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?

GS? GT? RT? LT?

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.

I love my motorcycle.

Yes, it is silly to bestow affection upon inanimate objects. WTF. I am just a man, after all.

JACIII

Mmmmmmmm good!

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Someday, Nate.....

You'll have one.

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Mornin'

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Mornin'

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Read the bottom line

I guess everybody hates yankees...

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Dusty's seafood bar and grill

In Panama City.

Apologies to you poor landlocked bastards.

JACIII

Yes.

Those are palm trees at our hotel....

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Confederate memorial park

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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.

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Fire!

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Confusious say

Never mount saddlebag too close to pipe.

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Rainman, eat your heart out!

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Food of the gods

Fat Mo's!

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Back on the road

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Last minute adjustments

ThatLs welldigger by the way, doin' his good deed for the day.

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Ramblin Man

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Children removed from Grandparents to be Placed with Fags.

Government at Work.

I can't decide whether this is due to more to political correctness run amok or to a socialized healthcare system trying to drive the age when the more care intensive can be booted off the lists of those eligible for treatment. Is this because the social worker brownshirt busy-body wants to promote the idea of queeners are real people? Or have the National Health Service declared 59 yrs. as an age where euthanasia (for his own good, of course) is an option to be weighed by medical administrators when reviewing his case, he has angina after all.

There is no hope for the formerly great Britain, and it is shoveling itself into the dustbin of history faster than even these United States. Only the Germans can come up with more silly shit while keeping a straight face.

Proof of Global Warming

It's a Black Thing. You Wouldn't Understand.

Remember that? I always wondered how much fun it was to attribute some life experience as unknowable to another and ascribe their exclusion to an insurmountable arbitrary factor. Well, I finally found out.... It's a lot of fun.

Friend O Mine: How do you know all this? I mean, is there some place where they teach this stuff? (emergency wiring) What are you? A rural electrical something or other?

JACIII: I'm a redneck.

I delivered this line deadpan and in a manner consistent with delivering the news, "Water is wet", and noted Friend O Mine's only disappointingly mild frustration with the unforthcoming nature of the answer.

Happily, my efforts were rewarded later in the day when the same question was posed and the same answer given. This has been a source of much joy.

Assignment for those who dare:

Try it. Next time someone remarks upon your ability to do X or knowledge of Y, feel free to attribute it to your cultural demographic.

Man Up! Seperating the Wheat from the Chaff.

Hey Y'all!

As you can see by the picture below, it is still a frozen world. From where I'm sitting, in front of the wood stove with a generator and furnace purring in the background it's not so bad. Some folks have had a struggle seeking to master the elements without the aid of municipal utility services, and still others are useless as tits on a boar hog and have become beggers after everyone elses time and resources.

I will relate two examples.

Mr. M moved out here a couple years ago and is a highly intelligent bookish sort of substantial academic acheivement and credentials who owns, breeds and cares for livestock. He has been gradually educating himself in the ways of self-sufficiency and aquiring knowledge and skills through the effective method getting his hands dirty and practicing good relations with the natives.
Folks hereabouts, and I suspect thereabouts, will go out of their way to help this kind of fella out. I'll do what I can for him.

Ms Spongebroad (not her real name) is a modern female who gives the impression she is capable, able, and independent. Observable reality reveals another tale. Begger. Unwilling to even run the roads or work the phone to locate items whose possession could literally mean survival. Things are scarce right now, but you can drive to where they are in a reasonable amount of time. Spongebroad is sitting in front of a heater I loaned out to an elderly couple with 'total electric' and no alternative heat source or way to get one with her three kids dumped in the old folks parlor.

Mr M. Was unable to get out of his property to run the roads for two days and I could not bring him a heat source (total electric home) because Spongebroad, who is able bodied, would not contribute through effort or time to the wellbeing of the elderly couple on whom she imposes. I ever see Spongebroad drowning, I will count the bubbles.

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Greetings from the frozen Bluegrass

After two days of rain @ 30 degrees F and tree limbs cracking like lightning strikes we finally lost power around 4am this morning. I really could not have imagined it taking <I>this</I> long. Alas, mother nature finally got around to us.

The trusty Englander wood stove is sitting at a steady 1500 degrees F internal and the old house is basking in its glow. As it turns out, 93 years ago they built houses for this particular mode of climate control.

Barring the power coming back on in the next hou or so, I will have to run the cable from the motorhome generator to cycle the fridge, freezer,and hot water heater.

As the sun comes up I will try to post some pics. This weather is extremely destructive, but also extremely pleasing to the eye. This is. No doubt why nature is charecterized as female.

This blog posted by Treo.

JACIII

Somebody has Been Watching Way too Much Star Trek

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It's just obvious to anyone who knows enough about human nature that we are not perfect beings. IMO we will never evolve into perfect beings, but since I'm a bit of a transhumanist (not a crazy transhumanist, but a little bit of one) I don't think we will need to. Within a few hudred years we will have the capacity to engineer ourselves beyond human fault and foible. That will include tolerance for those wanting to be "left behind" but in truth, I don't think anyone will want to be.

