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#81 Unread post by roscowgo » Sun Aug 26, 2007 10:02 am

Well for petes sake. Rode about 100 miles to go hang out with my geek buddies yesterday. For the nerds amongst us, it was a lan party. I knew there were supposed to be "isolated thunderstorms" in the area. Which 90% of the time around here means clear skies and frolicking birds.

It rained so hard at one point that visibility was down to about 10 feet.

So, Knowing that there was the possibility of rain.... i planned on staying at one of the nearby econo lodges overnight to wait it out. Also night + rain...icky in my book.

So 1 am, I load up in what is now a respectable shower, and scoot the 5 miles or so to the nearest hotel...my dripping shivering self is informed very politely that they have 1 room left, and that'll be 120$ a night. It seems it's race weekend in bristol. She called the other nearby hotels for me too, all full or even more expensive. Not having 120 or more to spare, i kinda hang out and talk to the hotel clerk until the rain tapers off.....some. Ride my wet butt to dads house..about 45 miles away. (DAMN you nascar)

I see something is wrong when i pull in, my uncle joes truck is in the yard hooked to a truck...... ok I think.... maybe i can scrounge the loveseat couch thing and catch a z or two..... oh helllll no. there are an extra 6 female midgets in the house. (step sister friends.) All of whom i managed to frighten into a squealing screaming mass of paris hiltonites. I can understand that i suppose. a 6 foot tall biker in black at 230 am wandering around muttering under his breath would upset me if it woke me up too.

Try to find a hotel in that town... it's back up to a decent rain by this time. with some lightning tossed in too. Same deal. Unwilling to sleep in dads shed on his tractor, I give up and scoot the other 50 miles home. Hey....the rains slacking off.... but fogs coming out. I learned something last night. the interstate, plus a dripping wet disgruntled rosco, with a wet inside and out useless face shield, +Fog=frozen to damn death. /sigh. laptop stayed dry though :)

Oh...bonus. jen wasn't expecting me home last night, so i got the lovely privilege of scaring living hell out of Another female in the wee hours of the morning.

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#82 Unread post by Wrider » Sun Aug 26, 2007 11:07 am

Lol wow... I guess just be glad you made it home safe, right? :laughing: That's gotta be discouraging and hilarious at the same time! Although I gotta say, if all of a sudden I was confronted by a "6 foot tall biker in black at 230 am mumbling under his breath" I'm not sure either of us would have liked the outcome! :mrgreen:
Either way, glad you're safe and all!
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#83 Unread post by AZRider » Sun Aug 26, 2007 10:02 pm

One word.
RAINGEAR.
See, one word :laughing:
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#84 Unread post by roscowgo » Mon Aug 27, 2007 1:57 am

Let me rephrase the biker in black. I was also squishing as i walked, for some reason i decided to tuck my jeans INTO my boots instead of my generally extra squiddish flappin in the breeze motif. ( i really am full gear most of the time. i just couldnt stomach those hot arsed pants as hot as it was yesterday). And dripping all over the place. (which i didnt realize. my jacket is pretty waterproof. If it's one of those serious rainstorms like i rode in coming back from maryland....then it gets a touch soggy inside, but not bad. thus the eschewing of rain gear.

The dripping is what led to the squealing. Dad's back door is in a basement. It's very dark, and there are midgets (that i can't see) sprawled all over the floor. Your general sleepover on the weekend arrangement with teenagers that don't have enough sense to live in the country and sample budweiser until they pass out on the roof at 5 am like yours truly, amongst his chosen drinking buddies. (P.S. roof tiles leave one helluva mark on our hungover cheek the next day)

It appears i dripped onto one of the sleeperoverers. at some point in my trek to the loveseat i stepped right over the legs of one of the girls. drip drip drip....what the...and the alarm was given. I had just adjusted to the dark when the screaming began, and the lights got flipped on. so i'm suddenly blind. cold. wet. still wearing my gear, and surrounded by screeching harridans and one equally perturbed couchuncle. :roll: I made it out and back home with only minor abuse, and incidental damage to my eardrums. It being the case that teenage girls tend to the supersonic range of the auditory spectrum when screeching. As i am not a labrador, once this point is reached, i am quite well off ear wise.

I think couchuncle said it well "whatthehellsgoinwhosgotmygawdamnbedhat?"

And yep, made it home just fine. as there was no chance in hell of falling asleep while being that uncomfortable.

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#85 Unread post by Shorts » Mon Aug 27, 2007 9:55 am

:laughing:

That's a terrible horrible night - but one of the most memorables I suppose it'll be. Glad you got home safe. Trips like that seem like they'll never end.

