Archive for June, 2008

luddite-lite

In the evening times, I’ve been turning off my phone and computer and just enjoying being away from that stuff. This means that I miss some calls, including a mysterious caller from San Francisco that didn’t leave a voicemail. 

Having problems with backordered scooter parts. I wouldn’t recommend ordering from Scooter Parts Direct in Georgia. They have great prices, free shipping on orders over 400 dollars, and 10% everything if you order online. However, they don’t tell you if something is out of stock until AFTER they ship your order. They had none of the Polini parts they advertised on their site (no reed valve, no pipe, no top-end kit). I have to now order the carb/reed valve from Chicago, and the pipe and top-end kit I’ll probably end up ordering from San Diego. This is inflating the project’s pricetag quite a bit – I just hope this means I get my scooter running in time for the rally.

This weekend – lots of work and at least one day with a very cute girl. Next weekend: FOURTH OF JULY = UNPRECEDENTED AWESOMENESS. I’m keeping the details secret as to not ruin the wickedness of that weekend. 4 day weekend awwww yeah.

Off to play pool.

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June 23, 2008 at 6:12 pm 7 comments

The next two weeks

It is going to be quite Vespa-riffic round these parts. I get my first round of part on Wednesday, which includes a new cut crank, clutch plates, seals, gaskets and reed valve and new Dell’Orto 24mm carb. 

This will allow me to get everything all put together and wait for the new cylinder and piston – which I’m hoping will arrive by Friday. Along with that shipment, I’ll also have a new Polini pipe and a new CDI box.

After putting everything back together, there will be the task of properly jetting the new carb. I’ll have a general idea of where to start – but because of the new kit, new carb, new pipe etc. I’ll have to fiddle with it to get it perfect.

Then – I’ll be riding it everyday to get it broken in for our Westside Scooter Club Beach Invasion III.

So be prepared for a ton of Vespa pictures/stories/etc. I can’t wait to get it back on the road!

June 22, 2008 at 10:48 am 13 comments

Full story on Jaxon’s accident


The scene of the accident, after most of the oil and glass were picked up and ground by the traffic

Jaxon got back from New Orleans about midnight on Wednesday – I was still pretty sick but went out and checked out his bike, talked for about an hour then went to bed. The next day I was pretty excited to have my buddy back and hear his stories from the trip, so I called him and told him I was taking off work early and we can meet at Swingers and talk about the trip.

Blah blah blah, talked about the trip and general stuff. There were some things he wanted to check out on the bike, so I was eager to get it back to the garage and take it on a test drive and get my hands in the bike. 

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June 19, 2008 at 8:10 pm 13 comments

hoo dawgies

Well, wish I could say I spent the beautiful day romping around the hills, stealing pies from window sills and grabbing corn right off the stalk. But I’m quite sick and spent 99% of the day inside drinking green tea and purging my body of…. well, of snot.

Gross.

June 17, 2008 at 7:16 pm 7 comments

are you not having nightmares?

Well – if you aren’t having nightmares, let me present you with something guaranteed to give you some:

If that doesn’t keep you up at night, I don’t know what will. Wish I had this picture in college when I was pulling all nighters.

I have a cold now.

Last post: don’t worry, I’m not going nuts. I’m just tired of this city and wanted to pound it out with my hands last night. Everyone needs to get out of the city they currently live in, and it has been over 6 months for me. I’m going stir-crazy, and I don’t like what this city can do to you sometimes.

In related news – possible Robert Pollard fall tour and new band with new releases! All the news fit to print here at Pop Zeus.

Oh yeah, and I shattered the glass front on my iPhone somehow. It is a bummer.

June 16, 2008 at 8:03 am 7 comments

this city these days

Today.

I’m tired and exhausted and thinking about two years gone by and I just want to sleep them away. I look around and don’t like what I see, and so I clean and organize and pull things out of closets and throw things away. My closet is full of broken things, but they are just things. Things that record life, or at least the life that we think needs recorded and they sit in my closet broken. I pull them out and spread them around my room. Cameras and books and recorders and phones and boxes with birds in them, which aren’t even mine. I set these around my room.

This city is filthy. It is full of dirt and piss and money and sin and I’m tired of it. I’m tired of this city. I can’t wash it off, this city has seeped in me and changed me in ways I don’t even want to think about, but it’s time to. Because I want to clean myself of this city. I want to love it and I want to enjoy it, but I need to clean this city off of me. This city and this person and these things all tell a story about the last two years and I don’t like the story. I need to get up north and look for the person who left there two years ago. I want to go to the desert, where it is hot and the sun is inescapable and it burns you – it beats down on you and burns the asphalt out of you. Your bones become sand and you sweat all the regret out of your body.

But I can’t right now. So I sit here, and I write. I write to you, and I write to myself, and I write. I try and bleed out of the bad through my fingers on this keyboard but it doesn’t work yet. I look around and things are still the same. I’ve settled into a ravine – and I need to climb and climb and climb. Make amends. Bury the city and make amends with it. But it is late, and all I can do is write. And sit on my floor, in the middle of everything that is broken. I sit in the middle of everything that is broken, and I look at it. Close. I feel the things in my hands. I feel where it is broken, and I set it down.

And I start to fix them.

June 15, 2008 at 10:30 pm

I’ve thought about it…

… and I think it is time to shake the pillars of heaven at the SMOG CUTTER.

June 13, 2008 at 11:37 am 5 comments

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