Gorging myself with the old limbo 'sammich... The idea of saying goodbye to my personal hopes, dreams, and aspirations tastes like a chocolate covered piece of shit. One part of me says that the other part is walking out, and he took all the cool shit with him. On the other hand the growth of my son has evolved into the flavorful shell of why I grace this earth. I see a great deal of potential in his eyes, as if he's destined to do great things, never flinching at fear or stuttering on the thought of failure. I'll tread water with a smile if he inherits my delusional appetite for creativity.

Life; welcome to the greatest gift life has to offer... How streamlined and efficient... Wisdom is a a frighteningly sarcastic and funny mother fucker.

-^-

StreetfighterUSA

Going to start a build in the blog. Things on the net are far more distracting when it comes to building a bike, especially on a forum that sees a great deal of traffic. Sadly, I have parted with www.customfighters.com. The nightmare that is Vertical Scope recently purchased the forum, and I foresee the place turning into an absolute corporate fucking goatshow. The moderation seems to think that the only way of preventing that is through good intentions and a close knit community. I hope they're right, but the delivery of news, in regards to the VS purchase went spiraling out of control. You could definitely see how future conflicts will be treated from here on out.

I have entered a new forum, and a new platform for bike building. It's run by a good friend, and someone that truly applies a standard to the Street Fighter movement. So, by all means, if you happen to be curious about building any kind of bike; stunt, cafe, chop, be sure to stop by and sign up... www.streetfightersusa.com....

Focus on the build is my personal goal going into it all...

Dear America: Get Fucked.

Please conjure up the blind patriots and send them towards the grape shot proud. Disposable cattle force-fed dreams of greener pastures, mindlessly meandering en route to the slaughterhouse with smiles and espri de'corp. Shit smells of roses!; - if you're engrained with the "goonies never-say-die" attitudinal response mechanism. Slave begot slave, begot more fucking slaves which own slaves till the catastrophic failure of the machine(novel concept). Fuck it. Fuck it all...