2009 Frost Your Nuts Run. All you need to know right here. All Info. was verified W/ Mallalieu Bar in North Hudson, Wisconsin

Your

Question:

Does this involve running?

Answer:

I sure as Hell hope not, Cause I plan on riding me motorsickle.

It's a motorcycle ride Dummy!

Question:

When is the 2009 Minnesota - Wisconsin Frost your nuts run?

Answer:

Saturday, October 10th, 2009

Question:

Where is the Minnesota - Wisconsin 2009 Frost Your Nuts Run Starting Point?

Answer:

The run gathers in the morning. People start showing up to hang around pretty early; roughly 10:00 A.M. or earlier. The run leaves the Mallalieu Bar in staggard groups randomly as early as 10:30 A.M. t0 noon.

Question:

Where is the Mallalieu Bar?

Answer:

North Hudson, Wisconsin.

Google Map to the Mallalieu Bar, in North Hudson, Wisconsin

For those using GPS, wanting the actual Street Address of the Mallalieu Bar, it is:

414 Wisconsin St. N.

N. Hudson, Wisconsin

54016

Should you need to contact the bar, the Ph# is (715) 386-8165.

SOA review not done yet

In case some of yuo were wondering...I never even got to watch the show last night. Work got the better of me. I was up till around 11:00 P.M. doing paperwork. I recorded it though, and will try to watch it sometime today/tonight, and post something on it for recap-review tomorrow, or possibly later on today/tonight.

Till then,

later

Chemical engineering

I have a little secret most of you probably didn’t know about me. I don’t mean to boast, but felt it was time to share with some of you who have been reading my blog quite some time now that I started studying this quite early on in life and have been fortunate enough to have gained a chemical engineering background.

With this being said; One of the things I enjoy most is converting beer, wine, whisky, brandy, and other similar liquids into a chemical compound mixture of H₂O (NH₂), ₂CO (urea), NaCl (sodium chloride), and a number of other dissolved salts and organic compounds, which is my friends, "Urine".

Good day and cheers mates!

“Pee”.S.,

I’d stay and chat, but I gotta go, gotta go, gotta go right now.

Is it Friday yet??

Knocking me on my ass. More money out of my wallet.

My engine is making Loud noises at normal operating temperatures only. It's time for me to get some new lifters. I read that if a lifter develops a loud noise when engine is at normal operating temperature, but is quiet when engine is below normal temperature, it indicates an excessively fast leak down rate or scored lifter plunger, and it is then recommended to recondition or replace lifters.

Well folks this is what I've got to do this winter. While the bike will be disassembled, since I don't have adjustable pushrods, I will be adding some S&S adjustables and covers as well. And well you know the foot bone is connected to the ankle bone is connected to the shin bone.

They say when you change your cams, you have to change the lifters. It doesn't necessarily hold true vise versa, but isn't a bad idea. Besides, if you were ever going to do the cams, now is the time, since I'm already going to be in there adding Jim's tappits right? The adjustables will allow me to do this kind of thing in the future without having to take the top end apart. Hopefully, I won't need to get back in there after this one for quite some time, but you never know. Now is the time to add an ounce of prevention incase something like this happens again down the road. I guess I look at it as insurance. If I never need it great. If I do, great. Additionally, by adding these S&S parts & Jim's lifters (tappits), I'll not only be able to get rid of the damn knock, I'll gain a bit of performance as well. I guess this means I need to custom paint something for someone quick to help support my habit.

Son's Of Anarchy Season 2 episode 3 review

SOA Season two Episode 3 starts off with Bobby doing his Elvis impersonation singing gig at aBar mitsvah . Bobby and Clay are talking and Bobby is bitchin about having to do these. Clay asks him why he is then. Bobby tells Clay that he needs the money with all the debt he accrued while in jail. Clay tells Bobby that with his bad shoulder from the gunshot he isn't much good in the garage, so why doesn't he take over the books for the new porn partnership. Clay makes this decision for the club without asking for a vote, or even asking Jax. This puts even more separation between Clay and Jax. Ultimately for the good of the club and for Bobby, Jax ends up being O.K. with the decision. Bobby asks Jax if things are gonna be O.K. because there is a lot of uprising tension and confrontation between him and Clay. A lot of the guys are worried. Jax assures Bobby that it will all be O.K., it's just father son shit.

