Bikes, Blues & BBQ 2004

Part of the Power Parade, a steady stream of bikes for about an hour. This is looking east up Dickson Street.

Dyno-racing. The guy on the right broke his throttle during the race, so he lost. 

Old-school....one of my favorites. 

Minimalist chopper. 

Innovative design. 

If 2 is good, 3 must be better. 

Body language sometimes tells it all. 

A cup, a spoon and a tub of iced-down sodas kept these guys happy for quite a while. 

December, 1978

I was just barely 18, halfway through my senior year.....and on my way to the hospital.

Did I mention that condoms are a particularly ineffective method of birth control?

For Sale

My son's '95 TransAm, a/k/a The Flowmaster 2000. Make offer. Please. For the love of God, make it go away.

Stealing Is Wrong, Mmm-kay?

Mike is a talented, evil man. That's why I love him. 

True Happiness

Happiness is............hot buttermilk biscuits, real butter and huckleberry jam.  Hey, where'd the other 6 biscuits go?  

Attack of Destructo Boy

Most any job can be made fun with a little imagination, including hauling & spreading gravel....especially with the help of my trusty sidekick, Destructo Boy.

Not even their proud flags could save the gravel castles from the determined attack of Destructo Boy. 

Besieging castles is hard work. 

Time out for equipment maintenance.

4th of July Trip

Here's some photos taken during our trip to Marshall for the 4th. It's only about 115 miles or so from here; the trip takes a minimum of 2 hrs. because of the two-lane hilly, curvy roads. As you can see from the last photo, Ma was tired by the time we even got there.

Some interesting clouds from the storm we followed all the way to my sister's house. This was taken a little east of Fayetteville. 

Backbone Mountain, from my sister's back yard. 

Close-up of the view from my sister's back yard. The previous photo I posted of the Marshall valley was taken to the right of the big pylon.