Special Delivery.

My friend and yours, Benji, dropped into the Dojo yesterday to hand deliver a beautiful springer from a nice gentleman that you may know as Eugene. It's always a pleasure to see Benji since it doesn't happen that often. Even though we only live neighboring states away from each other, it's fucking Florida and the state goes almost to Cuba with Benji being on the closer end. Thanks for acting as my personal UPS bro! See you sooner than later.

Hype Shit Up.

This is a month away. Start rummaging through your parts and saving your dollars. Keep real swap meets alive.

Backwards Pee......Thrice.

What? A demonstration had to be made.

Lil Fred.

Sponge Bob dope as hell.

Really Smart Decisions.

While we were hanging out up in Chicago, our friends from Bravetown showed us the ropes of stick and poke tattoos. Needless to say, they have inspired us to venture out on our own and give it the old college try. It worked out great I must say.

Ape Knuckles with a good strong sober smile.

Ginger Stew's tattoo was done by multiple people.

Chauncey tattooing Jesse tattooing Meeks.

Now it does wheelies.

Bowles's bike that is.

Whoops!

This may be my favorite bike ever......

Forget choppys. It's all about the Bobbys. Or Roberts as I like to call them. I took this picture a few years back and I literally studied this beauty for 20 minutes before moving onto the next bike. Then I would come back. This knucklehead resides at the National Motorcycle Museum in Iowa and it was discovered tucked away in "as is" state. How you see it is how they found it. A true dream for me. I have this photo saved on my desktop and I regularly pull it up and stare. Think about the bad mother fucker that used to cruise around on this machine. I wonder where the rest of the club's bikes could be.............

Good Hiding Spot.

This critter has got it figured out.

BMR Update!!!!! May 24-27.

Due to a bunch of shit, the Big Mountain Run had to change dates and location. The new date is May 24-27 and the new spot is not far from the original place. Jeremy Johnson assured me that the new place is more private with lake creeks for us to bathe in and a bar on the property. He also said that him and Chris have a special Haints camp set up just for us and our accomplices. I guess that works for me. Thanks guys. We'll bring a whole bag full of kisses for you.

The address of the new location is: 801 Steer Creek Road Tellico Plains, TN 37385

Remember that shit, write it down, do whatever. See you there.

The Man, The Myth, The Legend...... The Nads.

Born Free again my friend? Last year's trip was out of control. If you were there, you know.

Swazi Hair.

Mom wouldn't drop her off at the Skrewdriver show and she's pissed.

Milwaukee

Milwaukee fucking ruled it. Period. I want to spend a whole summer there and sleep in between Warren and Stacy like a little kid. We got to the city early enough to meet Warren at his awesome shop and get a good tour of stuff. Like Competition Cycles. If you are ever in Wisconsin, that shop needs to be seen. We then went and met up Cody, Dusty, and the rest of the Valley Boys at their new commune of an old blacksmith shop. These dudes rule it and know how to treat guests for sure. It was Cody's birthday and we celebrated with booze and dance battles. The main man Kid Kurpius got into town and it was off to the critter ass strip club. You can pay strippers in Milwaukee to spit in Warren's face. I got caught taking pictures and the bouncer got a face full of backwards peeing photos when he confiscated my phone. We also found out that you can get kicked out of bars really easy by jumping up and running across to actual bar. I love that town. Thanks guys.

Wouldn't mind eating this knuckle sandwich

New Frontier Shop Party.

On one of the many nights of our northern adventure, our generous host by the name of Doug threw a party for his new shop. Doug took care of us all weekend and Moon even acquired a new bike from him. The shop party was way fun and dance battle appropriate. Shit got a little out of hand towards the end of the night, but we are bikers and that's our style. Right?