New Enough.com

This is a site a biker friend of mine recommended for less expensive biker gear and parts.  I haven't personally ordered from here so I can't give an opinion.  If anyone knows the site and has used it, please feel free.

Great Site for Leather and Motorcycle Apparel

I just placed an order yesterday and got a message within hours that it was shipped.  Unfortunately, they were out of 2 of the items I wanted.  I would have placed my order earlier but I was waiting for an out of stock item to be replenished.  I'm not as impressed as I was at first but I'll reserve judgement until I get my order.

Who's In Control? Who Has The Power?

In any democratic society or culture, you can easily determine who has the power.

What group is it OK to make fun of?  Who has no recourse if publicly ridiculed by a comedian?  Who cannot go to the ACLU or other such organization to seek retribution for a verbal slight?  Whatever group fits that description is definitely in power in a democratic society.  Power is held by those perceived to be strong.  If one needs protection, weakness is implied.

My Top Songs

At this level, there's really no order.  Actually, from a personal standpoint, order means nothing.  These are just ten of my favorites, songs I'd put on any medium, desert island tracks, if you will.

Xanadu - Rush
The Rooster - Alice In Chains
Shine On You Crazy Diamond - Pink Floyd
Sundown - Gordon Lightfoot
No Quarter (Live from "The Song Remains The Same") Led Zeppelin
Turn It On - Trapeze
Tell Me - Dropping Daylight
Plush - Stone Temple Pilots
Burden In My Hand - Soundgarden
Rock The Nation - Montrose
Magnificent - U2
Stairway To Heaven - Led Zeppelin
Since I Been Lovin' You - Led Zeppelin
One - U2
Vertigo - U2
The Core album - Stone Temple Pilots
Black Hole Sun - Soundgarden
The entire first album - Boston
All of Back in Black - AC/DC
Highway to Hell - AC/DC
Cold Gin - Kiss
She's Waiting - Eric Clapton
It's Only Rock & Roll - Rolling Stones
Fly Like An Eaglel - Steve Miller Band
Freeway Jam - Jeff Beck
Come Dancing - Jeff Beck
'Cause We've Ended As Lovers - Jeff Beck
Led Boots - Jeff Beck
Strange Brew - Cream
In-a-gada-da-vida - Iron Butterfly
Benny and the Jets - Elton John
Faries Wear Boots - Black Sabbath
Jesus Built My Hot Rod - Ministry
Ace of Spades - Motorhead
Open Road - Wishbone Ash
Imaginary Lover - Atlanta Rhythm Section
All The Young Heroes - Gary O
Vasoline - Stone Temple Pilots
Space Grass - Clutch
Anything I've heard by Rose Hill Drive
Sweet Leaf - Black Sabbath

Irony

Isn't it amusing how the ignorant among us bandy the word about most and define it best with their own words and actions.

My Beginning

I was born in Bethesda Hospital in St. Louis, MO on May 25th, 1966 to a father who, at the time, was a cartographer/foundry worker and a mother who did not graduate high school and had no interest in work other than that involved in maintaining a household. When I was 1½ years old, we moved to Wyoming where Dad found work hauling logs. The story goes that he packed his family in a 1956 Chevy with $50.00 to his name and headed west. My first memories are from the little town in WY where we landed: Foxpark. Altitude: 9000 ft; Population: >100. I can remember the layout of the little house. It had no bathroom, no running water. My mother used to haul water in milk jugs to fill a small tub to bathe me, to cook, to clean, to drink. I can remember peeing in a closet by the front door which also contained my ‘toy box’. I was less than 2 years old. I remember getting my head stuck in a dining room chair and having to stay in there until Mom finished mopping the kitchen floor. My first experience with fear happened when I was standing on the tiny little porch that had no railing and saw a car going by with no driver. The steering wheel was moving as if being driven but no driver was present. I was terrified and ran screaming into the house. Years later, I realized what I probably saw was a car being pulled but I made no such connection at the time. My mom couldn’t figure out what I was so upset about because I was unable to describe what I’d seen. My fondest memories of this time are of going with Mom and Dad in the log truck, an old Peterbilt my dad called ‘The Diamond T’. He used to put me on his lap while we drove up the mountain which gave me the idea that I was driving. The steering wheel was wider than my arm span. Of course I had no part in the trip down since that involved a load of logs weighing over 100,000 lbs. My mom took a few pictures of the truck and my dad on one of the trips. We still have them. Those pictures along with any Peterbilt from that time, the smell of diesel smoke and the sound of a diesel engine all evoke those memories. Foxpark was, and from what Dad says, still is a beautiful place. Judging by what I’ve seen on Google Earth, it hasn’t grown or shrank an inch since then.


This period, between ’67 and ’69 was definitely a happy one for me, probably the happiest of my childhood with the exception of a few moments here and there. The memory of childish naiveté is still fresh today. It was that time when everything was beautiful simply because the concept of ugly didn’t yet exist. The time is untarnishable. The place is recorded in my mind like the moving picture on the front page of the Daily Prophet.

Choose your examples carefully.

Both Confucius and Buddha were morbidly obese.

Verizon Sends Sales/Tek

It has kome to my attention that I'm the only hold out on my street to still use DSL.  I get DSL for $21.99/month.  Why would I want to pay more?  It's fairly reliable.  I don't download large files often enough to worry about konnektion speed.  Sure, I'd love to be able to stream live TV in HD but then I'd have to get an HD monitor.  It just isn't on my list of priorities.  This "salesman/teknisian" didn't know what he was in for.  He tells me, "You get what you pay for."  I said, "Not really!", then I proseeded to lambast him with all the problems I've enkountered with the servise.  Not reseiving my bill then being billed for a late tjarge the following month, THEN being berated by a kustomer servise rep for habitual late pays and being told, "This is the last time WE'RE going to let YOU slide".  Of kourse, it's always the kustomer's fault.  All the other kompanies I do business with send me a monthly bill even if it's the same every month but Verizon gives themselves a pass and I'm supposed to be watjing out for their delinkwensy.  I told this guy about the BBB komplaint that was resolved in my favor when they left me without internet and phone for over a month bekause they were unable to ekstend a simple dry loop to a house with previously established servise.  I told him about the hours I spent on my sell phone with kustomer servise reps in India that kalled themselves "Gary" and "Robert".  Some guy in Florida finally got the issue resolved after 32 days.  And after all that, my internet konnektion still goes down sporadikally every evening due to "inkreased traffik".  So, I said, "No, Mr. Verizon", I don't get what I pay for.  Not even klose."  He said I hadn't seen the last of them and departed amiably but I've yet to get another visit.

Spelling Rule

I before E eksept in words that have an 's' that used to be a 'c'.