Just met with my man to get some chrome knocked out. I have no idea how or where he does it but every meeting is like some shady-ass human trafficking scene where I drive up all quick and hurried into the back parking lot. My man roles up and looks in my trunk right quick. We chat for a minute. Topic moves to something stupid and then back again onto price. We shake. He takes the shit with him and on good faith, I expect him to come back. Kinda reminds me of buying drugs in Atlantic City where this kid rolls up to a park bench on a huffy and says, “you give me the money and wait here.” What ever – Fuck it. I’m stupid and I want it.
Been busy. Hit the shop in the morning and knocked out my days work by noon. Headed to Rick’s to drop off a Triumph frame for some fab work. Got home just in time to sign for a UPS package (Z-bars) and feed the dog. Checked the mail on the way out only to find my Born Loser T-shirt finally arrived. (will post later) Borrowed a trailer. Moved a bike out of storage. Hit up a local watering hole. Come 1 am – I’m back at the garage and I finally tracked down that damn oil leak! This is what I call a good day. If only I had found a little time to get some riding in.
Finally knocked out the cycle lift today. This thing has been my great white buffalo all summer long. For the past 4 months, every time I called up H.F. they were out of stock. Finally I pooled my coupons and gift cards together and had the damn thing delivered.
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March 13, 2012 2:35 pm | 
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