The preceding was lifted from the comments by Breezebetweentheearslebub over at Vox's blog. Breezebetweentheearslebub has neglected to mention human improvement has been ongoing apace for many years already and certainly in modern times. The USSR had re-education camps whereby impure thoughts were eradicated from the minds of pre-enlightened throwbacks, and our own modern pharmaceutical industry has been plugging away at curing the ills of even boys who tend to be active, and hasn't civil authority made certain thoughts a crime? I can tell we are just around the corner from Breezebetweentheearslebub's New HopeChange Utopia. Everything has changed!

In Breezebetweentheearslebub's New HopeChange Utopia folks won't be killed for their own good like those old Pre-HopeChange Utopias. No, It will be done for the Good of All or to Save the Planet.

New Blog Tip

A friend of mine, who is a terminal hippy, but a good writer and a smart fella in spite of that has started putting pen to paper to give laymen the lay of the land on horseracing from an "inside the biz" perspective.

Play nice if you visit. And go easy on him while he visualizes world peace.....


Bloodhorse in the Bluegrass


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Something you should know....

There are a couple of theories about the origin of this display, though it's meaning is pretty much an accepted fact. My favorite is the following, but I can see how a longer history would not conflict with the following account.

Origin of The Finger

(This may or may not be true but it is told repeatedly....so here you go)

In 1415, Henry the V took his army of around 6,000 men across the English Channel and into southern France. After cutting trees and preparing large pointed sticks, Henry marched his army northwest for 17 days and over 270 miles. With only one day's rest, the mighty force was haggard and exhausted by the time they reached the flat land between the forest of Agincourt.

The French army, consisting of 25,000 troops, 15,000 of which were mounted knights in armor, arrived on the evening of October 24. Their army was a mishmash of Frenchmen from all over the feudal country. It rained hard that night, and both armies were soaked to the bone my morning. Most French knights slept in the saddle so as not to sully their expensive and ornate armor.

On the morning of October 25, the French and British armies were salty and ready to fight. Henry moved his troops slowly up the 1/2 mile wide passage between the two forests of Agincourt. By 11 Am, the French commanders were still bickering over tactics and whether or not to charge all the while the British were within 400 yards of the French.

Now what made the battle of Agincourt so interesting was the introduction of the Welsh long bow. This weapon could dismount a rider at 300 yards and with top notch arrows, could pierce armor at close range.

The French King had heard of the longbow and smugly claimed that when the fight was over, he would cut the bow finger from every Englishman in France. As the long bow was made from the yew tree, it took great strength to draw the bow back and without the middle finger, this would be impossible.

When Henry had his troops within bowshot of the French, he loosed the first of many volleys of arrows. The French, caught off guard, charged with half their forces. The Duke of Orleans barely made it 200 yards before his knights broke and ran under a hail of deadly wood and steel. Many of the knights sank into the mud and were trampled as the horses and frightened soldiers pummeled them into a fine paste.

Those knights that did make it to the British front lines were let upon by unarmored soldiers carrying short swords, who plunged their blades into the joints of the French armor. All this came after a great number of horses were impaled upon the huge pointed sticks the British had placed in the ground in front of them.

At the end of the day, the French had lost some 10,000 men, and the British mourned only 500 dead. In one day, the Hundred Years War had turned and the long bow had successfully defeated the myth of the invincible knight in armor.

The French nobility stood horrified on a hill over looking the battle when the Englishmen in mass turned to face them, middle finger held high for the French to see.

Shakespeare went on to glorify this battle, and the French, to vilify it. For the next 100 years, every lad over the age of 6 in Britain was required to be instructed in the firing and maintaining of the long bow.

In response to this, the French began cutting off the index and middle fingers of all British men caught in battle or on French land, thus removing the digits that allowed the firing of a bow. This is where the British tradition of waving two fingers at someone as an insult arose. And, the very American middle fingered salute or "the bird," is a descendant of this. As the feathers on the arrow were made of pheasant feathers, the saying “Giving the bird” soon arose.

As the Brothers C are of Greek descent (yes, our ancestors were formulating representative democracy whilst yours were buggering their mothers, eating each other, and living in caves) this account also has a certain appeal, though as a redneck I have to say I prefer the former but will accept the combination of the two. Ignore the Freudian bullshit:

Giving someone "the finger" is one of the basest violations in modern culture, but its origins date back over 2500 years. The first written record of the insult occurred in ancient Greece, where the playwright Aristophanes (the Adam Sandler of his day) made a crude joke mixing up the middle finger and the penis. Even back then, the bird was considered an aggressive, phallic put-down.

It has been argued by anthropologists that the finger is a a variant of a classic "phallic aggressive" gesture used by primates. By jabbing a threatening phallus at your enemy like a wild animal, you aren't just belittling him, but also making him your sexual inferior. Instead of using a real penis, civilized Janes and Platos called upon the substitute wieners within their own hands to mock, threaten, and humiliate opponents.

