waiting, waitng, waiting

f#@k this, i'm outta here...lake winnepesaukah here i come, i got a pretty decent cage i can still drive...then it's rafting down the ocoee on saturday...and while i'm at it maybe asheville on sundee...i'm gettin' my kicks no matter what

mines not making me smile so much lately, thankfully there's always the internets

so the bitch dies on me the other night at about 40mph, going up west end with a car riding right up my ass(bit of a ryan dunn moment), and i'm screaming at her "come on baby,come on baby, just make it to that next street" to no avail. nothing to do but get off, grit my teeth, pray i've got 200 or so seconds left to my life, and push 350 lbs as fast as i can uphill to the next cut in the curb while cars scream past the 4ft or so of street i'm trying to be as small as possible within. i've never hit a lady before, but i sure will leave one spent & chained to a pole on the side of the road though...

f@#king mondays

i've slowly come to the realization that i haven't been sober on a monday in ages...friday and saturday are not big drinking days for me(especially when it's warm enough to ride la cucaracha), but a monday, can't hardly get through one anymore without getting sideways of it. went and re-found this a few months back when my uncle jimmy brown was hospitalized(but only because it's one of the many songs w/ a jimmy brown in it), but damn if it don't sum up a monday for me...

trapped at 0mph...

homeownership is SUCKING. still wish i had blown all that money, i could be living in a hut in papeete, damnit. i guess my main drain pipe has clogged something fierce, for absolutely nothing works in the backside of my house, and in fact the drain in the tub is working opposite the intended direction. i've wasted the entire morning pouring countless bottles of drano and plunging every hole endlessly, waiting for a shade-tree plumber who never called, haha. filled the in-between times with hours of bollywood vids, so glass half full right...cha!

bumbaclaat!!!!!!

lotsa purty country gals out there in the sticks

backwoods swimming-hole ride

so followed jack way out in the middle of bfe cheatham county today, after a stop at the dam, to my new favourite swimming hole. i rode out to marrowbone yesterday, but it was slow, stanking, and not anywhere near as cold as it was last weekend. this new one did not disappoint... super deep under the bridge and cold. even in the shallower areas, cool spots abound. bit overcrowded but so worth the hassle. went and had catfish and re-hydrated with many ice teas at the post-flood/rebuilt riverview restaurant & marina outside ashland city afterward. that's also on my list of new favorite places, big ass deck looking out over the river and hwy 49 bridge, gonna be good for post ride beers in the fall when it cools off some. i was way too overcooked & sunstroked for it today, didn't even wanna chance a beer until i got back here to the ice cave. good adventure...

hurts more than i thought it would

the rat bastids finally did it, albeit underhandedly

not only did the news break today that the call letters for 91.1 had changed on the fcc's website, but after a supposed break in dj's for routine maintenance, about an hour into the auto-dj's set today the airwaves went dead. our beloved 91 rock is now officially dead, the last bastion of non-corporate music in nashville is a footnote now. granted a huge one in some of our hearts, but only a footnote nonetheless. no longer will 12yr old misfits find an oasis in the desert of shit radio that is nashville by turning left of the dial. turns out the frequency was bought by npr...rip wrvu, i'll miss the hell out of you

perfect morning, the swimming hole was super cold

i love those cold pockets of air in the dips out on river road too, at 55mph it's like natural air conditioning. i wanna buy a holler like that some day.

hurt so good

summer is here n cookin' my honky ass again. i'm still lethargic from sunday, 'll be september for i'm caught up to real time again. swimming hole time mate, what what

mmmmm, wish i had some of that wray & nephews