Gemma and Clay haven't had sex since Gemma was gang raped. They aren't even getting along. The tension between them grows until there is a fight in the parking lot of the new porn studio for all to witness. See, the thing is, Clay has no idea Gemma was gang raped, and doesn't see what is so dang hard to get over a car accident. Gemma and Tara confide in each other about this. Gemma tells tara it ain't the puss, it's her head. A bit later Gemma is at the garage in the office and in walks Sheriff Unser. He wants to know how Gemma is doing. He starts talking about a confidential therapy group for victims of sexual assault. Gemma blows him off, and he leaves. Not a split second later, and in walks Tig from an open back door. We are lead to assume that he heard about the sexual assault therapy group, but he never says anything about it to anyone the entire episode. We'll have to wait and see later on if he did indeed hear it or not, and what he will do with the information if he did hear it.

Luanne has a melt down about Bobby doing books. We find out why a bit later in the show. Bobby find out and confronts her in the fact that she has been skimming from the beginning. Nothing happens with this yet either. Bobby says he will bring it to the club and what happens will be a club decision. Luanne tries to buy him off with promises of paying back every dime, and we can also assume that she has sex with him as well. They don't show it. Yet again another thing left hanging for us to find out in later episodes where they will take us with this. Damn, they do a good job of weaving the web of cliff hangers.

Ethan Zobel confronts Deputy Hale and tries to convince him to deliberately allow drugs, and drug dealing into Charming to create a temporary problem which will allow him to flush out a permanent one, (SOA). You see, the citizens of charming practically worship SAMCRO because they keep Charming free of drugs and drug dealings. To allow them in would give Charming citizens a reason not to want, or feel they don't need SAMCRO anymore.

SAMCRO finds some drug deals going on in Charming and wants to put a stop to it. They pressure one of the drug dealers into telling them where the crack house / meth lab is. Then they holding a club meeting and decide to keep themselves from liability they won't blow up the crack house, they will let the law handle this one. Jax talks to Hale, and Clay talks to Unser. It appears here that they are pitting the two against each other. We'll yet again have to wait and see. Hale goes out to the house tipped off by Jax, and Hale runs into Ernest Darby at the Crack house / meth lab. He and Darby talk. Darby gives him an envelope with a "rather large" gift certificate to one of Zobels Cigar shops. Hale takes it. Shortly after, he calls Jax and tells him the house is nothing. Jax knows otherwise. The club goes there that night and shoots the place up and then blows it to kingdom come. Just before it blew we got a shot of the guys talking and asking who had the remote to detonate the explosives. They said we aren't using one. Then we see Opie running out of the house and a split second later it blows. Opie gets tossed into the air pretty far, but is unharmed.

Jax and opie are talking at a party at the clubhouse and Jax asks Opie if he has a death wish. He talks about the explosion and the carving of the anarchy "A" on the Mayans chest/stomach. Opie says he's fine.

From the very beginning of the episode we find Tara is being confronted by one of the porn stars and that she has the hots for Jax. She is clearly trying to take him away from Tara. The show ends with another confrontation at the clubhouse and Tara and Jax are doing the nasty when the porn star walks in on them.

This was where we left off. This was clearly a packed episode. Can't wait for more!

As always, I would love to hear you chime in with anything you feel I might have missed, got wrong, or just want to chime in and say you loved it.

How good is Your Motorcycle Oil?

How good is Your Motorcycle Oil?

The argument about what the best oil for your motorcycle has been keeping internet forums in business for years and yet the great debate still rages on. Do a simple online search and you will get mounds of information on dino oil vs. synthetics and synthetic blends against Full Synthetics. Then the debate rages on as to which full synthetic is better.

I do not want to enter into a debate over oils. I will however tell you to use one with the proper ratings your MOM, (Motorcycle Owners Manual), calls for. I will also tell you to change the oil at least at the factory recommended intervals. Lastly, use a good oil filter. Oil filters are not all created equal, but that is another raging debate, and the topic of another article.

