In the name of beauty

Respect the corset and the corset will respect you. Disrespect the corset and you'll end up like the lovely lady above.

Ah, the things people do and have done in the name of beauty.

Fall in Seattle

We see a lot of this in Seattle this time of year - Gray. Contrary to popular belief, it doesn't rain constantly here. We also don't set around and listen to Nirvana 24 hrs. a day drinking overpriced coffee. Well, at least my family doesn't.



Big guy just wrapped up his final soccer game and had his end of year party. I have no reservations about admitting that Logan's soccer games were the highlights of my past couple months. Watching those little kids play & enjoy themselves without a care about the economy, their jobs, old motorcycles, etc. was pure and perfect. Such a good reminder of what's really important. Really hippy shit, I know.



Other than a couple family members, a few friends, and my Mom's restaurant, there aren't many things I miss about the east coast. I do miss the changing of the leaves, with their bright colors and I miss the crispness in the fall air that causes those bright colors. For reasons I'm unclear of, our leaves out here were quite vibrant this year. The tree above is in our backyard and there were lots of them with similar colors around the 'hood. It was nice.

Lame

Regardless of the price of gas, mopeds will always be lame. Always.

Things will slow down

With a much needed career change in the works, obligations to family, etc. shit is pretty heavy right now. I'm Going to focus my energy on what's important and that's not the blogger. I'll toss a little something up on the cars & bikes I'm taking pictures of and writing about or other occasional life adventures and random nonsense now and then, but it's time to hunker down.

Pic. of my Pan above by Good Luck Gary.

Thanks, Anthony

Hold

If you're milling, you better be holding. These little buggers hold the item your working on to the table.

Replace Crayons with Letter R

Lifted

From all of the pictures coming out of the desert of SoCal I've seen in mag.'s over the years, I've always wondered if the sky was really that blue. Yep, it is. Magnet crane from a friend of my buddy's scrap yard in Bakersfield. I guess it'll suck your keys out of your pocket if you get too close.