Thursday, July 30, 2009

Sturgis 09

2:30 AM, Pongo at Jeane's, cats fed and watered, the 69th edition of Sturgis is set to start in 3 days.

Me? Can't sleep, 24 hours late, excited, ready to report from the road, loaded and ready to roll, 10 minutes to departure.

Let's get this party started!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Friday, July 24, 2009

So, Now the Police Aren't Stupid?

The other night that President Dude called the Cambridge Police Department stupid. This was in response to an African American Professor being arrested after a call was made for a burglary in progress. He said/he said and the professor was arrested. After more facts have come to light, including the fact that the White Cop teaches race relations for the PD, the Anointed one has back tracked, offered an apology, and offered to have a beer with the Sargent. So, maybe there really wasn't a TelePrompter and it becomes obvious that when the heat goes way up the Supreme Ruler melts like the wax puppet he is.


And while I'm at it, this came to my attention today also.



The photo below captures a disturbing trend that is beginning to affect U.S. wildlife.





Animals that were formerly self-sufficient are now showing signs of belonging to the Democratic Party . . . as they have apparently learned to just sit and wait for the government to step in and provide for their care and sustenance. This photo is of a Democratic black bear in Montana nicknamed Bearack Obearma.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Just Saying

I had the unfortunate opportunity to watch your President lie to the American people about health care reform tonight. I need insurance now because I want to puke after watching him open the book and read the names, in order, of the journalists who are asking "off the cuff" questions. I give him credit because I didn't see a TelePrompter for the first time since he was elected, but he did stare straight through the camera and appeared to be looking at the back wall.

That brings me to a 2009 Fairy Tale that all kids, young and old, need to pay attention to;


The little red hen called all of her Democrat neighbors together and said, 'If we plant this wheat, we shall have bread to eat. Who will help me plant it?'

'Not I,' said the cow.


'Not I,' said the duck.


'Not I,' said the pig.


'Not I,' said the goose.


'Then I will do it by myself,' said the little red hen, and so she did. The wheat grew very tall and ripened into golden grain.


'Who will help me reap my wheat?' asked the little red hen.


'Not I,' said the duck.


'Out of my classification,' said the pig.


'I'd lose my seniority,' said the cow.


'I'd lose my unemployment compensation,' said the goose.


'Then I will do it by myself,' said the little red hen, and so she did.


At last it came time to bake the bread.


'Who will help me bake the bread?' asked the little red hen.


'That would be overtime for me,' said the cow.


'I'd lose my welfare benefits,' said the duck.


'I'm a dropout and never learned how,' said the pig.


'If I'm to be the only helper, that's discrimination,' said the goose.


'Then I will do it by myself,' said the little red hen.


She baked five loaves and held them up for all of her neighbors to see. They wanted some and, in fact, demanded a share. But the little red hen said, 'No, I shall eat all five loaves.'


'Excess profits!' cried the cow. (Nancy Pelosi)


'Capitalist leech!' screamed the duck. (Barbara Boxer)


'I demand equal rights!' yelled the goose. (Jesse Jackson)


The pig just grunted in disdain. (Ted Kennedy)


And they all painted 'Unfair!' picket signs and marched around and around the little red hen, shouting obscenities.


Then the farmer (Obama) came.. He said to the little red hen, 'You must not be so greedy.'


'But I earned the bread,' said the little red hen.


'Exactly,' said Barack the farmer. 'That is what makes our free enterprise system so wonderful. Anyone in the barnyard can earn as much as he wants. But under our modern government regulations, the productive workers must divide the fruits of their labor with those who are lazy and idle.'


And they all lived happily ever after, including the little red hen, who smiled and clucked, 'I am grateful, for now I truly understand.'


But her neighbors became quite disappointed in her. She never again baked bread because she joined the 'party' and got her bread free. And all the Democrats smiled. 'Fairness' had been established.


Individual initiative had died, but nobody noticed; perhaps no one cared...so long as there was free bread that 'the rich' were paying for.