I will share with you what I have seen with my own eyes about engine oils. One of our automotive supply dealers, Dealer Industries, representatives came buy the shop with a Bardahl representative to demonstrate some of their products for the Technicians and I got to set in on a couple demos. One of those demos was for Bardahls engine oil additive.

For the engine oil additive demo they had a machine set up to demonstrate their additives lubricating prowess. This machine was basically a heavy duty metal box with an electric motor inside. The motor was hooked up to spin a bearing race on front of the box. There was an amp meter hooked to the motor to show how many amps the motor was drawing as a bearing as pressed down against the spinning race. On top of the box was a series of levers to increase leverage on an arm that held the bearing to press against the spinning race. The bearing was a standard case hardened cylinder shaped bearing similar to a wheel bearing. The arm was also hooked up to a pressure gauge that included a marker to mark the highest pressure the gauge went to. On the front of the box was a small container to hold the oil that was being tested against the spinning race and kept it about one quarter submerged.

They started by testing the bulk oil, Chevron 30 SAE weight, we use for engine oil changes at the dealer I work at. They turned on the machine that started the race spinning and made sure it was smooth by rubbing a piece of emery cloth against it as it spun. Then they filled the oil cup with the bulk oil. The bearing race now was one quarter submerged in the bulk oil as it spun. A new bearing was attached to the arm directly above the race and the operator pulled the lever down and started pressing the bearing against the race that was spinning in the oil. He slowly applied more and more downward force. As the force of the bearing increased against the spinning race the amperage the motor was drawing increased as did the gauge showing how much pressure was being applied to it. Finally enough downward pressure was applied to the bearing that it stopped the race from spinning.

The operator released the pressure and the black arm of the pressure gauge marked where the bearing seized the race. The pressure gauge did not make it very far up with the dino oil lubricating the bearing and race combination. If memory serves me right it only went up to around 25 on the gauge. What that number relates to in pounds per square inch I’m not sure but the point to remember is where that mark is in relationship to the other test marks.

Next he added some of the Bardahls engine oil treatment to the dino oil, about a half a teaspoon I would guess. Then he started applying pressure again. This time the bearing did not lock up until the pressure gauge read around 95. I was slightly impressed in the change their additive made. I must admit I was also very skeptical and everyone watching was looking for some slight of hand, after all we all refer to these chemicals as “snake oil”.

The demonstrator then said lets compare that to the synthetic that you use. We gave him a bottle of the Mobil 1 10W-30 we use in our synthetic oil changes. He proceeded to clean off the race, clean out the little oil cup and rotated the bearing so we could see how the Mobil 1 stacked up. While this was going on I asked him if their additive was compatible with motorcycle wet clutches and he did not know. Finally he was ready to test the Mobil 1.

I was not sure how I expected the Mobil 1 to do on this test but I know that I expected it to do a lot better than it did, especially after all the hype and the expense of Mobil 1. The demonstrator slowly pressed down and the bearing locked against the race bringing it to a stop with the pressure gauge reading around 45. For some reason I had expected it to do a lot better than the dino oil with a little additive thrown in, but it hadn’t. I them asked if he had tested AMSOIL on the machine and he had not but offered to if I had any. I asked what other synthetics he had tested and it was good to hear that he had tested Royal Purple and it had gotten one of the highest readings.

Curiosity was about to kill me now so I went out to my Mistress and got the half a quart of AMSOIL 20W-50 Motorcycle oil I keep in my saddlebag to have it tested. The Bardahl representative finished cleaning off the race, bearing and oil cup and we were ready to test the AMSOIL. Note that this test was not completely fair against the Mobile 1 because the AMSOIL was 20W-50 weight oil and the Mobil 1 was 10W-30. I thought the results were spectacular and it made me very happy in the oil I had chosen to run in my Yamaha V-Star 1100 Classic. He slowly applied pressure again and the gauge just kept going up and up even passing what the Chevron oil did with the Bardahl additive.