And boy, did it. When the Romans imported the art, music, and culture of the Greeks, the finger came along, too. Roman Emperor Caligula, a pioneer in perversity, frequently shocked his citizens by forcing them to kiss his middle finger instead of his hand. One of his subjects, Cassius, who Caligula often taunted as being too effeminate, finally had enough humiliation and assassinated him. Clearly, the bird was not to be taken lightly.

The Rubber Meets the Road

Dick Morris is always close if not spot on with reporting of the true intentions and results of the calculated and cynical machinations of our political leaders. Obama's intended demographic shift will make the US just another Euro-trash collection of bums dependent upon the government teet for all our needs.

And he will so sharply cut taxes on the middle class and the poor that the number of Americans who pay no federal income tax will rise from the current one-third of all households to more than half. In the process, he will create a permanent electoral majority that does not pay taxes, but counts on ever-expanding welfare checks from the government. The dependency on the dole, formerly limited in pre-Clinton days to 14 million women and children on Aid to Families with Dependent Children, will now grow to a clear majority of the American population.

Next comes the back-door implementation of the leftist wonder drug; !Euthanasia!, through the overburdening of our healthcare system.

Without a lot more doctors, nurses, clinics, equipment and hospital beds, health resources will be strained to the breaking point. The people and equipment that now serve 250 million Americans and largely neglect all but the emergency needs of the other 50 million will now have to serve everyone. And, as government imposes ever more Draconian price controls and income limits on doctors, the supply of practitioners and equipment will decline as the demand escalates. Price increases will be out of the question, so the government will impose healthcare rationing, denying the older and sicker among us the care they need and even barring them from paying for it themselves. (Rationing based on income and price will be seen as immoral.)

Mr Morris has been a voice in the wilderness of the mainstream media of late and you would do well to heed this insider's knowledge and insight.

Harley Bashing Fest

This vid is in a post below, but it deserves it's own space as it is one of my all time faves.




True story:
Pulled into gas station on GS. A kid (late 20's - early 30's) with a newer Sportster is fueling up on the other side of the fuel island and steps around looking at the GS.

kid "Nice bike."
GS "Thanks!"
kid "Couldn't afford a Harley?"
GS "I can afford any bike I want."
kid "Then why didn't you get a Harley?"
GS "Because I wanted a bike that would start everyday and get me where I want to go."
kid "My bike starts everyday!"
GS "Then why are you riding your sisters?"

Dude's a Hoss !

This is NOT a light motorcycle. 402 honest pounds. Dayum.

Harley Rally or Gay Parade? Is it Still Harley Bashing if it's True?

Lawyer on a Harley. It's almost too easy.
No, I haven't searched through hundreds of pics to glean these few Harley riders in flagrant display of their native sexuality. These are just typical cruiser boys out enjoying themselves as normal.



This one is from an actual H.O.G. website

Exxon Mobil CEO Suffers From Mental Handicap

He's a moron.

"As a businessman, it's hard to speak favourably about any new tax, but a carbon tax strikes me as a more direct, more transparent and more effective approach," Rex Tillerson, CEO of the Irving, Texas based company, said Thursday at the Woodrow Wilson international center for scholars in Washington.

At a Dec. 11 event in Chicago, Tillerson, 56, said he preferred a carbon tax to carbon trading programs such as the type used in Europe.

I don't know about you, but my Suburban will roll right by every Exxon station without even lifting off the accelerator.

Here's a thought: Those of us who drive vehicles that emit large quantiies of "green house gas" (strangely enough due to the consumption of large quantities of Exxon main product) purchase our petroleum elsewhere. We could all burn Shell or BP while the greenies in their death trap disposable micro-cars patronize Exxon. It wouldn't take long for the Rockefellers to fire the Tinman and hire a CEO with a brain.

Pure Fucking Gold

I note Vox has taken a much more hands-on approach discouraging thread stealing, cocoment bashing, and off topic comments.

The following "somehow" managed to escape unedited by everyone's favorite umbrella drink connoisseur......

Spacebunny			1/8/09 11:49 AM
VD: 1/8/09 11:03 AM: Do learn how to link, folks. It's not hard and it's easier for people to see what you want them to read. Bite me. If cocomment was worth it's weight it would make those cut and paste links clickable. I mean seriously, even haloscan has figured out how to do this.

For some reason I can't read that without hearing a voice-over of "Bubbles" from the Power Puff Girls.

One of Many Reasons Bugs are so Cool

They fit into a 10 x 10 barn stall!


Now what?



Four bolts, four wires, one throttle cable, a motorcycle jack, and 10 minutes later...



Looks like somebody forgot to clearance the bell housing......



That would have to be one wobbly crankshaft otherwise.

And so it begins

``Ho Ho Ho! Death to the surveillance state! Free movement for all people!''

The group that posted the video also wrote ``lumps of coal to all of those who make it their business to watch and control.''




Soon these will be identified as "Domestic Terrorists" attempting to do damage to civic institutions by interrupting their revenue streams