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#86 Unread post by roscowgo » Thu Aug 30, 2007 1:24 pm

Well that's an odd sensation. I drove my clankytruck today. I know... clanky is bad, but i just didnt feel up to piloting buelah this morning. Truck did fine...clank went away. In its place it left a gaping hole in my exhaust. I now sound like I have a grapefruit smuggling exhaust all to myself. And no superpowered stereo to overpower it.

I feel like I'm driving a tank. It's been a good two weeks since I drove a cage. My steering inputs are off, I find myself leaning into the door going around left turns, and I try to wave at every biker I see. People must think I'm a maniac.

Is rather nice not wearing a jacket in the heat. And as it sprinkled on me coming back from lunch all I could do was laugh.

The weirdest part is trying to not twist the steering wheel off when I want to accelerate.


Oh and one quick user story. A remote office user called me yesterday, said her PC was shutting itself off. I asked (thinking heat issues since this particular user isnt all that tidy and her computer sits on carpet), does it reboot itself or stay off? her answer, and I Quote.

"It stays off immediately always." At that point, all I could do was tell her that I would be down there asap. To myself I was thinking, Because you should be hit on the head with a brick and placed in protective custody from yourself.
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That's a terrible horrible night - but one of the most memorables I suppose it'll be. Glad you got home safe. Trips like that seem like they'll never end.


Yeah it wasn't pleasant in the least. My buddy ward bought himself a vulcan, first bike in probably 20 years, drove it for about 500 miles in upstate NY, then hopped on and did the 700 mile trip from albany to here, with no windshield. in the rain and snow, with the highest temps at 37F. :D of course he's a crazy man.

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#87 Unread post by Wrider » Thu Aug 30, 2007 2:59 pm

So what was up with the user?
And your buddy Ward is insane... :laughing:
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#88 Unread post by roscowgo » Thu Aug 30, 2007 4:03 pm

Yep Ward is ..... Different. I hang out with a fairly odd bunch. 99% of em are computer nerds of one flavor or another and about that same ratio have either direct military experience, or come from military families. I think the only branch not represented at our nerdfests are the marines.

So imagine if you will, a room full of highly caffinated redneck nerds, all of whom are about as bloodthirsty and aggresive as its possible to be and not live in a cell.... and a good portion of us ride bikes.

The user...I have no idea yet. I havent gotten a chance to ride over there and extract the craziness from her head.

On the plus side, its a wonderful ride to that particular office, 40 miles or so, and most of it twisty mountain road. That special WV brand of twisty even. Hopefully they've cleaned the road of some of the gravel in the 180 degree turns though.

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#89 Unread post by roscowgo » Tue Sep 04, 2007 1:02 pm

Since this is a motorcycle site, i'll post something that has absolutely nothing to do with bikes.


Jen and I found ourselves with a loaner kid yesterday. 5 years old.... and a hellion. (aren't all 5 year olds considered hellions though?) Jennifer went on and on about him being from the boonies and that we'd get along great together yadda yadda...She then proceeded to take me somewhere with streetlights and call it the wilderness....eh she don't know no better.

I couldnt help but notice......that good lord she's (to me) overprotective.

We wound up at a swimming pool. I'm a nice sunburnt rosco today by the way. Jen is 15 kinds of paranoid. Absolutely convinced the poor kid was just gonna suddenly burst into flames while drowning and that an artillery barrage was going to land on him at the same time. I Do understand looking out for a kid. Really. The level jen wants to take it to.....yikes. She woulda had 10-15 heart attacks per minute watching me at 5.

Let's contrast and compare. Me at 5. Riding a self propelled push mower around the yard, riding my bike in the road with just a pair of shorts on, shooting anything and everything that chanced to grab my attention with a .177 pellet rifle, riding my bike in the road alone, every day to the post office, being shooed out of the house just after dawn and having to be drug back in at 9 or 10.... lawndarts. hell i lived less than a mile from an open mineshaft, and used to walk barefoot in the creek over to it so i could throw rocks in. I was as brown as it was humanly possible to be and still be Caucasian. I used to go wildly running off into the woods. alone. for hours at a time, to swing out over cliffs on a grapevine that i had cut with my MACHETE for gods sake.

Poor kid we watched yesterday at 5. .... not allowed to jump in the pool (shallow end about chest height with a life guard literally 4 feet away), can't go down a slide alone, not allowed to run at a playground, scared to death of everything. One of his recurring comments at every unexpected thud or bang noise during the day was a panicked look around and a Shomebawdy got huwt!