The bearing finally did seize against the spinning race and stopped it with the gauge reading around 135. I was impressed by the AMSOIL. The bearing itself incurred the least amount of damage from the race with the AMSOIL as well. The only variance in the tests that I could tell was the rate at which the operator applied the downward force to the bearing. If this part could be automated it would have taken out the only variable and opportunity for slight of hand that I could see. I honestly do not think that it would have made a difference in the outcome of the tests though.

I did not write this to bash other engine oils or to put AMSOIL up on a pedestal. I did want to let everyone know what I had witnessed with my own two eyes. I also kept the bearing that they used in the demos and have pictures to show the amount of damage done to the bearing before it locked the race up. I wish I had taken a picture of the machine they used for the demonstration. I could not find a picture of one on the internet, only similar ones. The amp gauge was nice in that it showed how much friction was there between the race and bearing as it strained the motor. I was happy with the AMSOIL results and makes me want to switch to AMSOIL in my other vehicles if I ever get some new ones. I give AMSOIL 20W-50 Motorcycle oil a M.M.M rating of 10.

Ride on,

Torch

Rescue Ink Unleashed

Rescue Ink Unleashed is having their season premier this month. September 25th, 2009!

Bikes, Tattoos, Big tough guys and even bigger hearts

with soft spots for animals in need of rescue.

What's not to like? It sounds good to me.

Then again, those of you who regularly read my blog, know I'm a softie for the 4 legged critters of this world.

I hope the show is a success! I'll be watching, will you?

Flood run.

Hey local Minnesota and Wisconsin Cheeseheads,

I'm riding in the Flood Run this Saturday the 19th.

If you are out there and see me, don't be shy. Say hi.

Son's Of Anarchy Season 2 episode 2 review

This episode shows that the program will pick up momentum, just like season one did. Kurt Sutter, is indeed a great writer. He shows great character building skills as pointed out by the lovely Mrs. M., who was an English Major.

Sheriff Wayne Unser kicks off this episode by responding to an anonymous tip and arrives at the warehouse that Gemma was Gang raped in. He takes Gemma in his car to find out that she does not want to go to the hospital. In fact, she doesn't want anyone to know what happened, because if she tells it will hurt Clay and Jax and then "they" win. In order to keep what happened to her a secret, the sheriff fakes a car crash with Gemma's Cadillac. Meanwhile Tara and Gemma strengthen their bond with each other in confidentiality, and Tara takes care of Gemma at the hospital without anyone knowing why she is really there.

Tig gets a call from Marcus Alvarez of the Mayans. He hands the phone over to Clay. Come to find out that they found one of their own shot up in the chest holding up nine fingers. Clay denies knowing anything about it. He blows a nut because he figured it had to be Jax who did this. Clay confronts Jax and Jax admits he did it to cover up Opies Carved "A", and said it seemed like the right thing to do. Spur of the moment kind of thing. Clay gets pissed, and thus the start of the up front confrontation of Clay gettin up in Jax's shit about challenging what he does for the club, how he does it, and why.

Tig and Clay meet the Gang members from the One-Niners to talk about setting up a gun trade. Neo Nazi, A.J. Weston (Played by Henry Rollins) is in his car taking pictures of them, when Sheriff Wayne Unser pulls up and shoes away the One-Niners and SAMCRO Just then, Unser breaks the news about Gemma's accident to Clay, and they all take off. Since Clay is convinced that Gemma got in an accident and has no clue she was gang raped, Clay is basically a happy dude hanging out in the hospital with his grandson Abel. A.J. pops into the hospital, and sees this. He knows now that Gemma must not have told Clay, or he would not be so happy. A.J. Weston Breaks this news to Ethan Zobelle, (Played by Adam Arkin) . They say that she must be tougher than they had estimated her to be.

