Man, the little mind game I now subconsciously and automatically play on my way to the Hermit of Fink Shallow's Cave of Mystery and Mirth is to not read any of the daily words of wisdom and revelation before I actually arrive here . . . WTF?? . . . I feel like the great river serpent that has four eyes trying to cover them all with only fin . . . if you get the cut of my jib, and I'm sure you do my sage-like friend . . . still rushing from the studio session, I'll go now, sorry . . . dang, that funny tobacco . . .
Damn Man! I'm going to head over to start fishin' that muddy water and see if I can catch me one of them "V-Twin Bow-Fin's"!!!
Sheltered from the coldA Chrome pupa sits waiting Life Cycle begins
Wow, nice garage!!
Thanks guys. My shop is my refuge. My frame came in yesterday , looking for a laced rear wheel.
I think I still have a bran spankin' new 16" laced wheel hangin' in the shed.
I tracked down an old one but not sure what kind of shape it's in. If it's too trashed we may have to talk. I'm within driving distance of Wes country.
And a nice refuge it is. Nice high ceiling...jealous I am, in my noggin-knocker shed.