a "REAL" spoken word

From my friend,"The Roman"
on point brother.

look at me from the outside and you’ll see a cat that seems to have it “together”, a job, a house, a family but inside, in the middle of the night or at church on Sunday everything comes down.

10 years of marriage, countless moves, countless nights running to the bank just to cover the credit card bill with money earned from selling off my clothes….I’m a wreck. Confusion, frustration, vice and villainy. Hidden well while the mothers in the grocery stores pull their kids away. Keep the John Wayne on the outside while Elmo sits quivering in a corner. Deep inside those places that don’t come up often hides the weight of supporting, encouraging and keeping a family running. Trying to keep myself sane while being sane enough to make the best decisions. Projects I take on to make a living, projects I take on to keep my mind working, working hard not to waste the talent given to me, to encourage, to step outside of my day and the junk that is laid in front of me and walk the upright walk, talk the upright talk and make sure I’m doing what is right for my family.

No matter how many deadbeat dads there are, no matter how many criddled wastes of “fathers” there are… Tell someone you;ve been married for 10 years, have 4 kids and call yourself a Father, people automatically think you’ve nailed it, you’ve settled down, you’re rolling with the punches but… I can’t be content with that, I can not be content with coming home, making sure everyone’s settled, everyone’s taken care of, I can’t sit complacent and just take what life gives. I have to be doing something at all hours of the day, every minute, every frantic minute. I’ve bitten off a lot, a lot more than most with 4 and just the fact that we’ve been together 10 years and I’ve never one thought of taking off says something about me. Says I’ll stick with it and do what I committed to, no matter the personal cost.

Kids out there with bikes/skateboards/films/cars up the wazoo, looking for the next trip, the next fashion statement have no clue what life is. Life isn’t getting the bike done, hangin with bros, getting it in a magazine to make you something. Life is about taking what you want to do and covering it up, putting it aside so you can do what is right. Taking the Chevy and pulling it in the garage for a year while you wait for the cash to rebuild it, putting the bikes under tarps and finagle them when it can happen, push it to the back of your mind so obsession doesn’t set in and bitterness grow. It’s about finding your kicks where you can, in whatever situation you can.

I haven’t skated in two years, haven’t driven the bomb in one year, haven’t ridden a bike since I sold the last one to pay for carpet. I want to let the animal out, the one that will tell you to fuck off and die, the one that will smash you in the face for the next stupid thing you say but….there’s too much at stake, too many people relying on me to embarrass the family, not make the wrong move and forever change their perception. We all have it in us, we all play the game but what are you ultimately playing the game for? Something lasting, something eternal of just the next notch in your belt, the next photo on the bulletin board?

Roman"

67 Shovel

Michael in S.F sent me this photo of his bike.
he says it's not quite done.
i dig the piss outta it.
thanks for letting me post it.
make sure you end an update when it's finished.

FS: 1947 OEM Knucklehead Tanks w/ Badges

very nice and clean 47 Knuck tanks

for more info and photos,contact:

terrell_grant@msn.com

Got an email today from a dude that was "there"

"Quote"Loved working at AEE. Still in touch with a couple of the guys and what used to be our magazine, Street Chopper, is in resurgence.

Checkl out the picture, its me with street choppers 40th anniversary bike last October. Also another of me with another old dude you might recognize, Arlen.

Brent Farlie
"end quote"

thank you very much for dropping me a line and the photos man.
much respect and look forward to hearing from you again.

FS: the last war bird tail light

this is the last one there is.
still needs to be wet sanded (takes about 10 minutes) and clear coated.
i can do that for a little extra.
if interested,drop me an email.
will sell for a decent price.
chi_cod@hotmail.com

FS: the last 2: 101% uncool T-shirts

i have two of these left.
1 large
1 XL
i thought they were all gone,but found 2 in a box in the closet.
20 bucks shipped to lower 48
chi_cod@hotmail.com

"Will you sign my copy?"...

Greaser Mike asked.
"Of course i will my faithful life partner,reading is my other passion".
lol!

My God,i'm in a time warp.

"The Fairy Duster" is absolutely beautiful!
it is beyond perfect.
You killed it Rudy.
Congrats man.
keep on keepin on.

ps. can't to get my birthday card.
LOL!

(click to enlarge)

Thank you man.

had a friend tonight call and drop a "positive" bomb on me.
restored my faith in humanity some.
that was completely unexpected and made my year.
i can't sleep.
thank you Roger.
please tell B@%d thank you very for me as well.
solid dudes.

Hello: My name is Randy....

and i am a serial killer

Good to see my little buddies again.

they haven't been around in awhile and was kinda worried about them.
momma showed up with the babies.
she already has only one working eye,and 3 legs.
when she showed up,half her tail was missing.
must be tuff living in an enviroment overpopulated with humans.
at least she's still kickin and still happy to see me.