A new battle begins with Loretta. (Remember her from last season?) Ex porn star, now has her own porn business. Borrowed money to SAMCRO, has Hubby in jail. Anyway, Georgie, a rival porn producer tries taking her girls, and stealing her business. Has some thugs to help him out with his dirty work(no pun). Jax and crew step up to help her with these thugs, and makes threats. Bobbi barfs all over one of Georgie's body guards. Too funny, Too Gross! Georgie and thugs don't take kindly to the biker threats, and rough up one of Loretta's girls. Now SOA is taking this seriously. They go over for a little game of baseball, if you know what I mean. Thug threat ended just like that. Loretta needs some help financially, or her business will be ruined. Apparently, the money she borrowed to SOA last season (by threat of Gemma) was more than she could have afforded to borrow. SOA also could use the financial gain of a partnership as the gun runnin Biz is slow due to heat from the Feds. So they talk about striking a deal with her. Use the warehouse that they recently built for guns to house her with a porn studio. The deal is for a 50/50 split in profit. The club has a meeting on this. Clay is somewhat opposed to the idea. He says that clubs tend to run into trouble when they get involved in too many different things. Jax says, look, This is a legitimate business that could take the head off of us for the guns with the Feds. They take a vote. Tig says "I AM a big fan of pussy." and the rest of the club agrees. Done deal.

The gun trade with the One-Niners takes place and a big shoot out begins. The Mayans are there to shoot at the One-Niners, and what appears to be deliberate on SOA as well. Bobbi Gets shot. No one from SOA is dead though. It is later revealed that Ethan Zobelle tipped off the Mayans about the gun trade.

I like to go bak and re-watch, and take notes of my recorded show before doing this re-cap, but since I didn't have time and wanted to get this out to you, forgive me if I F'd any of the information up, or forgot something. For now anyways, I can't think of anything else that I might have forgot to put in this recap of the show.

Please feel free to chime in and add to this.

Please feel to correct me in comments if I misquoted, or had a name, Etc. wrong.

I really enjoyed this episode. Can't wait until the next!

Broken Trust

To whom it may concern,

Here is my letter about trust.

Yesterday, I rode out for lunch in St. Paul to meet a couple of my friends Blaine and Pamela, which I recently met on the internets machine thingy. We all rode our bikes there. The place, (which I don't want to mention as I don't want any ill effects on their business), is a normal kind of restaurant/bar, but is also known for being biker. It is one of the few places that has a true mix of people who frequent their establishment. They have regular bike nights, Etc., which led me to feel very comfortable in their surroundings.

Right away, when I pulled into the lot, an employee and some other's had commented on my ride. That made me feel like this was a place where biker types are truly welcome.

I've been on many a bike rally/ runs, whatever you want to call them. Felt just as comfortable.

So comfortable, in fact, that I, just like many others, will leave my jacket, helmet, gloves, etc, on my bike, walk away, and think nothing of it. I guess there is just some kind of trust factor that another brother would not touch your shit. Just like they wouldn't touch your bike.

So just like many times before, I strapped my helmet, and slung it over the handlebars, and went in for a bite to eat with Blaine and Pamela. Lunch was terrific. We had some kickin pizza.

We were saying our goodbyes, and going out the the parking lot, when I noticed right away that my helmet was missing. I said, " Hmm, Looks like someone else wanted my helmet more that I did." I couldn't believe it got stolen. Lesson learned. It ain't about trust. It's about fear. Come to think about it, The only reason a lot of thieving type of people wouldn't attempt this at a biker rally is because you never know who owns what, and who is watching their brothers shit. You wouldn't dare take something that doesn't belong to you because of the fear of getting your ass handed to you.

Sad thing is, when I left it there, strapped over my handle bars, all of this crossed my mind. But I didn't really want to take it inside with me. I figured it'd be fine. I could trust that no one would touch my bike or the helmet. (WRONG!)

Anyway, I'll order a new one today. Lesson learned. No matter how clear the water might look, there is scum at the bottom of every pond.

P.S.

To the stupid M.F. who took it...

Why would you take a helmet? It has someone else's sweat, and is sized to fit. It's not like just anyone can wear anybody's helmet.

By the way, that helmet was/is custom. I will know it is mine if I ever see it. It has some markings on it, and things written on it that made it MINE. If I ever see you with it on, I will smash it over your Fucking noggin.

