Okay, I’ll go to the party.
I’m hungover, goddamnit. The sun is blazing on the Harbor. Although it’s Mom’s day, I’m faced with two deadlines for HORSE, Sunday Post, and there’s two articles in the hopper for the site. Jose wrote in in-depth research article on Billy Lane and his crew. CrazyHorse was forced, by Bikernet readers to report on a nude ride she attended in the south. We have product releases to post, Road King techs to complete and somewhere out there is the Amazing Shrunken FXR. Where is that bastard? Hell, I have to write a piece on the 1928 Shovelhead project out of Strokers in Dallas. Damn, I’m pleased with that bike.
Ah, but all the pressure of the day, can’t compare to the last couple of nights. We were called to party at almost midnight last night. She bathed and slipped into something so slinky I could barely make it to the door. I wanted to stay in. There’s something about running out to a drinking deal in the middle of the night. I knew when we arrived the crew would already be in the bag, and it was. In some respects we should have stayed in bed, in others it was good to feel the night, and see some of these people. I’ll tell you more about the night, the cops, the drunks and one rider who, “rides every fuckin’ day…”, after the news:
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Again, no response except from Martinez: “Abraham Lincoln, 1863.”, said Martinez. The teacher snapped at the class, “Class, you should be ashamed. Martinez, who is new to our country, knows more about its history than you do.” She heard a loud whisper: “Screw the Mexicans.” “Who said that?” she demanded. Martinez put his hand up. “Jim Bowie, 1836.” At that point, a student in the back said, “I’m gonna puke.” The teacher glares and asks “All right! Now, who said that?” Again, Martinez says, “George Bush to the Japanese Prime Minister, 1991.” Now furious, another student yells, “Oh yeah? Suck this!” Martinez jumps out of his chair waving his hand and shouts to the teacher, “Bill Clinton, to Monica Lewinsky, 1997!” Now with almost a mob hysteria someone said, “You little shit. If you say anything else, I’ll kill you.” Martinez frantically yells at the top of his voice, “Gary Condit to Chandra Levy 2001.” The teacher fainted. And as the class gathered around the teacher on the floor, someone said, “Oh shit, we’re in BIG trouble!” Martinez said, “Saddam Hussein 2003.” What A Martial Artist/Biker Learns–A Code Of The West Addition Meditation: In the wind. –Aloha, Dick Bondano Blondes………………. Two sisters, one blonde and one brunette, inherit the family ranch. Unfortunately, after just a few years, they are in financial trouble. In order to keep the bank from repossessing the ranch, they need to purchase a bull so that they can breed their own stock. The brunette balances their checkbook, then takes their last $600 dollars out west to another ranch where a man has a prize bull for sale. Upon leaving, she tells her sister, “When I get there, if I decide to buy the bull, I’ll contact you to drive out after me and haul it home.” The brunette arrives at the man’s ranch, inspects the bull, and decides she does want to buy it. The man tells her that he can sell it for $599, no less. After paying him, she drives to the nearest town to send her sister a telegram to tell her the news. She walks into the telegraph office, and says, “I want to send a telegram to my sister telling her that I’ve bought a bull for our ranch. I need her to hitch the trailer to our pick-up truck and drive out here so we can haul it home.” The telegraph operator explains that he’ll be glad to help her, then adds, “It’s just 99 cents a word.” Well, after paying for the bull, the brunette only has $1 left. She realizes that she’ll only be able to send her sister one word. After thinking for a few minutes, she nods, and says, “I want you to send her the word ‘comfortable’.” The telegraph operator shakes his head. “How is she ever going to know that you want her to hitch the trailer to your pick-up truck and drive out here to haul that bull back to your ranch if you send her the word ‘comfortable’ ” The brunette explains, “My sister’s blonde. She’ll read it slow.” –from Ray R. Cantina Religious News A drunk man who smelled like rum sat down on a subway seat next to a priest. The man’s tie was stained, his face was plastered with red lipstick, and a half bottle of Bacardi sticking out of his torn coat pocket. He opened his newspaper and began reading. After a few minutes, the man turned to the priest and asked, “Say Father, d’ya know what causes arthritis?” “Yes, my