EPILOGUE


Bill Clinton is getting $12 million for his memoirs.


Hillary got $8 million for hers.


That's $20 million for the memories from two people, who for eight years, repeatedly testified, under oath, that they couldn't remember anything.


IS THIS A GREAT BARNYARD OR WHAT?

Monday, July 20, 2009

Odds and Ends

I've been busy getting ready to go to Sturgis this past week. Busy as in putting the pig pen back on and getting the generator running. Not much luck on either front.

I have given up on the pig pen. I took her off and removed all of her mounts from Petunia. I'm not sure if I'm going to sell it or calm down in a couple of months and try again. It just wouldn't pull over 60 for some reason. Then Petunia wouldn't pull over 70 all by herself and there was no throttle response once she hit 3000 RPM. Almost like having a governor with a limit switch. I adjusted the Techlusion jet kit at least twelve more times and in town when I can ride in the power band it seems fine, but on the highway it is junk. So, I have given up on it also because I am remembering the trouble I had up in Williams. I took it off and replaced the Power Commander. I am riding about 125 miles a day this week out to Chandler for two classes and that will tell me if I have to go have her dyno tuned Friday or not.

The generator is a piece of crap. That is what I get for buying it on Ebay for $75. Ordered new parts and it still won't start. New and shiny out of the box it started right up and ran for about 10 minutes and quit, never to start again. I'll be out looking for a new one locally this week.

The new Fulmer helmet is great. Yes, wearing it in 115 degree heat is warm and my noggin almost feels like it is frying, but there are little holes on each side of the padding that allows air to circulate around my head. I can feel the cooling effect of this air circulation as I am riding at speed. I am very happy with the Fulmer and my only thoughts now are if I'm going to get one of those bubble shields for it in case of rain on the Sturgis trip.

Up next is get Piggy out, washed, and check out all of her wiring. I also have to connect her to Petunia and make sure there isn't an issue with the fishtails. Just looking, I'm not sure there is enough clearance for the trailer tongue to clear on really sharp turns.

My plan is to have everything ready to roll by Saturday afternoon. Every thing except the final packing. That will have to wait until next Wednesday morning, as I have an image to uphold.

Monday, July 13, 2009

Summer Time Blues

This summer has been less than I had anticipated early in the year. There was the great fun shared with fellow bloggers at the Rumble on Route 66. There has been the fun shared with Linda. There has been the aggravation of trying to get Petunia running since taking off the Power Commander and installing the Techlusion Electronic Jet Kit. There has been a few short rides that were OK, but nothing really special.

This summer has been about taking classes and missing out on the planned ride to the east coast. Bummer!!! But in true Arizona Harley Dude fashion something just has to give. So, give it will.

The only certainty in life is that nothing is certain. If I keep waiting to do things until this or that happens, or the planets align, the only thing that will happen is I will get older or die. Because I am alive right now, I have to live right now. Living in the right now means I AM GOING TO STURGIS THIS YEAR. I've thought about it and decided to go and not to go several times. The HELL WITH IT. I just booked my place at the Buffalo Chip Saloon for the entire week and while I may not stay the entire time it was cheaper as the daily charges have gone up.

There, I have made it public and with the entire week booked a blown tire won't keep me away like last year. In 15 days my Sturgis adventure kicks off and I need to get busy getting everything done that needs done. Waiting to the last minute is just like something I would do, but that is part of the adventure for me.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Ryan Patrick Baumann: American Hero

I'm sick of the King of Pop killing himself with a drug overdose dominating the news for the past week. Lost in all of the news coverage is a US solider who also died last Friday, just before Independence Day. Sergent Baumann was fighting to give us the freedom to be as stupid as we want to be. I agree with his aunt who wrote to a newspaper questioning if our priorities were misplaced.

