hardtravelin

Guess what? I'm going to stop being lazy and get a job. Wanna know why? Not because I'm bored, not because I'm broke, not because my mom said I should.

No, I'm getting a job for the sole purpose of getting some cash to buy a 1964 LINCOLN CONTINENTAL CONVERTIBLE.

Ok, I'm a big Eric Bostrom fan. I've never really seen the guy bitch, and he rides his heart out. There's not much to really dislike. And now that he's on the Duc (Daytona aside), he should be strong.

That said, this is a bit crazy:

http://www.vondutch.com/store/ProductDetails.aspx?productID=9118&R=32

42$ for a hat!? Wow. I'm down for supporting EBoz, but that's a lot of cash to shell out for a hat that cost a couple dollars to make at most. Hopefuly I won't see too many of those out at the track. Racing is expensive enough as it is. 42$ hats? No, thanks.

Stepped out the house stopped short, oh no
Went back in I forgot my kangol




holy crap! tonight was either going to be slick rick or hank iii...
slick rick or hank iii.... hmm. tough choice. but hell, hank's
young, and i've waited over 15 years to see The Ruler! plus you
never know when the man will be jailed and/or deported again. so
it was back to the ottobar...

damn if it wasn't worth the wait. the line went around the building,
and i nearly froze my ass off waiting to get in. the show was packed.
i timed it just right - got to see some djs spin some old school
hip hop, and then out came the man. fedora, suit, fur jacket, and
some ice 'to keep up with the kids today.' ha.

after a few songs The Ruler says 'now i'm gonna take you back to '84'
and a guy comes out with a platter filled with fat gold chains, including
one medallion the size of a freaking dinner plate. he did the show,
la di da di, children's story, mona lisa, hey young world, lick the
balls, something off of storytelling that i can't remember,
and maybe one other i'm forgetting. then, he put on the fur jacket and
disappeared onto the streets of baltimore.

and if you missed him, well, you blew it.

'Ducati GP runner Ruben Xaus has been hospitalized after a big crash on the second day of the Phillip Island test.'

who would have thunk it?

you know that scene in goodfellas where henry hill
finally crosses the line and paulie gives him
something like 3,000$ and says 'now i turn my back
on you. you're dead to me.'?

i never thought i'd find myself in a situation where
i would have to turn my back on a person. especially
a person that i once would have given my life for
without a second's hesitation. but now i know where
paulie was coming from. maybe it's old fashioned
to still believe in honor, truth, and respect. but
these were the values of my grandfather, and as such,
they are my values as well. and i know that if my
grandfather were alive today, he'd say to me, 'boy,
i think you've had just about enough.'

and i'm not sure i'd even try to argue with him.

sometimes great advice comes pressed
right in the middle of a tiny heart shaped
piece of candy.

I'm a-leaving' tomorrow, but I could leave today,
Somewhere down the road someday.
The very last thing that I'd want to do
Is to say I've been hittin' some hard travelin' too.


two days from now i'll be homeless and jobless and
travelin' down some road and seein' some things
i've never seen before. i've quit my job, served notice
to the landlord, started to put my things in storage...
i've made loose plans on where i'm goin' and what
i'm doin', but that can all change in a moments notice.
i feel most alive when i'm gettin' ready to set out into
the unknown. i don't know where i'm goin', but i have
a feelin' i'll know where i'm supposed to be when i get
there. i don't know if i have enough money, i don't
know where i'll stay, i don't know if i'll miss what
i leave here, or if i'll find what i lost out there.
who knows. doesn't really matter either way, because
there's no turnin' back now.

leave a light on for me. i'll be there soon.

I'll eat when I'm hungry, drink when I'm dry
And live my life on the square
And even if the flesh falls off of my face
I know someone will be there to care

If I'd lived my life by what others were thinkin', the heart inside me would've died.
I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity,
Someone had to reach for the risin' star,
I guess it was up to me.


been asleep since sometime yesterday now. the cough it ain't so bad,
and i could've easily made it to work, but i know i would have quit
or been fired if i did. in any case, i might still. if i go back.

don't know if it's the combination of the sleep, sweat, and sickly sweet
smell of deodorant, but i don't feel like the same person that
fell asleep yesterday. don't make no sense, but don't mean it's any
less true. my head is swimming, and what i do know
is that this state will soon find itself in my rear view mirror.

and the dreams....

sure hope i can remember this feelin' when i wake up.