son, it’s caused by loose living, being with cheap, wicked women, drinking too much alcohol, having contempt for your fellow men, sleeping around with prostitutes, lack of cleanliness, and things like that….” “Well, I’ll be damned,” the drunk muttered returning to his paper. The priest, thinking about what he had said, nudged the man and apologized saying: “I’m very sorry. I didn’t mean to come on so strong. How long have you had arthritis?” “I don’t have it, Father. I was just readin’ here that the Pope does. –from Al Friedman HARLEY-DAVIDSON NEWSLINE Check out Harley-Davidson’s Newsline for the latest company, event and product news features in brief. Posted biweekly, Newsline is your ticket to bring readers up-to-date Harley-Davidson information. Newsline headlines for 5/5/03 listed below. For the full Newsline report, click here < Here’s the hot topics: Ruling by Judge William Young U.S. District Court Judge William Young made the following statement in sentencing “shoe bomber” Richard Reid to prison. It is noteworthy, and deserves to be remembered far longer than he predicts. I commend it to you and to anyone you might wish to forward it to. January 30, 2003 United States vs. Reid. Judge Young: Mr. Richard C. Reid, hearken now to the sentence the Court imposes upon you. On counts 1, 5 and 6 the Court sentences you to life in prison in the custody of the United States Attorney General. On counts 2, 3, 4 and 7, the Court sentences you to 20 years in prison on each count, the sentence on each count to run consecutive with the other. That’s 80 years. On count 8 the Court sentences you to the mandatory 30 years consecutive to the 80 years just imposed. The Court imposes upon you each of the eight counts a fine of $250,000 for the aggregate fine of $2 million. The Court accepts the government’s recommendation with respect to restitution and orders restitution in the amount of $298.17 to Andre Bousquet and $5,784 to American Airlines. The Court imposes upon you the $800 special assessment. The Court imposes upon you five years supervised release simply because the law requires it. But the life sentences are real life sentences so I need go no further. This is the sentence that is provided for by our statues. It is a fair and just sentence. It is a righteous sentence. Let me explain this to you. We are not afraid of any of your terrorist co-conspirators, Mr. Reid. We are Americans. We have been through the fire before. There is all too much war talk here. And I say that to everyone with the utmost respect. Here in this court , where we deal with individuals as individuals, and care for individuals as individuals, as human beings we reach out for justice, you are not an enemy combatant. You are a terrorist. You are not a soldier in any war. You are a terrorist. To give you that reference, to call you a soldier gives you far too much stature. Whether it is the officers of government who do it or your attorney who does it, or that happens to be your view, you are a terrorist. And we do not negotiate with terrorists. We do not treat with terrorists. We do not sign documents with terrorists. We hunt them down one by one and bring them to justice. So war talk is way out of line in this court. You are a big fellow. But you are not that big. You’re no warrior. I know warriors. You are a terrorist. A species of criminal guilty of multiple attempted murders. In a very real sense Trooper Santigo had it right when you first were taken off that plane and into custody and you wondered where the press and where the TV crews were and he said you’re no big deal. You’re no big deal. What your counsel, what your able counsel and what the equally able United States attorneys have grappled with and what I have as honestly as I know how tried to grapple with, is why you did something so horrific. What was it that led you here to this courtroom today? I have listened respectfully to what you have to say. And I ask you to search your heart and ask yourself what sort of unfathomable hate led you to do what you are guilty and admit you are guilty of doing. And I have an answer for you. It may not satisfy you. But as I search this entire record it comes as close to understanding as I know. It seems to me you hate the one thing that is most precious. You hate our freedom. Our individual freedom. Our individual freedom to live as we choose, to come and go as we choose, to believe or not believe as we individually choose. Here, in this society, the very winds carry freedom. They carry it everywhere from sea to shining sea. It is because we prize individual freedom