friday’s post of cool stuff #20

Yes. Thanks, Mike. He is sending us his 1.75-inch exhaust kit for Jeff to turn into a high-running two-into-one. Hit up Biltwell for all kinds of sweet stuff from trucker hats to ignition covers.

the ghosts blow their wishes for death of infinite purgatory upon my shoulders
i run in their general direction
fists clenched
to the house in new orleans where i must return to dwell within its drugs and anger and love
hiding tear-stained cheeks from the gawkers of my cardboard sign at the onramp stop signal
please help – on my last leg – american

We officially have four weeks to build the FREEDOM OR DEATH MACHINE and send it to Texas. Jeff has stated that it’s the “Trent bike.” He’s got a bromance on my hairy, sweaty ***, but nothing could be farther from the truth. This build is built with parts from Elswick Cycles, Rock’s Chops, 7 Metal West, After Hours Choppers, Limeybikes, Working Man’s Customs, Pinstripe Chris, Fabricator Kevin, Biltwell, Lick’s Cycles, and Avon, with libations for the party by Independence Brewery. All I did was make purty pictures and write poetry as I drank beer.

Kevin is donating one of his meaty seat pans and a hinge. We’re mounting a mountain bike shock under the seat. If you don’t know about Kevin yet, you should do yourself a favor and visit his clean website to see what’s there. He’s one of the old school handshake dudes. Thanks, Kev. We’re glad to have you involved in the FREEDOM OR DEATH MACHINE build. When the end of the beginning comes, we’re counting on you to wear the blood-splattered polo shirts of the ignorant believers of mass-marketed propaganda.

Our propaganda is freedom. Theirs is debt. Ours is righteous triumph. Theirs is the telephone hangup of apology.

All right now. I spent most of the evening designing this poster. Click it. Then right click it. Then save it. Then post it on your blog or Faceplace or Mybook or email it to people. Please. As Jeff says, me love you long time. Then come to the party. Thank you mucho plethora mahalo ga-joob, everybody.

This dude got us wasted last week while I partied instead of dwelling upon the lamentations of my inoperable laptop. He’s the owner of Barfly’s in Austin.

It was a **** friendly place with $1.50 Pearl cans and I forgot how much the Patron shots were but Jeromy and I were both toasted in two hours for a total of fifteen bucks. I cannot make a higher recommendation than to direct your boozing ways to his fine establishment.

My camera sure is a crappy mobile phone.

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