And if we never meet again, baby, remember me,
How my lone guitar played sweet for you that old-time melody.
And the harmonica around my neck, I blew it for you, free,
No one else could play that tune,
You know it was up to me.

William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger
At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'.

William Devereux Zantzinger, 24, killed poor Hattie Carroll at 1.40am on
February 8, 1963, at the Spinsters' Ball - an annual charity event sponsored
by post-debutantes - at the Emerson Hotel in Baltimore. That year's event was
to benefit the Baltimore League for Crippled Children and Adults.

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drunken conversation. 12.53a, saturday, november 15th.

'is tomorrow the 15th?'
'yeah'
'oh, i have to go to jail'
'oh yeah?'
'yeah, for two days. i better remember'
'yeah.'
'i have to be there by 10. steve, you need to take me to jail by 10 tomorrow.'
'ok'
'no, seriously. i'm not kidding. don't forget.'

"Nicky is growing up very fast this year – I think from now on I would like to stay in front of him.”

not a bad comment about our boy from the champ, eh? i'm not sure he's ready
for the race win, but i wouldn't be surprised if it happened. valencia is a
good track for the guys that like to slide...

Most of the time
I'm clear focused all around,
Most of the time
I can keep both feet on the ground,
I can follow the path, I can read the signs,
Stay right with it, when the road unwinds,
I can handle whatever I stumble upon,
I don't even notice she's gone,
Most of the time.

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Have you ever lain with somebody when your
hearts were beating in the same rhythm? That's
true love. A man and a woman who lie down
with their hearts beating together are truly
lucky. Then you've truly been in love, m'boy.
Yeah, that's true love. You might see that
person once a month, once a year, maybe once a
lifetime, but you have the guarantee your lives
are going to be in rhythm. That's all you need.

-Bob Dylan
Malibu, January 1978

May 17, 1966.

if there is any one concert in history that i
could have attended, i would have been at the
Free Trade Hall in Manchester, England on
May 17, 1966. that version of desolation
row, alone, easily tops anything i've ever heard
at any concert i've ever attended. something
magical lives through those tapes, even nearly 40
years later. damn.


Yes, I received your letter yesterday
(About the time the door knob broke)
When you asked how I was doing
Was that some kind of joke?
All these people that you mention
Yes, I know them, they're quite lame
I had to rearrange their faces
And give them all another name
Right now I can't read too good
Don't send me no more letters no
Not unless you mail them
From Desolation Row

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an R6 track/race bike, or another YZ250F to go
play around on...

that is the question...

i need to sell my TZ125, too. i think i'll get
it ready to go to make room for the new bike(s)...

there are perks to having a bartender roommate, and tonight i
experienced those perks. heh. thanks steve!

erik, chelsea, mike, victor, and i all headed down to the bar.
did up a few boddingtons, we met tina, talked to chelsea's
sister in san diego, came back, now callin' it a night.

i have the opportunity (even if it is a small one) to land my
dream job. gotta do a kick ass resume/cover letter tomorrow.
should've done it today. work tomorrow. crap.

He woke up, the room was bare
He didn't see her anywhere.
He told himself he didn't care, pushed the window open wide,
Felt an emptiness inside to which he just could not relate
Brought on by a simple twist of fate.

Can Nicky Hayden score a podium before the end of the season?
Yes - 5997 (31.97%) No - 12763 (68.03%) Total - 18760

wonder what those 12763 people are thinking now? nicky should
be changin' some minds right about now.

awesome race. first podium. rossi is a madman. bayliss looked
good until he knocked himself out and did his best ragdoll
impersonation.

spent too much time on the 'ol aeroplane today, but
it was completely worth it.

this trip was all about that new perspective that
clears the fog a bit. let's you know what's important
and what isn't. shows the mole hills as they are,
rather than grand mountains.

anyway, how could i possibly worry when i was just
yesterday walking the same stretch of road that one
mr. robert zimmerman walked decades ago?

i walked about 15 miles from hager city, wi to red
wing, mn yesterday. through the fields, watching
honest hardworking people at work. watching the
mighty mississippi roll by. living just a bit
simpler life for a bit.

pics are up here.

leaving for wisconsin tomorrow. just checked in and printed out
the boarding passes for both legs of the flight. that's a pretty
slick option. no lines, just straight through security, and if i
check a bag, i can do it curbside.

can't wait for the trip!