I do understand that it's a bloomin miracle that I lived. Much less with all my digits sight and without a ceramic plate in my head..... but goodness sakes. let the kid jump in the pool and go down a slide.

/sigh. Not having kids..I just don't know though. Parents am I wrong in assuming that you shouldn't cover your kids with cotton batting 24 hours a day? I'm just trying to understand. Help me out here.

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#90 Unread post by sv-wolf » Tue Sep 04, 2007 1:41 pm

Agreed 100% Rosco. Well, maybe 85%. If you were my kid, I guess one of us would have ended up in intensive care by now :lol:

But yeah, I hate to see kids have all the physical enthusiasm and courage knocked out of them by overprotective parents and a nanny state.

Having said that I can understand parent's fears for their children. I'm much more anxious for the wellbeing of other people than I am of myself. I think that's just a condition of being adult. It's like some biker friends of mine who are determined not to let their kids ride. But how did they get to be so protective? My parent's generation weren't like that at all - not where I grew up, anyway.

I probably have a slightly greater survival instinct than you by the sound of it. (:D) But I got kicked out of the house every morning and came home at night all cut up or covered in bruises and cowshit. We roved miles over the fields and through the woods by ourselves. I didn't have any brothers or sisters but I had an army of first cousins - about fifty of them (one of my many aunts had 17 kids). Their parents were far too exhausted to keep track of them all and they managed to survive one hell of a knockabout childhood. Well, thinking about it... most of them did! Whoops! Ahh... :oops: I don't know. Maybe this generation of parents is right after all.

Still, I don't like to see kids who are so fearful they won't venture on anything that involves a risk. Takes all the fun out of life.

Afterthought: on the other hand I don't like to see kids under a lot of pressure to take risks when they are just not up to it, either. There was a lot of that when I was a kid, as well, perhaps more so than today (?) It stressed some kids out and damaged their lives, I think. I just like to see people enjoying themselves.
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#91 Unread post by blues2cruise » Tue Sep 04, 2007 2:53 pm

over protective???cuz it wasn't your kid.....

and in our (yours mine and SV's) kid days things were different. We played outside all day. We never had to worry about being stolen off the street. And people didn't sue everyone for every little bump and bruise.
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#92 Unread post by roscowgo » Tue Sep 04, 2007 6:41 pm

I'm not sure if it was over-protective or not.....All i have to judge by was me. If the kid would have been me, i would have been freaked completely by a place with this many stoplights. Nevermind someone telling me not to hang by my feet from the top of the tallest tree i could find.

I was just.....wild. It must have been like trying to herd cats raising me.

And I was actually fairly mild compared to some of my relations. At least I always cut my grapevines so I didn't swing over briar patches. Looking back I don't think I had any fear. I got my first actually only go-kart when i was about 5. Instantly hopped on, and went head on into a fencepost at about 35. :laughing: Once the bleeding stopped and i strapped a pillow to the steel steering wheel I was off again. And i was alone. Only child like SV, but i only got to see my herd of cousins two or three times a year. You could count on one or all of us bleeding before that day was over.

Town was a good half hour away. nearest neighbor that had a kid was about 12 miles away.

1 channel till i was about 16.

*edit. just a totally different world then, than now. They have cable internet there now.....internet. wow.

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#93 Unread post by Apollofrost » Wed Sep 05, 2007 3:06 am

I think that a balance needs to be struck between over protection and just leaving a child to their wits. How much of each... that's kinda tricky and it varies on the child and the situation.

The best ratio would be giving the child enough freedom to come up against some challenges so that they can test themselves and find their limits, but not get in over their heads.
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#94 Unread post by roscowgo » Fri Sep 07, 2007 9:55 pm

Heh I've been a bad rosco. I just couldn't say no though. She seduced me into it.

Jen got some parking lot seat time on buelah today. Started out with the straight line walk the bike....hour or two later and shes riding laps. Feet on the boards. Grin on the face......

It's been an exceptional evening.

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#95 Unread post by roscowgo » Mon Sep 10, 2007 10:20 am

Time for a new rear tire.