Signed,

A very disgruntled Mr. Motorcycle

New look

Mr. Motorcycle Motorcycle Blog has a slightly juiced up look.

"Taste's Great. Less filling"!

Some of the stuff stayed the same since the day I started the blog. I've learned a couple of tricks since then. Thus, it was time for some change.

So if you are reading this through an RSS feed such as Google Reader, please stop by and take a peek. If you are already at my site, Great.

I'd love to hear your reaction to the mild change in visual, and if I don't like your comments, so be it. Everyone is entitled to their opinions. Heck, If it is constructive, I might even listen. (Maybe.)

Cheers!

P.S. I can't wait for tomorrow night's Season 2, episode 2 of Son's of Anarchy!

Tune in and watch it, and stop by my blog tomorrow afternoon to get the scoop on what happened if you can't watch the show, or just want a recap.

Perception; beauty truly lies in the eye of the beholder.

My regular readers already know I have basically a one up custom bar hopper, that when given the opportunity, I will ride all day long with others whom have comfy cruisers (Geezer Gliders), Etc.

Although I am extremely satisfied with the look, and performance of my bike, I long for comfort and convenience. I have fairing, windshield, cushy seat, saddle bag envy. (I'm gettin older) almost 39.

I do love the look and performance of my Custom H.D. Sportster, but at the same time have been eyeing an H.D. Street Glide for quite some time.

Even If I sold my bike, I'd have to take out a loan to buy the Street Glide, so that isn't an option right now. I own my bike outright. Besides, I really don't want to sell my bike. I want both.

Back to the post title...

Perception; beauty is truly in the eye of the beholder.

One of the things we all long for in a bike is beauty. It may not be a physical cosmetic beauty.

For some of us, beauty is simply function over form. For some it's purely form, for most it is a combination of the two.

For some it's a price line. Many folks don't like Harley's like I do, and want a similar look for a more economical price line. Some also think metric cruisers are more reliable than Harleys. Some like other brands of American Iron. Some like custom choppers. Some like crotch rockets, or Hybrids like BMW RT's.

Point is, There are so many different bikes, because there are so many different perceptions in what makes a bike beautiful. I like to think I'm a connoisseur of sorts when it comes to motorcycles. I truly like and appreciate most of them. I'd have a hard time saying no to anyone giving me a motorcycle; (any motorcycle). However, I do have my favorites.

A few days ago, I had stopped at my local H.D. dealer to look at some patches. I narrowed it down to a few. I needed my jacket though to see which would physically fit and which would look best. I thought my son could come with me next trip for a second man's opinion. So, yesterday I brought my 17 Yr. old son with me to the Harley store. I brought my helmet and jacket with me. He obviously knows what my bike looks like. I wanted something that will tie the three together nicely.

I'm a big fan of custom, and yet just as big of a fan of subtlety.

This was a key in the patch selection. To my surprise, "Eye of the beholder", (I should have seen it coming), My son liked none of the patches that I had previously selected. He even went as far as to say that the one that I picked with the skull looked "childish"!

I left the store with nothing.

Let's back up a minute though to the moment when my son and I entered the dealership. Mind you, he does love bikes, and is just starting to learn a little bit about what he likes himself in a bike, and is starting to learn the differences between the different models, etc.

So we walk in, and just in front of us, immediately to my left is a brand new shiny black Street Glide. I point it out to my son, and say to him, "That is my next bike right there. It's an 09 Street Glide"! (Big fucking smile on my face, like I just bought it). He looks at me, forehead wrinkled, with a sincere look of bewilderment, and say's, "Why?", "You'd take those bags off wouldn't you?"

LOL! I go on to explain the whole comfort and convenience factor, and then he asks, if I'd sell my bike or have both. I said I'd have both.

