Had to run out to the DMV and the Post office (gaahhh, government squared) but took my sons 2fiddy to check it out before he goes galavanting all over the place, and because Smokin' Joe was still wayyyy in the back of the shop.

oh my,

like the familiar caress of a comfortable lover after being apart for months...

like the smooth ductility of a well worn leather jacket slipping over your shoulders...

like the smoky bite of that first sip of your favorite poison...


all is right with the world, the hot black liquid asphalt dance has begun again.

colorful wording.

I know the feeling. My bike has been parked all winter as well.

and road to work today, 47'F when i left... it will be in the 70's on the way home.

gets colder later this week but today, she's a good - no?

nice