looks like they're giving away two rad ass bikes next year. Both 69 Shovels, one stock, one chopped. Pretty damn cool if you ask me...
Just some cat with no time, tons of dreams, and half a mind to do something about them...
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Depth of Speed - A Pinch of Salt
HBTV: Depth of Speed - A Pinch of Salt from HBTV on Vimeo.
The Salt Flats is a place I've always wanted to visit since I was a kid and found out what goes on there.
I still want to go to the flats one day, before it's all gone...This year should have been the year, but, sometimes life ruins plans.
Life, Live it & Love it. Let it all work itself out. Maybe next year the salt and I will finally meet.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Homies & Bike Parts...
So stoked! I scored the RADDEST amber headlight for my chop from my bro K Mack catch his blog here (http://routefoto.blogspot.com/). He also tossed me some rad stickers, and we all know how much I dig stickers.Gotta love good friends & old parts!
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Last weekend I lost one of my best friends...
Over the past few days it's been hard to focus on anything at all, work, life, sleep. Everything seems so pointless when one min you're standing face to face with a person you consider family and the next min you're in the hospital waiting, not knowing, watching everyone around you break down. Then you find out they're gone. Life's never predictable. It's true, the greatest people are those who leave trails of life behind them where ever they go. These past few day's I've seen literally hundreds of people cross my path all with the same love for this little asshole from a small town in South Texas no one's ever even heard of. Because he was real, true, and everything a friend should be, to anyone that crossed his path. Joseph touched so many people, and to stand there today while we buried him and see all those faces there to say goodbye to a great man, was amazing.I'm proud to call you my little brother, my family, my friend.
Thursday, August 11, 2011
- sitting here at work checkin out old Dave Mann artwork online, & just plain slacking off, just had some words in my head decided to share a little bit of poetry...
They implode with emotion unheard of through 1% dreams.
lost souls form packs of nomad warriors in search of the next scheme...
Challenged by population,
or popularity as it be,
judged not only by God,
or Satan,
but all humanity.
Yet tall they stand,
and high they ride,
raising hell just like the tide,
surfing the endless paved waves of that asphault sea,
searching for nothing but the coming days and to be free.
No man's dream to big
and none to small,
only the toughest look forward to the fall,
only 1% of them all.
-Timm
and now, back to work I go...
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
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