Funny thing is there is a part of my boy young man that is growing up and said that the skull was childish, and as I get a bit older, want to hang onto that symbol of youth, and this also goes for the bike as well. There is a part of my son that wants the same things I do. We just see things so differently. Yesterday was quite an awakening moment.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Son's Of Anarchy Season 2 episode 1 review

To begin season two, let's recap where we left off on season one. We left off with Clay and Tig arranging Opie's death by drive by shooting. They set it up to make it look as though it was a gang shooting by the Niners. Tig was to be the masked drive by shooter. Their reasoning was that they thought Opie was a narc and was being paid off by the Feds. Ultimately, Tig Fucked up, and shot Donna by mistake, because she took Opie's truck. Jax V.P. of SAMCRO and (Son of John Teller, Founder of SAMCRO) and Piney (Opie's father, and SAMCRO Co-Founder with John Teller) discover after confrontation with the Niners that they had nothing to do with (Opie's wife) Donna's shooting. This is where we left off on season one.

Season two starts off with a new gun running deal being made with the Irish, until the heat from the Feds. wears off. At the end of the gun running deal making, Tig and Clay secretly have a discussion about the fact that Piney and Jax know that the Niners had nothing to do with the shooting of Donna, and that Opie will want revenge on the shooter.

The rest of the show skips around a bit, so I will recap (not necessarily in the exact order of things as they occurred).

Bobby is released from Prison. The case against him for a murder was dropped as the Feds. could no longer hold him. The witness "went missing".

Piney and Jax have talks about making things right again because as Piney says, Clay killed his daughter, and was trying to kill his son. Jax tells Piney that making things right is gonna take some time. Right now it's all about protecting Opie.

The Club has an official club meeting to talk about getting revenge on Donna's killer. Opie says he heard it was the Niners. Tig and the rest of the club say it wasn't. Opie kind of buys it. They blame a Myan (rival M.C.) for the killing, and talks start about seeking out revenge. After the club meeting during a party that they are having for the return of Bobby, their is a private discussion between Clay and Jax regarding the Myan that they are planning on using as a scape goat for Donna's death. Jax says to Clay, "Who ever you put this murder on... Just be sure they deserve to die, 'Cause the guy who killed Donna is out there sharing a beer with her husband."

Clay replies, "You better be real careful how you navigate around this one."

Jax replies, "Or what, You gonna put a bullet in the back of my head too?"
(Oooooh, can you feel the tension rising?)

SAMCRO ends up seeking out their revenge on the Myan scapegoat. Opie and Jax finish the job after Tig starts it. Opie is doubtful that this is really the guy. After some convincing that it is the right guy, they finish the job. Opie takes it a step too far, and carves the "A" anarchy symbol on the dudes chest and stomach area.

After they leave, Jax cleans up Opie's carving by shooting it up so it is unidentifiable. (I'm guessing so as not to start a war with the Myans.)

Meanwhile Gemma and Tara are having a conversation about trust and loyalty and making things work between Tara and Jax. Gemma tells Tara that she has to know everything. Jax has to tell her. "No truth, No pussy." Tara says she isn't sure if she wants to know it all. Gemma tells her if she doesn't, then it'll never work. She says, "Love the man, You learn to love the club. You can do that, there's no truth you can't handle."

Later on that night, Tara tells Jax she wants to know everything and Jax comes clean and tells her about the shooting of the Myan. Jax say's he's going to bed and then Tara joins him. I guess that means this is a big turning point in the Tara and Jax relationship.

Clay and Gemma are gettin it on in a back room of the Clubhouse, when in comes the prospect Kip, A.K.A. Half Sack. He's putting away a mop bucket, and notices them doing the nasty. He freezes. Genmma says,"Join in, or get out Sparky!" Kip leaves, then turns around, pokes his head back in, and starts saying,"You didn't really mean that you wanted me to.... Clay says, "GET OUT!" (Waaay Funny!)

Happening from the beginning to the end of the episode is the goings on with "The League of American Nationalists" moving into Charming. We start out with a diner scene of Ethan Zobel (owner of fine cigar shops), A.J. Weston (Nazi skinhead) and Jake Hale(Real-estate investor and Charming's Deputy David Hale's brother) having a conversation about moving their White supremacist drug trade into Charming, under the guise of a new Charming Cigar shop. Charming Deputy David Hale comes into the scene, and ins introduced to the League of American Nationalists members. He is being asked to give them their support, and is told that SAMCRO has been dealing guns to gangs like the Myans and it needs to stop. They say that they are nothing more than an influential business group. Hale says,"And how many Black and Latino businessmen are in your influential group? I know who you are. White Hate." He walks out on them, and chews his brother a new asshole. Basically tells him that trading one bad for another isn't going to work.

