No Son of Mine

Finally got around to watching that show, "Sons of Anarchy". I like motorcycles, and that's the only reason I wanted to see what it was about. I had my doubts about the show. I suspected it was going to be a slam on anyone who talks about freedom. I guessed this because on the first trailer I saw for the show, one of it's main characters was talking to a police officer about the Constitution. He was portrayed as an outlaw biker and a criminal. I'm sitting here watching it and I'm afraid my doubts are being confirmed.

Within the first 10 minutes, the phrase "Homegrown terrorist uber right wing fanatics" was used to describe some of the characters. Those characters were depicted gunning down police officers, innocent bystanders, and using fully automatic weapons against civilians within the first 10 minutes, as well. Some of these 'anarchists' eventually had to kill some of their own by blowing up their bunker with some sort of radio controlled explosives.

There were a bunch of oddities to grab my attention. For example, every scene seemed to have an American flag or a reflection of a flag. I love the flag, and have no problems with it, but it was very overused. Before the biker anarchists killed their buddies by blowing them to kingdom come near the end of the episode, they joked about fighting the 'revolution'.

A police character on the show was depicted as a bad guy because he was helping these revolutionaries get guns to the 'ghetto'. The police, for the most part, were portrayed as completely passive, gentle and benevolent... even when the ATF raided the bikers' 'lot', as they called it, they seemed to handle the bikers gingerly. With the exception of one ATF agent who seems to have a grudge against the bikers as he trashes their break room, law enforcement was placed in quite the ruby-colored light.

This show was a disappointment. I am totally repulsed and offended. What makes it so bad is that it's not a poorly conceived show. It has action, a decently developed plot, and motorcycles. Too bad it had to be a propaganda hit-piece on freedom.

Down on 2 Wheels

I was on my way to work on my motorcycle this morning when I attempted to avoid some debris. The next thing I remember was feeling as though someone had pile-driven me into the ground. I pulled myself out from under my bike, stood up, and made sure I still had all my limbs. Then I looked at my bike. It was smoking. I stood it up, and dropped the kick stand. It wasn't too bad, other than some pretty deep scratches in the chrome. It started after a few tries. I noticed after I got it back on the road that the handlebars seemed a little twisted.

When I hit the ground, I heard all kind of cracking and popping in my bones. I just KNEW I was going to have a broken bone. Thankfully, I don't. I feel a little bruised and sore, but, other than a scrape on my leg, and a couple of small scrapes, I think I'm fine.

I hate that my bike got scratched up... the speedometer has some deep scratches in it. So does my left highway peg and mirror. I'll have to find out how bad the forks or handlebars are later. I just got back on it and rode to work. I almost went back to the house and got my truck.

I felt more stupid than hurt. My pants had grass and mud on the left leg. My bike had mud and grass all over it's left side. I'll probably be sore for a few days, though.

Drifting Away

I drove by Drift's house Monday, while I was off. The window in his back door is busted out. His front door is broken and open. His front window is broken out, as well. The trailer looks lonely and sad.

I didn't ride by on my bike, as usual, because I've got some work to do on it. The last time I rode by was probably a few months ago on my bike. The windows were intact, then.

It was depressing. I couldn't even look back at it after I saw the front window was gone and the door wide open. I felt sick. None of those bastards would have dared go near his house while he was alive. I wanted to strangle them. If I had seen them in there, I might've had to do something bad.

I didn't stop. For one, it's too depressing. But mostly, I'm afraid that someone will say I tried to get in there. And, simply because of the ineptitude of our local law enforcement, I might wind up in trouble.

Tired on 2 Wheels

Rode the bike in to work today. I really didn't feel like it when I got up. I almost got in the truck, but I figured today would be the last day I could ride this week, with rain moving in. I got a little spattered with some drizzle this morning, but it was fine enough, and sporadic enough to dry almost instantly.

I hate DST. I feel all tired. I'm staying up later according to the clock, and having to get up an hour earlier. It messes up my internal clock. When I miss too much sleep, my joints ache.

I got called in to work Sunday morning at around 1 am. DST got me. When I got to work, my phone showed almost 3am! I know it doesn't take me 2 hours to get to work, but my sleep-deprived mind was trying to figure it out until I started to go home.

Blast Off TV

Since rogue astronauts have been popular lately, here's 'Heat Vision and Jack', a faux-TV series starring Jack Black, Owen Wilson, among others, and was produced by Ben Stiller. Jack Black plays an astronaut biker who solves crime. It made me laugh.

VN750 Tire Change Pics

Here are some of the pics from my tire change/spline greasing. As you can see in the bottom picture, there was quite a bit of rust in my drive shaft. I slapped a bunch of high-temp grease in there before reassembling it.
Click the pictures for a closer look/bigger image.