so much that you are here in this beautiful courtroom. So that everyone can see, truly see that justice is administered fairly, individually, and discretely. It is for freedom’s sake that your lawyers are striving so vigorously on your behalf and have filed appeals, will go on in their, their representation of you before other judges. We are about it. Because we all know that the way we treat you, Mr. Reid, is the measure of our own liberties. Make no mistake though. It is yet true that we will bear any burden, pay any price, to preserve our freedoms. Look around this courtroom. Mark it well. The world is not going to long remember what you or I say here. Day after tomorrow it will be forgotten. But this, however, will long endure. Here in this courtroom and courtrooms all across America, the American people will gather to see that justice, individual justice, justice, not war, individual justice is in fact being done. The very President of the United States through his officers will have to come into courtrooms and lay out evidence on which specific matters can be judged, and juries of citizens will gather to sit and judge that evidence democratically, to mold and shape and refine our sense of justice. See that flag, Mr. Reid? That’s the flag of the United States of America. That flag will fly there long after this is all forgotten. That flag stands for freedom. You know it always will. Custody Mr. Officer. Stand him down. –from Redhorse A Rider’s Philosophy And A lesson In The Code Of The West I was just sitting here thinking about the other night I was out in the garage going over my Superglide and polishing the front forks and just going over everything for the ride to the Wall, Memorial day weekend. As I polished the forks, I started to think about life and how a lot of times we think of things we don’t have or want, instead of concentrating on what we do have. I thought about how cool it was that after work, if you wanted to, you could go out in the garage and work on you bike, since here in N.C. it has been raining like pouring piss out of a boot! I thought about people in my life and people that I have lost in my life. I thought about how motorcycles are good for the soul and how it always makes you feel young when you ride. I thought back to when my son Justin passed away and I was almost ready to give up bikes. I had lost my desire for riding and motorcycles. Little by little it came back. So as I polished those lower legs I thought about how I hear people always saying “I wish I had this or that or I would give anything to have that or to be that person”, and I said to myself , “No, I have been blessed in a lot of ways and?I wouldn’t trade being a biker for anything else! The next day I was off. As the sun came out and I blasted down the highway, I thought there is nothing in this world worth trading this feeling for! ? –Mike Pullin Mike is the founder of the Run For Breath to help kids with lung ailments. The run takes place July 27, 2003, out of Charlotte H-D, N.C. Don’t miss it. Fork Tube Removal Lesson On An FLT On the FLT model you need to remove the rotating switch knob. Then the plastic console panel. Best to remove the front fairing also. This will give you access to the fork tube plugs. Remove these and drain the fork oil in each leg. Best to let em drain out completely, this takes awhile. Beer time or whatever.?I gave it over night just to see if the amount drained equaled the fork capacity in the spec’s for each fork leg. It did. Now you need a?old air assist fork tube plug. They have a threaded hole through them. Find a fitting that will screw in and?has a nipple on it so you can?hook up a rubber hose from a vacuum device. Of course this is not the factory way!! You can now draw up the properly measured amount of fork oil from a Ratio Rite from the drain hole located at the bottom of each fork slider. You use a another piece. of vacuum line with a cone shaped rubber fitting on one end. This goes into the drain hole of the fork sliders. The other end goes into the Ratio Rite with the fork oil. Refer to fluid capacity in the front of Chapter 2 of the service manual for proper fluid amounts for each side. Oh yeah keep the vacuum going after the all the fluid has been drawn from the Ratio Rite. In one swift calculated move, pull the hose and screw in the drain screw plug and turn off the vacuum pronto!! Now it’s Beer time, relax some then do the other fork leg. This is a “Flat Rate” short cut. The procedures in the service manual?instructs you to?remove the fork tube from the triple trees and?take apart