My priority is to help remember Sergent Baumann for his heroism and to tell his family thank you for raising such an honorable son. I am saddened by your loss, but understand that it only because of young men and women the caliber of Ryan that this country has any chance of survival. God Bless Ryan's entire family, friends, and fiance. From the bottom of my heart I thank you.


Photo courtesy of LAUREN SMITH


Sergent Ryan Patrick Baumann died last week in Afghanistan while serving with the U.S Army, and was remembered Monday beyond his roles in life as a son to his family and fiance of his high school sweetheart.

Rest In Peace Ryan.

Friday, July 3, 2009

Feeling Mixed Up?

Ever had one of those days when you felt you got up on the wrong side of the bed? When everything around you felt like it was turned upside down? When you just couldn't tell if you were Frank or Jessie? Well just for you there is a product that should clear the air, as it were, and set you on the correct path of enlightenment.



Now go ride and clear your mind.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Changes In Old Age

My odometer is getting ready to increase by one as it does every year about this time. The hair is getting grayer and thinner on top, the joints don't bend as easily as they used to, everything seems to take longer than it should, and certain things just seem to bug me that didn't use to. Damn, it's a bitch getting old! But, than again it is my belief that the bigger the number after your name the better off you are. When I'm 95 or so I might not feel that way, but today that is my story.

Lately helmets have been in my piss-me-off radar. I don't know, or care, why as it is just a fact of life. I have a full coverage one for when I'm out on the highway that is a carryover from my early years. Not the exact helmet, just the type. As an early rider, starting when I was 17, had it not been for a full coverage Bell Star I can guarantee I wouldn't be typing this today. In my years of experience I have used up at least four helmets. Used up as in making a significant enough amount of contact with asphalt, with my head inside, to render them useless. Back then I couldn't even consider riding without one simply because I rode like an idiot.

I also have a Seer half helmet that I wear/wore in town and that is the one that started this bugging me crap. The wind buffeting around the helmet and lifting it caused me to quit wearing it and replace it with a black Harley baseball cap. Lately the baseball cap has been bugging me as well as I have to keep reaching up and pull it back down and my eyes seem to be bouncing around in their sockets making seeing difficult.

With a helmet wasn't working for me and without one wasn't either. Never mind the fact of the grief my friends and family were giving me on the issue. Then last May Mr. Motorcycle wrote about a new old school kind of helmet he found made by Fulmer. Some how that stuck in my feeble little brain and last week I looked up Fulmer dealers in the Metro area. Fulmer only sells through dealers and as I started calling the ones listed in Arizona one after the other was no longer selling them. Then a success when I found Renegade Classics. If I came in and tried it on they would order it for me with a delivery time of 3 - 5 days. I went Saturday morning, tried it on, and ordered it. It arrived Wednesday and was exactly as advertised. It fits well, seems to be well made, and best of all my eyes have quit bouncing around in my head. Well, that is all true in the short twelve miles I've ridden with it so far. The forty miles at freeway speeds this morning and then later this afternoon in the heat of the day will be all telling.
I went all the way Old School and got the Easy Rider paint job on the helmet I bought. It just seemed to fit the mood that I am in.

This post is in way adding to or subtracting from the great helmet debate. For my money I believe that every rider should have the right to make these decisions for themselves. Personally, I'm hoping that changing back to a 3/4 will make me more likely to put it on. But, that is just for me.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Biker Babe

I was looking for some new fender fluff and found this little cutie. This brings a whole new meaning to Biker Baby don't you think?


Besides being just adorable she is adventurous as well. Here she is eating alligator for the first time. That cute smile and trusting eyes saying, "See Poppy, you didn't think I would eat this did you?"



And showing her mother, "Look Mommy, I'm eating alligator!"

The only thing this has to do with riding is I rode out to my class in Chandler this morning, gassed up for the ride home, stopped at Dennys for breakfast, drank as much coffee as I could, and am at school early, and the doors are locked. As I turned on the computer I saw these pictures and couldn't help but share them.

Being a grandpa is so much fun.