Saturday, February 14, 2009

Lawyers: We can't afford them anymore.

Like the lamprey's of the sea attached to purposeful life they draw from the flagging vitality of the flow of resources that is the American economy. They create no wealth, impede investment, only tear down industry and sell their snake oil self-fulfilling prophesy risk management to businesses unable to float the capital to operate much less pay protection money. These are scum. The shit off your shoes.

Case in point:

Aircraft maintenance. I was talking to an aircraft mechanic friend about a Lycoming engine in the back of his truck. He stated he had removed it from an aircraft to receive a minor rebuild, but upon scanning his insurance coverage realized was required to do a major rebuild which included sending the block in to Lycoming for a check and re-machining ($3500.00). Now, Lycoming is going to do nothing to this engine block that the machine shop up the road from you wouldn't do to an old VW engine block (remarkably similar engines) to get it ready for another 200,000 miles ($150.00) with the exception that the machine shop doesn't have to pay insurance premiums through the roof to protect their business from packs of Mercedes deprived lawyers.

The vermin are far too entrenched in our system of governance to be shed readily and will eventually kill off their productive host in its present form. Those of us generating wealth for them to leach need to take note of just how many hours of our lives have been wasted supporting the sons of bitches and take appropriate retribution should the opportunity arise in the coming economic crisis. Hopefully, a starving lawyer will darken my door looking for a handout.... I probably won't shoot him. Probably. But if one turns up missing and my hogs are fat it will be evidence for a Karmic nature of the universe.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Help a Feller Out, Y'all.

As is evidenced by the quote below:

I hate mine.. and cannot be shed of her soon enough...

ah but its a complex matter is it not?


so many choices...
Nate Edit comment Delete comment | Email | Homepage | 02.11.09 - 10:32 am | #

My little brother is having a crisis of motocosmic proportions. Where do y'all come in? By doing what folks do best - putting in your $.02. Ladies may advise on colours and passenger accommodations.

His needs are as follows:
1) He has stubby legs, so he needs a low seat height and/or narrow bike.

2) This will be the bike whereon we do long distance road trips, so it needs luggage or provsion for luggage. (See below for what happens to Nate's add-on luggage)

3) Plush passenger accommodations. When DrWho and MrsJAC accompany us it will be up to this bike to haul DrWho in comfort, and there is no way she'll tolerate a pillion pad.

4) Relatively nimble handling, lest he grow to hate the lumbering beast.

5) Rock solid reliability. The Brothers C are so tired of wrenching on Nate's shit.

6) Built in GPS or accomodation for such. DrWHO bought him a really nice unit, but he fears her wrath in the event some mishap befalls it and is therefore afraid to remove it from the box, much less expose it to the elements. Says he hopes to be buried with it...

7) Power to run with a BMW R1150GS.

8) Heavy duty alternator to run gadgets, farkles, and heated clothing.

9) Heated grips. Deal breaker here folks; if the factory doesn't offer them it's a nonstarter.

10) Upright seating position for the long haul. We are not as young as we once were and this posture inflicts the fewest aches and pains after many hundred miles in the saddle. Feet should be under the ass or slightly forward.

11) Eye catching enough that it is not completely overlooked when in the company of my 2001 R1150GS SE.

12) Dealer/owner support while traveling. This rules out the Aprillia Futura and Ducati ST3.

13) At least a 5 gallon tank.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Monday, February 09, 2009



Read the bottom line

I guess everybody hates yankees...



Dusty's seafood bar and grill

In Panama City.

Apologies to you poor landlocked bastards.



Those are palm trees at our hotel....



Confederate memorial park


Got a little carried away

Pissin' on the saddlebag to put it out.

We ran out of Coke products and had to make do....
Shoulda seen the looks we got from passers by.






Confusious say

Never mount saddlebag too close to pipe.