the fork tube assembly using this?After Market “Rube Goldberg” spring compressing tool to compress the fork spring inside the fork tube and drain the oil. This tool is a piece of shit and is prone?breakage. The?whole process?is so comical it hurts. –Pablo Huze New Spikee Pegs & Grips These grips & pegs are offered in three designs. The?tip of the left grip (clutch side)?can be unbolted to install directly one of our mirrors.?Pegs have a male mount to?fit most after market forward controls and are also used as ?passenger pegs. Matching brake & shifter pegs are available in chromed billet aluminum. To order, call 561-392-5557 or online at: Cyril Huze Custom Motorcycles & Parts Rake And Trail Discussion–Raked Cups Hey man, that was a cool reply. I’m still smiling thinkin’ about the broad in the bath tub and a little hung over myself. Raked cups are relatively new, and I have a lot of people thinking about using them, people who know what they are doing. Their first reaction like yours, is that trail is diminished, but quite a few of them change their mind and tell me that upon further thought, trail is increased. I know my last message may have been a little too technical and long for the weekend. When your head clears on Monday or Tuesday. Give this more simplified, brief statement, some thought. Let me know if you still think trail is diminished. Instead of seeing the NECK in relationship to the forks/trees, think of the STEM in relationship to the forks/trees. Remember, since the raked cups are running the stem through the neck at a three degree angle, the Stem(steering axis) is kept parallel to the forks/tubes(assuming the trees have no rake). I have a good understanding of rake and trail and know it is the most important factor in the handling of a bike. It can be deadly with too little or negative trail. That’s why this is an important matter. Thanks for your time and all of your work on a great web site….later. –“Mamalloy” mamalloy2@attbi.com –old photo from Bob T. H-D Racer and AMA Hall of Famer George Roeder 1936-2003 George Roeder passed away on May 8, 2003, he was 66. Roeder was one of the top Harley-Davidson AMA Grand National dirt track racers during the 1960s, winning eight national events and finishing second in the Grand National championship in 1963 and 1967. Like many racers of the era, Roeder was versatile. He set a 250cc land speed record with the Harley-Davidson Sprint streamliner in 1965, and finished on the podium four times at the Daytona 200 roadrace during the 1960s. In 1972, he opened a Harley dealership in his hometown of Monroeville, Ohio. Roeder’s Harley-Davidson is family owned and operated today by his oldest son Will. He is survived by wife Jessie, sons Will, George II (Geo) and Jess and daughter Kami. A visitation will be held at the Jump-File Funeral Home, 109 Monroe St., Monroeville, Ohio, on Monday, May 12 from 7-9 PM and Tuesday, May 13 from 2-4 PM and 7-9 PM. Funeral services will be held at Calvary Baptist Church on Wednesday, May 14 at 10:30 AM, followed by a reception at the Norwalk County Fairgrounds and lap around the race track. Memorials may be sent to Cavalry Baptist Church Youth Activity Center in memory of George Roeder. Cavalry Baptist Church, 250 Benedict Ave., Norwalk, Ohio 44857. –Paul James Only Three Parachutes A plane with 4 passengers onboard was about to crash, but there were only 3 parachutes. The first passenger jumped up and said, “I’m Kobe Bryant, the great NBA basketball player. The Lakers need me and I can not die.” He then took the first parachute and jumped out of the plane. The second passenger said, “I am Hillary Clinton, wife of the former President of the United States. I am also a current New York State Senator and a potential future President. I am very ambitious and the smartest woman in the world. ” She then grabbed a parachute away from a little 10-year old school boy, and jumped out of the plane. The fourth passenger grabs the little boy to comfort him and said, “I am the Rev. Billy Graham and you have nothing to worry about. I am now old and don’t have many years left. Since I am a Christian I will gladly sacrifice my life and let you have the third and last parachute.” The little boy smiled, looked up at Reverend Graham and said, “Thank you sir but every things going to be okay because there’s still a parachute for you too. You see, the smartest woman in the world just took my school backpack.” –from Bob T. Happy Hours Relationship Advice My husband, not happy with my mood swings, bought me a mood ring the other day so he would be able to monitor my