Today is the last time I'm riding buelah till I get that sorted. I'm 500 over my recommended valve inspection too. Ah well. she needed a good thorough de-funking. Might be the right time to look at fixing my seat too. I think once I get the new rear on, I may take it to dads and pull off the wheels and pay some attention to my bearings/final drive. Haven't decided if I want to try tackling the valves yet or not. Did click over 8k on the way to work this morning :D

I think I need another vacation. One where I actually rest. It seems like it's a constant gogogogogogoggogogoogoggo thing happening in my head lately. I just wake up in the mornings these days. saturdays I sleep in...till 7 and sometimes when i'm really wild 8. I want about 3 couch days. No people. No computer, no work, bike.....nothing. Just me, comfy shorts, greasy hair, and a whole heaping helping of some really really bad tv.

Aren't people who work too much and are hyper-active supposed to be skinny for goodness sake?

On the other hand, I believe it's time to start really househunting with Jen. We've been kinda half-arsed looking, a couple of appointments here and there from drive by for sale signs. I don't really want much out of a house. I don't have that much junk to store. (I pretty much live out of one drawer, and the top of a closet.) What I do want....AC (this is the first time I've ever had AC. I'm in love.), close enough to town to get high speed internet, a garage. And I would prefer something at least a bit off the road, and no stairs if i can manage it, a spot for a little garden, and a room where I can be all nerdy that isn't the garage.

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#96 Unread post by roscowgo » Mon Sep 10, 2007 10:40 am

Hrmm the house bit got me thinking.

If I were to say win the lottery tomorrow. What would I do living arrangements wise?

I think I would have a house built. say er....50 acres or so of land. wooded-away from town a ways Big garage. lots of garage gadjets. Bike lifts, lots of tools, lots of space.

The house itself would be one of those "smart houses". Computer controlled everything, sound and video built into the house for entertainment stuff, a couple of nerd rooms..... maybe one of em really big for LAN party type things. one of those blacked out movie rooms. Big humongous bathrooms, pool. If possible some ginormous shade trees.

And what I've always always wanted....a soundproofed library. Dark wood everywhere, big comfy couches and chairs. Somewhere that you could really get down and let your brain gnaw on some good thick books. Some window seats so you could sit and watch it rain. Somewhere to spend some of those quiet moments. The ones where you stare and worry about things, or when you blink and realize you've been roaming some deep dark forest of the mind for the past 45 minutes and didn't realize it.

Critters everywhere. dogs cats hedgehogs. A place to play on things with knobby tires. Somewhere that it's ok to unload a few hundred shots from a 22 at a tin can or 12.


Mostly though.... What I want most...is that warm feeling. I don't think you can get that no matter how perfect the house or situation is. I think that warm feeling grows out of the roots you put down. Adversity overcame, good times shared, triumphs, defeats, thanksgiving dinners with a family nap in front of an NFL game while the kids toss lawn darts at each other out back. Some places have it. My grandmas house does. Some places are working on it. Some places never will.

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#97 Unread post by roscowgo » Mon Sep 24, 2007 9:07 am

Good grief. I'm freakin tired. And sore. Have I mentioned tired? I've developed huge bags under my eyes. Bleh. People in their 20's, other than me ti seems, only need to sleep 5-6 hours during a weekend.

Went to the beach this weekend. Myrtle beach that is. Lord what a tourist trap. 30 dollar ball caps. 40 dollar t-shirts. 40 dollar buffets with 7 things on em. :frusty: :frusty: :frusty:


Spent 80% of the time there shopping. I didn't wanna shop. the other three goombahs i went with wanted to shop. I have no idea what the appeal of staggering along with 1500 other out of town goobers, ohh-ing and aahing at shops with way way way overpriced crap, when its in the 90's, OUTSIDE, for 7 hours a day is. Eh. Funny part of the trip was, after spending all day becoming as exhausted as possible shopping, the dingbats I was with would all loudly declaim that the 2 hours we managed to spend in the ocean was WAY more fun than shopping. <sound of rosco gritting his teeth> Of course soon after making sure they vocalized how much Better playing in the water was, they would immediately make plans to haul "O Ring" the next day and repeat the performance. <sound of rosco chewing his liver>

Next time I go down there, i'm taking the bike, or i'll rent a scooter. Yall shop...i'm goin over this way for awhile.


I did find out that Jen is skeeeered to death of waves. Heh. Poor girl. She's so panicky. Managed to get her out to about upper thigh level, Just into the first lil calm spot where you don't get beat to death. Wave comes along thats about chest height.... picks her up an inch or two and sets her down. You woulda thought I poured a 5 gallon bucket of scorpions down her swimsuit before setting her on fire. I do have some lovely strangle marks from it though lol.


