high octane junkie

rofl.. i'll accept a pale chris tucker i s'pose, heh.

you gave your right arm to be ambidextrous and it didn't work? heh. =P

mucho nice. i think you should clearcoat 'em.

yeah, i'm in a jolly mood tonite for some reason.

i don't look like ice cube. i have a picture on my profile, and a myspace link as well. =)~ thanks for your time, and see you at the dunes.

heh, classic.

okay.. you're gonna travel down yonder on the 95 towards reno. be sure and do the posted speed limits in indian springs. after you pass mercury, the divided highway undevides and becomes a two lane highway where you'll continue on your travel stuck behind a very slow moving tractor-trailer that you cannot pass for a few miles. eventually, you'll see a sign that says: amargosa valley 17 miles." you're about 25 miles away from the dunes. roughly 5 miles past the hoopla (a gas station/restaurant and some billboards) the road starts to turn around a mountain. a road, called valley view, will magically appear. if you're not going too fast, you can slow down just in time to turn without gettin' runned-over by people behind you. if you just got around the tractor-trailer and are traveling too fast to stop for the road, you can turn around a few dozen miles up the road, if the tractor-trailer driver lets you. you travel down this here road exceeding the posted speed limit because you're excited that you're gonna have sand particles in your a$$ crack, ear canals, between your teeth etc. you're gonna see a few trails leading off the road towards the dunes.. don't take those. you gotta take the trail that has the "drawn on the road last year with chalk arrows that you can barely see because they're now faded." that would be the path that you passed because you were staring at that "damn that's a bigass pile of sand" dune that you're passing because you think you missed the turnoff that you actually didn't miss until you just missed it. don't worry.. you can turn around a few miles up the road, heh. okay, now you're on the dirt road to the dunes! yes! you snake around this dirt road for about a mile until you come into a stalemate with another truck with a bigass trailer that doesn't want to move out of your way. when this happens, just flap your arms a few times while cursing and then pull off of the dirt road into the sagebrush bushes in a tazmanian devil style fury dusting your trailer and scratching the paint on your truck and pass him while he's still idling on the path and flipping you off. eventually you'll get to the area where the ground starts to get pretty soft, but is still too far from the dunes for your liking, so you just head forward a little bit more. now you've found the perfect spot to camp at, because you're stuck up to the frame in sand. you get excited that you're finally there and without setting up your camp, you drag your bike out and ride full throttle towards that bigass pile of sand you've been staring at for half an hour. you decide full throttle isn't a good idea after you've left your buttock imprint into the seat from the thrashing you just took when you hit that half-mile long whoops track that you'll try and search for a new way around everytime you return to the amargosa dunes. you're at the face of big dune now. you've massaged your buttocks and overcome the shock of how steep this dune looks, and you're ready to drive up this thing because you know your bike can make it up there, and you're a stud so why not! you twist that throttle until it's about to break the cable and fumble through gears until you've found one worthy enough of conquering this monstrosity. but there's a problem.. as big as this dune looks, the top of it comes at you awful fast! two things happen: you say "oh sh!t" and you release the throttle, hopefully doing the latter first. but you're a stud, remember? you turn your handlebars and whip the rear end of the quad around, right? welcome to amargosa dunes.. softest sand in the free world. your right front tire just picks out a spot in the sand and starts searching for china while you, unfortunately, experience the dream of the wright brothers and fly through the air until you become one with the sand. hopefully you'll land on the same side of the dune that you were riding on. hopefully you'll be able to get back onto your bike and ride back. have fun at the dunes. =)~

hey roy.. you won the ink, right?

event is today folks. lets show our support. =)~

i'm gonna see it but i don't frequent the theatres.. i'm gonna wait until it's being showed on satellite.

i'll be out there friday evening through sunday morning.

i'm not sure exactly where simi valley is, but i think it's between baker and nevada stateline, somewhat, correct? if so i'll take it. my toyhauler is winegard ready or something. i've been wanting something like that. i'm in henderson and i'm going to dumont the weekend of september 30th. i can pick it up on the way. pm me if this is okay for you. joseph.

yeah i'm with ya. you have a short sand car? i like 'em more than the sick sand travel cars but that's personal preference, just like the ford and chevy argument.

i intend on having a busa rail in the near future, but i'm stuck between a short sand car or a drakart. i want something i can take to the desert too so it'll probably be a drakart.

i liked all the rhino's, knew there was gonna be alot of 'em this year anyway but that was the machine we were mainly shopping for this year. i was upset that alot of the exhibitors weren't selling and products. one company had what we were looking for but couldn't offer us prices and was only displaying their product. we came ready to buy. we ended up not spending as much as we anticipated, but got some good ideas of what we wanna do with the rhino. also found a company to make custom arms for my shee w/ yfz450 spindles. we walked the show twice and didn't see the fodd booth. seen corva and such and i've seen petes photo's but never seen the booth myself. it was busier this year than last, and i'm looking forward to the next ssss.

going to the show on saturday. staying in the doubletree in santa ana friday night. there's a restaurant in there that has the best filet. i'll be eating there friday night. =)~ i'm gonna wear my arlen ness shop shirt to the show probably. it's "gan'sta." heh. holler.

agreed.

5'11 150 lbs of beanpole sicilian here. i can sit on the couch eating meat and potatoes all day long and lose 5 pounds. =)~

peanut butter. you need money for that i know, but how about free peanut butter? what truly makes me happy that money can't buy? reminiscing of the times i spent with friends who are now gone. those were the best of times. we grew up poor, in the housing authority.. we never had money, we never needed it. now i spend every dime i make chasing the fun we had and never catching it. those memories are worth every dollar in the world. i'd try robbing a federal bank if i could bring back my friends for just one more memory.

my order from in-n-out: two double double's no onion, and an animal fry. i effin' love the animal fries. i eat at that place probably once a week atleast. the in-n-out on sunset/95 rocks my mullet.

yeah that's it, valero. thanks brother.

i dump my fresh water on the way out. i dump grey and black at this gas station in baker, can't remember the name. you gotta pay 'em four or five dollars or so.

dan has a dyno and does dyno-tuning as well. burned a neato drag curve into my ignition for me. =)~

dan just called me from the powerhouse. it's good to hear he's back at the shop. i'm not sure if he's workin' on the bikes again but he's there and that's all good with me. get your butts on down to powerhouse racing and spend all your hard earned money. =)~

big pimpin' no gimpin'.. pimpin' whores and slammin' lincoln doors.. if ya paid it betta be suede.. okay, i'm done.