Saturday, January 12, 2008

Time flies when you're having... fun?

I just realized that I have been on this little journey for over a year now. December of 2006 this hunk of Japanese aluminum and American steel came into my life. And what a strange journey the chop has taken.

Starting (supposedly) from Arizona. To camping outside the garage of a group of people that believe they are living with the second coming of Jesus. Really, they do. I cannot make this kind of shit up. Then being hauled over to my Pop's house and camping out on the back patio. To being hauled over to my one bedroom apartment and taking up a lot of space in my kitchen. Then back to Pop's for a few months before brining it over to my new digs and placing it gently in my carport.

No one told me it would be easy. Actually I think most people have said I am fucking nuts. All the while with a look of envy. Funny how that seems to be. I get these guys telling me I am more or less a nutjob for taking this task on and then doing the 20 questions bit about the entire build. Occasionally getting a hold of me just to see where I am at on it.

Yeah I have been both fanatical about building and completely lazy about even stepping out to look at it. I have weaseled every piece I could, and now I am at the point where I am trying to set aside green to buy stuff for it. I have busted knuckles, stayed up late, fantasied and ignored this bikes existence. All the while adamant that I will get it back on the road.

So where does that put me now? Guess it is time to get back to work on it. I have no excuses. I am only working one job at a time. It is starting to stay light out past five. My girl is all for me messing with it in my spare time. Though she says the sissy bar looks ghetto. But I am still keeping it. And I have all my parts right here.

Now it is time to try and get off my lazy ass and start buttoning it back up to see what stuff I have to get for it. I am going to start hauling out the parts in my kitchen closet/laundry nook out to the carport this weekend. It is time to get it all nearby. Of course it is also in some small part due to fact T brought all her stuff over and we need to find homes for it all. And carburetors in the kitchen, while giving me a hardcore biker fanatic credentials, is not really the proper place.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Yes it's time... really it's time.
good luck can't wait to see what it will look like when you are done, or even haalf way done.