It seems south carolina doesn't have a helmet law. Good grief. out of the 3 or 400 bikes i saw down there, i counted 5 helmets. Eh, none of my business. I did see one guy on a KLR that was atgatt. I did feel sorry for him...he wasn't wearing mesh anything. I gave him a thumbs up and a nod at the gear at a light. He seemed startled and gave me the wave. :laughing: I must have looked forlorn and out of place on foot. :D

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#98 Unread post by roscowgo » Sat Sep 29, 2007 11:03 pm

I finally managed to save up enough scratch to get a fresh tire on the rear. Good grief I wouldn't even use that thing as a tire swing now. Went with a Pirelli Mt66 on the rear this time. 124$. with mounting and balancing. sheesh. Glad my car tires arent that much. I think I spent 220 for a set of 4 last time I got some on my truck. It should be here thursday.

Jen is studying hard for her bike learners test so that she can do the MSF. That keeps me pretty excited. I think I told yall that she fell "O Ring" over teakettle in love with an older ls-650. That one took a walk shortly after we looked at it. I'm trying to point her toward a place in ohio that seems to have some very good deals. got an OTD quote of 3900 on a 0 mile 07. Over the phone. I like places that quote 400 under MSRP to random yahoos on the phone.

Girl has expensive tastes though. Most memorably she sent me to look at a fairly heavily customized wide glide. $$$ yeesh. Darlin You need a bike. Not a down payment on a house. Oh she called me the other day and asked if BMW made bikes.....and just how expensive were they? :shock: Maybe I can talk her into a 1200 GS and let her ride buelah while I work on iron butt patches :D

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#99 Unread post by roscowgo » Tue Oct 02, 2007 10:19 am

Dear sir or madam,

I see that you have leapt full heartedly into the ownership of your 1992 katana. I realize your desire for your new motorcycle was intense, but in the future please refrain from creeping your sorry DNA gargling "O Ring" into the parking lot in the middle of the night and loading the steamwhistle onto a truck.

I would like to point out the many fine qualities of your new bike. First is either the bent frame, or the uneven forks. One of these two conditions will provide you with a lovely, refreshing, increasing severity headshake at speeds above 30 mph. Second I would like to draw your attention to the petcock, no doubt by now you've noticed there is no way to turn it off. Yes the gas gushing forth uncontrolled is a modification I worked long and hard to perfect, enjoy it. Light up a smoke. Live it up. Thirdly, you have undoubtedly by now also noticed that the bike won't run. This is due to all 4 carburetors being in a bucket behind my house. A safety feature all suzukis should adopt in my opinion. Had you not been in such a hurry to leave with said cycle you no doubt would have looked under the unbolted gas spewing fuel tank and taken notice of this.

And lastly dear sir or madam, I would like to take this chance to congratulate you on your evident wisdom, in going for the semi vintage choice in bikes. By choosing the non-running, dangerously unsafe, low monetary value katana to steal. Instead of the new C50, or perhaps the unchained brand new SV-650 sitting 20 feet away. You have shown the true judgment of a true mental Giant. Indeed I would go so far as to speculate that you are in fact a card carrying MENSA member. Please feel free to call again and leave more footprints from the gummy mixture of spilled gas and asphalt.

Sheesh. Not only is my bike stolen. It was stolen by a "procreating" mentally challenged. Not just any mentally challenged. This is one of those special "exceptional people" that aren't allowed out of the basement without the shock collar around their nuts. Not that I'm unhappy that the "bloody" brain trust didn't take my working bike, or my rather nice neighbors brand new sv..... but gosh sam. Nothing on that bike was even bolted down. the tank would fall off if the "procreating" wind blew too hard. Why in the name of all thats "procreating" holy would you steal such an utterly worthless piece of "poo poo" bike? Not only does the "person of questionable DNA" not run at present, you can't even tinker with the thing to get it running because it HAS NO "procreating" CARBURETORS. The spewing gas thing? yep thats true. full 5 gallon tank. the petcock won't shut off. who the hell steals something like this? Would be like passing up a Ferrari for a wheelbarrow. A wheelbarrow thats on fire and coated with Ebola turds.

What the "fudge".


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#100 Unread post by Wrider » Tue Oct 02, 2007 11:51 am

Wow... just wow... Really sorry to hear it was stolen Rosco! That sucks! Although, did you have insurance on it? If so you'll probably get more than it was actually worth, if the condition you describe is accurate. And as for the neighbor's SV, where do you live??? :wink:
Anyway, again, sorry to hear that, let us know if you find anything out or if they return it with a note saying "That wasn't fair to us, we wanted to steal something with SOME value!"
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