Monday, July 26, 2010
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
BMR III
We pretty much sit around on the porch of the bunk house all day long Friday and most of Saturday watching the attendees roll by. There were a few biker games played. One was called the Biker Triathlon, were a person had to run on foot a few yards, then hop on a bike and race to the river, where they exited the scoot and dove into the icy cold water and swim about 100 feet to a waiting canoe. It was pretty evident who would be winning this contest as was entered the little muscle man himself, Flip. But wait a minute, a late entry that we all know and love signs in, it’s Bean’re.
This could get interesting. Sure enough, these two won their heat races, with Bean’re crashing his motorcycle (high sided it) right before the water entry. He was going way to fast and had to lay the bike down to keep the 700pound vehicle from taking a plunge into the dark waters, but in his effort to keep his faithful steed out of the brink, it high sided and threw him off. Bean’re about made the exit look cool until his cowboy boot got caught on a slab of concrete, thus tripping him and causing him to do the old “parachute roll”, which caused our buddy to break his thumb. As he looked back at his still running bike, laying on it’s side with a fresh new dent in the gas tank, he said “That doesn’t look good”, and then he jumped into the river and swam out to the rubber boat.
I reckon because Bean’re went through all that, Flip and the other heat winners decided to declare him the champion. Yep, he deserved it for sure.
We did get off the porch long enough to take a ride into a small town to check out the local bar scene, and happened up on a place called Donald Ray's Brother's Place (that was the actual name) selling $2 PBR’s so we camped out there for a couple of hours, and got buzzed up enough to leave in a cloud of glory, like maybe 80 MPH front tire to rear tire for about a mile, when we passed a local policeman head on. Needless to say he wasn’t happy. As Jeremy and Willie slowed down for the inevitable azz chewing and ticket, Tinman and I went on, (honestly we never saw the man).
After following the two for about 4 city blocks, the cop decided it wasn’t worth it (I guess) and turned off, allowing everyone back there to breath a deep sigh of relief, and of course we learned our lesson and stayed pretty close to the boundaries of the law on the way back to camp.
After we took back up our perches on the porch we kind of got a kick out of watching these real young dudes constantly circling the campgrounds, which was about a 1/2 mile in circumference. These cats just kept riding around in circles and then they would tote another dude with them, and I mean this went on all day, always going in a counter clock wise path. The funny thing to me was they all looked like Amish people. Weird hats ontheir heads, beards but no mustaches, brogan shoes. I mean they could have loaded up in a horse drawn buggy and put on some handmade denim pants and shirts and fit right in with the Amish folks I know in Ky.
But as the booze begin to affect their sense of direction, that decided to ride the well traveled road in the opposite direction, clock wise. We sat there and watched as they first begin riding in the new direction solo, then two up, then at times three up, and the darker it got the more confused they became as they decided to add a little speed to there “buzzing” the campground, and that was a mistake.
They missed one of the turns and about crashed into all of our bikes, sitting in front of the bunk house. Now a few of our sleds are real nice rides (excluding mine), and before I knew it Buttas and a handful of my buddies were chasing down these wild eyed Amish biker looking dudes, of course all my friends had to do was jog across the field (about 50 feet) to catch them. I mosied on over to watch the fireworks, which wasn’t much, but I think the younguns learned a lesson and then settled down to just listening to the music for the rest of the night. All in all they were very, very cool.
I left Sunday morning to come home and it was a good ride. Again I rode the back roads and stopped at the Mom and Pop’s gas stations and eateries. I could write more I guess, but I figure you get the drift of how I like to roll. Though health issues have slowed me down some, I am always looking for others of like mindedness that want to leave our zip code, to take a trip. Keep me in mind the next time you pull out for a “good” ride.
God Bless, Cochise
This could get interesting. Sure enough, these two won their heat races, with Bean’re crashing his motorcycle (high sided it) right before the water entry. He was going way to fast and had to lay the bike down to keep the 700pound vehicle from taking a plunge into the dark waters, but in his effort to keep his faithful steed out of the brink, it high sided and threw him off. Bean’re about made the exit look cool until his cowboy boot got caught on a slab of concrete, thus tripping him and causing him to do the old “parachute roll”, which caused our buddy to break his thumb. As he looked back at his still running bike, laying on it’s side with a fresh new dent in the gas tank, he said “That doesn’t look good”, and then he jumped into the river and swam out to the rubber boat.
I reckon because Bean’re went through all that, Flip and the other heat winners decided to declare him the champion. Yep, he deserved it for sure.
