Fuck!

Complete mind blower. Everything about it. Pure glory. Picture from an early 70's Big Bike Magazine.

"There's Some Things in There"

Leah has a way with words. The title of this post was her response to my enquiry as to what she was doing when I caught her with a finger stuffed up her nose. I've never had a problem with digging in-you need to get that stuff out of there somehow. And no, blowing doesn't work. That stuffed animal's butt in the picture concerned me though. We'll have to have a talk prior to getting a dog, if that ever happens. Probing followed by picking- never the right decision.

The Almost Neon Bush

There are things I like about our home and things I don't. I suspect that's the case with everyone. We tend to fight storage issues, as people just didn't have as much junk back in the late 40's, when our home was built. My inability to keep the backyard landscaping well maintained holds me down too. That'll change when the kids are a little older.

Something I really do like is this crazy orange bush. A friend was up over the past weekend and asked what it was, but I just wasn't sure. Azalea, probably. Anyway, it's pretty big and sets about a half story up off the street behind the first level of our retaining wall. I'm always happy to see it bloom and it's the only one around. If we ever move I'll figure out what it is and buy another. It's cool.

Shipping Art Rules

Next time you put something in the mail give the Post Office Nazis something to look at. They love it.

Moon Rover Tire

Road noise could be a potential issue, but flats never would be.

Hay! Life is a Croc, but it's Cool

This right here, this would be hay.



And this thing- it's one of Logan's Crocs. I'm sure you all already know about these because they've been on the scene for a few years now, but they're funny little rubber shoes weirdo hippy gardner types wear, along with little kids. I get it for the little kids because they're easy to put on. For adults...please revisit comment about weirdo hippy gardner types.

Simply Unbelievable

A picture of Max's friend Dave's uncle on a Knuckle he built back in the 60's. This bike is one of the most amazing representations of what a true chopper was, is, and will always be. Everything on that bike has been tinkered with, modified, plated, or covered in candy paint, but more important, anything that didn't make it go or stop was removed.

This is Dave's grandmother, equally cool.





And this is Dave's grandmother's bike. Holy shit and wow! You just can't buy the style that runs naturally in this family's blood.

Dad's Roadside Repair

I wish I wouldn't have left that damn hammer out in the rain by accident when building the fence.

Stoked

My friend Jon Haprov 'The Harpoon' designed the poster above for an upcoming Seattle issue release party for the magazine Dice. The bike on the poster is mine. Jon's doing a couple other poster designs too, which I'm anxious to see. He's an amazing painter, great designer, and rumor has it, a master on the wheels of steel. Here's a tank he did for one of my other in progress bikes-

Regarding the nickname 'The Harpoon': It was given to Jon by this guy, Ed Roth.

Still not sure who Ed Roth is or what he did? Here's a hint-

Three Year Old Logic RULES

Shortly after getting home from work last night Leah and I had our pre-dinner 'what did you do today' conversation. Leah told me she went to gymanstics and that her friend Monet had an accident in her Monet-a-tard. As my brain works fairly slow, I asked Leah what Monet had an accident in, to which she responded in a firm voice "Her Monet-a-tard daddy!"

If your name is Leah you wear a leotard to gymnastics. If your name is Monet you wear a Monet-a-tard.

It's times like those that make all of the grumpy mornings, bedtime troubles, and household messes fade into the background. Leah rules.

Gonesville

The lowrider has been sold. Within the first week of owning the car, the new owner had the horn fuse blow on him (horn wouldn't go off), and he's somehow destroyed the shift linkage and can't get the car into any gears other than 1st and reverse.

In Layman's terms- The car hates him.

WTF?

Wiggles & Ritalin?

This song is quite the accurate commentary on what it could be like to be the child of a modern-day lazy ass'd parent.

I know, I know- there are plenty of kids who've benefited from medications like Ritalin, but there are plenty who've lost their personalities, character, and maybe even soul to those drugs and ended up chemical dependant adults.

"I've been high since I was just a little guy in my Underoos..."

Chopped Tops

My friend Mike's chopped Model A with Olds motor. I think it's going to run in print soon.



My friend Logan with chopped curls and nitro burning Logan motor. He doesn't need to run in print, he's already world famous.

Crazy Dad, Crazy

Elephants Never Forget

Life is full of traps, but if you're a nut you will be OK

Some old traps hanging on the exterior wall of a barn.



A nut holding the rain cover on a vintage tractor's vertical exhaust stack.

Mothers Day on the Farm

On Mothers Day we took a trip to Remlinger Farms with the kids and Uncle B. It's a great little place about 45 minutes outside of Seattle with an old time amusement park, produce and pies, crafty things, and a restaurant.



Although the weather didn't look too promising on our way (rain) we ended up having a really great time.



Even with all sorts of rides and animals the hay maze was the biggest hit with the kids, including Laura. I think Laura gladly heading out on a family excursion rather than to the spa or shopping says an awful lot about her and how great of a mom she really is. Keep up the great work Laura, we all love you and respect you for all you do.

Be Mindful of the Hose

Logan and I were at the parts store a while back and he had to use the bathroom. The counter guy told us where it was and when we rounded the corner, there they were- hose. Logan said "that's alot of hose on that wall." I agreed.

Pacific Northwest Rust

Being from upstate NY I'm well acquainted with rust. Drive a car through a few NY winters and you'll know about rust too. The road salt back there is just brutal on anything metal.

Pacific NW rust on the other hand is special. It takes years to form and isn't salt induced. It's also usually accompanied by moss and there's alot of character that comes along with it. I like character.

I have an old Studebaker pickup truck that's waiting for attention and looks alot like this sawblade, moss and all. I'm tempted to fix it but I'm more tempted to leave it alone. I've had plenty of nice vehicles and just don't care about them as much as I used to. I like the word 'old' in old car more than I like the word 'car'. That probably makes no sense to anyone but me, which is just fine.

We'll see what materializes.

Just a Picture from the Barber Shop

This is What Happens when You Work in Corporate America

Someday I'll own a bar and some rental property and make enough money to spend more of my time tinkering and shooting/writing features on cars and bikes. Until then, I'll continue to have my head explode on a weekly basis. The weird thing is that when my head explodes no bugs come out, just little gnomes riding unicorns. A man can spend an entire afternoon chasing down gnomes on unicorns, you know?

Ms. Leah

Word from the wife is that I've favored Logan in my posts lately. I agree and here's my rationale: Leah is shy and a mamma's girl. That said, here's one of my favorite pictures of the Leah Beah 123-ah and I'll try to catch her in front of the camera a little more often.

Lowriding Logan

On Sunday Logan and I took our weekly trip to the Ballard Farmers Market. The big guy saw this lowrider here and we stopped to check it out. It had hydraulics, metalflake tangerine paint, and color matched wheels. OG stuff. Logan has good taste in cars.

Usually It's Gray, Sometimes It's Not

Nice day here in Seattle. Blue skies, warm, and the traffic circle is going off.



Sadly, this is what it's looked like more often than not lately, but hey, it's Seattle.

Small Man Loves the Custard Donut

Logan and I took our weekend trip to the bakery, and as usual, Logan got the custard donut, which in return, got Logan.

Just a Building at the UW

The first generation buildings from the University of Washigton are great. Beautiful craftsmanship and design. I can't say the same for the campus buildings built in the 60's, 70's, 80's, and 90's, but the current building projects look to be a little more adventorous in design, which is nice.