moods. When I’m in a good mood it turns green. When I’m in a bad mood it leaves a big freakin’ red mark on his forehead. Maybe he will buy me a diamond next time. –from Rogue Terminator Bike For Sale I have attached two photo’s of the terminator, but you can go to our web site: custommotorcyclesbysonny.com and click on Terminator for sale, and all the photo’s you will need and information about the Terminator is there. The price is 86,000.00, and the contact num. is 409-832-8992. –Denise Thunder In The Canyon Event Takes Heat An April motorcycle rally, which was known asThe Thunder in the Canyon, came under a relentless assault by local sheriff’s officials near the City of Mannford, County of Creek, State of Oklahoma. Dave Matthews, a Mannford antiques dealer, had promoted the rally in honor of his recently deceased wife. In the weeks leading up to the rally a sheriff’s official, Mike O’Keefe (Chief Criminal Deputy), released a statement to the Tulsa World in which he said that the rally would be attended by “outlaw biker regimes and criminal gangs”. O’Keefe also told the world that he was launching a 24-hour command post which would provide surveillance on the rally’s attendees. In another press action O’Keefe published a warning to bikers that the Creek County Sheriff’s Office would be establishing a roadblock and all bikers attempting to enter the event would be electronically checked for warrants and driver license compliance. It is believed that O’Keefe’s intent was to cause such a traffic delay that bikers would become impatient and abandon the rally. During the week preceding the rally Mannford officials requested a meeting with Creek County Sheriff Steve Toliver, O’Keefe’s superior. In this meeting Toliver was asked to refrain from restrictive law enforcement actions against the rally and was informed that the town’s leadership welcomed the event as a revenue-producing endeavor. Toliver issued a promise to the Mannford officials that no command post would be established. However, on the opening day of the rally a command post was deployed across the roadway and deputies manned the post along with O’Keefe. Hours into the escalating law enforcement abuse and blatant civil right violations Toliver was contacted by an Oklahoma Highway Patrol Trooper who expressed concerns that O’Keefe’s antics were causing problems and that a uncontrollable situation could arise if O’Keefe were not stopped. Toliver went to the command post and ordered O?Keefe to cease and desist. O’Keefe removed the command post but continued with his harassment of bikers, including one incident in which he coerced a local business woman to commit perjury. The purpose of this run would be to promote the rights of bikers to ride freely in Creek County and to create a public spectacle, causing voters of Creek County to understand the abusive mentality of their elected official. Any support or assistance is appreciated. Contact Information: Johnny O?Mara, Tulsa, OK. 918-748-5851 Time to hit the sunlight or the garage–We met Bob Bitchin and some of his pals at a bar overlooking a small marina in Redondo Beach. Bob published Biker, FTW and Tattoo Magazine originally. Now he sails around the world working on him magazine Latitudes and Attitudes. He wants to build another bike, now that he’s nearly 60. He had a plastered pal with him who breathed heavy on me heavy words of passion, “I ride a 100 miles every fuckin’ Day. If a fight breaks out, I’ve got your back.” He said to me over and over again between shots of Tequila. As we split he muttered the same words while stumbling down the staircase. We had a drink then slipped out the door for the return trip at 1:00. We were running the D.U.I. gauntlet from one end of the city to the other and got snagged on a desolate coastal road. I hate the drunk driving system. I think folks should be shot for wrecks while driving drunk, otherwise, leave us alone. In California a D.U.I. means $5,000 loss in fines and attorney fees, loss of license and automatic community time. I’ve seen one beer take a man down. Fortunately Sin Wu was driving while I fondled her body. She passed the flashing lights and flashlight scrutiny and we got the hell out of there, but it was a roll of the dice. The adrenaline pump, plus another woman who stroked her tattoos in the bar, had us floating on air by the time we reached the headquarters, tore our clothes off and the party really began. Happy Mother’s Day, ya’ll. Now let’s ride. The King is freshly pinstriped and waiting for me out back. –Bandit
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