We did get off the porch long enough to take a ride into a small town to check out the local bar scene, and happened up on a place called Donald Ray's Brother's Place (that was the actual name) selling $2 PBR’s so we camped out there for a couple of hours, and got buzzed up enough to leave in a cloud of glory, like maybe 80 MPH front tire to rear tire for about a mile, when we passed a local policeman head on. Needless to say he wasn’t happy. As Jeremy and Willie slowed down for the inevitable azz chewing and ticket, Tinman and I went on, (honestly we never saw the man).
After following the two for about 4 city blocks, the cop decided it wasn’t worth it (I guess) and turned off, allowing everyone back there to breath a deep sigh of relief, and of course we learned our lesson and stayed pretty close to the boundaries of the law on the way back to camp.
After we took back up our perches on the porch we kind of got a kick out of watching these real young dudes constantly circling the campgrounds, which was about a 1/2 mile in circumference. These cats just kept riding around in circles and then they would tote another dude with them, and I mean this went on all day, always going in a counter clock wise path. The funny thing to me was they all looked like Amish people. Weird hats ontheir heads, beards but no mustaches, brogan shoes. I mean they could have loaded up in a horse drawn buggy and put on some handmade denim pants and shirts and fit right in with the Amish folks I know in Ky.
But as the booze begin to affect their sense of direction, that decided to ride the well traveled road in the opposite direction, clock wise. We sat there and watched as they first begin riding in the new direction solo, then two up, then at times three up, and the darker it got the more confused they became as they decided to add a little speed to there “buzzing” the campground, and that was a mistake.
They missed one of the turns and about crashed into all of our bikes, sitting in front of the bunk house. Now a few of our sleds are real nice rides (excluding mine), and before I knew it Buttas and a handful of my buddies were chasing down these wild eyed Amish biker looking dudes, of course all my friends had to do was jog across the field (about 50 feet) to catch them. I mosied on over to watch the fireworks, which wasn’t much, but I think the younguns learned a lesson and then settled down to just listening to the music for the rest of the night. All in all they were very, very cool.
I left Sunday morning to come home and it was a good ride. Again I rode the back roads and stopped at the Mom and Pop’s gas stations and eateries. I could write more I guess, but I figure you get the drift of how I like to roll. Though health issues have slowed me down some, I am always looking for others of like mindedness that want to leave our zip code, to take a trip. Keep me in mind the next time you pull out for a “good” ride.
God Bless, Cochise
Monday, July 19, 2010
For the first time in my life I am angry at my government for the current state of law enforcement. The current mindset that police have, where they view everyone as a criminal, is against everything our system of laws was designed to prevent.
Written articles on an oppressive government and expansion of police powers that lead to abuse, have been written about for years. I mostly ignored the warnings until now. Of course, "now" is too late since you can't get through the day without breaking one law or another.
Getting justice is nothing more than an exercise in the wealthy buying it, while the poor get to taste how vengeful it is. I've been hearing that comment for years and blowing it off, also.
If I don't change my views I can see four walls and steel bars in my future!
I hope they give me an X-Box i, so I can smash the $%^&*!) thing against the bars! HAHAHA
From A Faithful Reader
Written articles on an oppressive government and expansion of police powers that lead to abuse, have been written about for years. I mostly ignored the warnings until now. Of course, "now" is too late since you can't get through the day without breaking one law or another.
Getting justice is nothing more than an exercise in the wealthy buying it, while the poor get to taste how vengeful it is. I've been hearing that comment for years and blowing it off, also.
If I don't change my views I can see four walls and steel bars in my future!
I hope they give me an X-Box i, so I can smash the $%^&*!) thing against the bars! HAHAHA
From A Faithful Reader
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Friday, July 16, 2010
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Monday, July 5, 2010
BE SURE YOU LOCK YOUR DOORS AND WINDOWS AT HOME
A Calgary man was found dead in his home over the weekend. Detectives at the scene found the man face down in his bathtub. The tub had been filled with milk, sugar and cornflakes. A banana was sticking out of his ass.
Police suspect a cereal killer!!!
Police suspect a cereal killer!!!
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Mayor Daley lays out strict gun rules for Chicago (BULLSHIT!!!!)
CHICAGO — With the city's gun ban certain to be overturned, Mayor Richard Daley on Thursday introduced what city officials say is the strictest handgun ordinance in the United States.
The measure, which draws from ordinances around the country, would ban gun shops in Chicago and prohibit gun owners from stepping outside their homes, even onto their porches or garages, with a handgun.
Daley announced his ordinance at a park on the city's South Side three days after the U.S. Supreme Court ruled that Americans have a right to own a gun for self-defense anywhere they live. The City Council is expected to vote on it Friday.
"As long as I'm mayor, we will never give up or give in to gun violence that continues to threaten every part of our nation, including Chicago," said Daley, who was flanked by activists, city officials and the parents of a teenager whose son was shot and killed on a city bus while shielding a friend.
The ordinance, which Daley urged the City Council to pass, also would :
_ Limit the number of handguns residents can register to one per month and prohibit residents from having more than one handgun in operating order at any given time.
_ Require residents in homes with children to keep them in lock boxes or equipped with trigger locks.
_ Require prospective gun owners to take a four-hour class and one-hour training at a gun range. They would have to leave the city for training because Chicago prohibits new gun ranges and limits the use of existing ranges to police officers. Those restrictions were similar to those in an ordinance passed in Washington, D.C., after the high court struck down its ban two years ago.
_ Prohibit people from owning a gun if they were convicted of a violent crime, domestic violence or two or more convictions for driving under the influence of alcohol or drugs. Residents convicted of a gun offense would have to register with the police department.
_ Calls for the police department to maintain a registry of every handgun owner in the city, with the names and addresses to be made available to police officers, firefighters and other emergency responders.
Those who already have handguns in the city _ which has been illegal since the city's ban was approved 28 years ago _ would have 90 days to register those weapons, according to the proposed ordinance.
Residents convicted of violating the city's ordinance can face a fine up to $5,000 and be locked up for as long as 90 days for a first offense and a fine of up to $10,000 and as long as six months behind bars for subsequent convictions.
"We've gone farther than anyone else ever has," said Corporation Counsel Mara Georges.
Still, the mayor, whose office is trying to craft an ordinance that will withstand legal challenges, had to back off some provisions he'd hoped to include, including requiring gun owners to insure their weapons and restricting each resident to one handgun.
Georges said it would be expensive for homeowners to include guns on their homeowners' and renters' insurance policies, so such a requirement could be seen as being discriminatory to the city's poorer residents. Limiting the number of handguns could be seen as discriminatory to people who owned weapons before the city's ban went into effect in 1982 or before they moved into the city.
"We can limit the place in which those handguns can be located," she said, before adding a not-so-veiled swipe at the court: "For instance, the Supreme court does not want them coming into the courthouse."
Still, Daley indicated that no matter what was included in the ordinance, he expects legal challenges.
The measure, which draws from ordinances around the country, would ban gun shops in Chicago and prohibit gun owners from stepping outside their homes, even onto their porches or garages, with a handgun.
Daley announced his ordinance at a park on the city's South Side three days after the U.S. Supreme Court ruled that Americans have a right to own a gun for self-defense anywhere they live. The City Council is expected to vote on it Friday.
"As long as I'm mayor, we will never give up or give in to gun violence that continues to threaten every part of our nation, including Chicago," said Daley, who was flanked by activists, city officials and the parents of a teenager whose son was shot and killed on a city bus while shielding a friend.
The ordinance, which Daley urged the City Council to pass, also would :
_ Limit the number of handguns residents can register to one per month and prohibit residents from having more than one handgun in operating order at any given time.
_ Require residents in homes with children to keep them in lock boxes or equipped with trigger locks.
_ Require prospective gun owners to take a four-hour class and one-hour training at a gun range. They would have to leave the city for training because Chicago prohibits new gun ranges and limits the use of existing ranges to police officers. Those restrictions were similar to those in an ordinance passed in Washington, D.C., after the high court struck down its ban two years ago.
_ Prohibit people from owning a gun if they were convicted of a violent crime, domestic violence or two or more convictions for driving under the influence of alcohol or drugs. Residents convicted of a gun offense would have to register with the police department.
_ Calls for the police department to maintain a registry of every handgun owner in the city, with the names and addresses to be made available to police officers, firefighters and other emergency responders.
Those who already have handguns in the city _ which has been illegal since the city's ban was approved 28 years ago _ would have 90 days to register those weapons, according to the proposed ordinance.
Residents convicted of violating the city's ordinance can face a fine up to $5,000 and be locked up for as long as 90 days for a first offense and a fine of up to $10,000 and as long as six months behind bars for subsequent convictions.
"We've gone farther than anyone else ever has," said Corporation Counsel Mara Georges.
Still, the mayor, whose office is trying to craft an ordinance that will withstand legal challenges, had to back off some provisions he'd hoped to include, including requiring gun owners to insure their weapons and restricting each resident to one handgun.
Georges said it would be expensive for homeowners to include guns on their homeowners' and renters' insurance policies, so such a requirement could be seen as being discriminatory to the city's poorer residents. Limiting the number of handguns could be seen as discriminatory to people who owned weapons before the city's ban went into effect in 1982 or before they moved into the city.
"We can limit the place in which those handguns can be located," she said, before adding a not-so-veiled swipe at the court: "For instance, the Supreme court does not want them coming into the courthouse."
Still, Daley indicated that no matter what was included in the ordinance, he expects legal challenges.
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