Later on in the episode during Bobby's coming home party the skinheads show up to offer a box of fine cigars and "give some advise" to Clay, Tig, and the rest of SAMCRO.


They threaten that they better stop trading guns with Blacks and Latinos. Tig pulls a gun on them, and They say "What, You gonna shoot with all these witnesses?" Clay replies, "Nobody threatens SAMCRO, and Nobody tells us what to do. Why don't you just climb back into your little German clown car and drive back to Nazi town. 'Cause the next time you piss all over my shoes, It will kill you, and I don't give a shit how many witnesses there are.

The show concludes with Gemma driving down the road. At a stop she notices a minivan behind her, a gal gets out, runs up to Gemma, and says, "Please help, my baby is chocking on something!" Gemma goes to help, finds out the baby is only a doll, and then gets knocked out from being hit from behind by the mystery woman. Shortly after that, we flip to another scene where Gemma is tied up in a warehouse somewhere and gets raped by about 4 skinheads wearing white masks.

A threat is made to Gemma that she better tell Clay to stop selling guns to ni**ers and spi*s, or they will find her and do this again.

Gemma sees the Tat on the Skinhead making the threat's neck.

This will be sure to be the beginning of something BIG!

That's all I got this episode folks! Hope you enjoyed the show as much as I did.

Road Runner and Wile E. Coyote Final Episode

Warning:

This video contains Fowl ... I mean, foul language. Enjoy!

Ride to McGehee Catfish Restaurant Part 2

I got to the McGehee Catfish Restaurant early to take pictures and I was the first of many that arrived and waited for them to open for lunch. Unfortunately, I’m not much of a photographer and forgetting to check the cameras settings the photos turned out too dark because I think it was on the close up setting. The restaurant exterior was made of rough weathered wood and had a wood shingle roof and had an old log cabin feel to it. There was some type of pine trees scattered around it ad a nice breeze blowing through that helped with the heat. The parking lot is fine gravel so I advise taking it slow and cautious. The lettering on the door stated Weekdays 5 p.m. – 9 p.m. Saturday & Sunday 1 p.m. – 9 p.m. Closed Wednesdays.

The first elderly couple to arrive after me came in a white car with Texas plates. I asked them if they had eaten hear before and if it was good. They had and I said that must mean it was good if they came back again. While we stood around in the shade enjoying the cooling breeze we chatted and they told me how you used to be able to look out into the river area and see the catfish farms where the restaurant used to raise there own.

One older gentleman rode on a Suzuki Burgman 650 with a buddy on a burgundy Honda VTX1300. We chatted about the bikes and the scooter. The VTX owner bragged about how much better the ride quality was since he installed a new Mustang seat. Before he said it was like riding a log. The Burgman owner stated that even the 400 model would be a good first scooter and bragged about the large cargo space under the seat. He claims when grocery shopping he can fit five grocery bags under there. He said they run great at highway speeds as well. They also mentioned that the airstrip next door had been closed down a few years before. People used to fly in for lunch or diner here. Before long the restaurant doors were being unlocked.

I went in and the hostess said we could seat ourselves. I took a spot in the main room in a corner by the window at a small table. You could look out the window behind the restaurant and see the Red River in the distance. Inside the restaurant was decorated rustic country style with old antique farming utensils and tools hung on the rough out dark wood slat walls. The waitress showed up shortly and asked what I would like to drink and did I want the catfish. I responded water with lemon and yes to the catfish. She came back shortly with some coleslaw, sweet pickled green tomatoes, and hushpuppies. The hushpuppies were too hot to bite into yet so I started in on the slaw and tomatoes.

The eating utensils were packaged and at the table in a holder as well as a roll of paper towels to clean your hands with. The coleslaw was good and not too sweet. It was diced up to a real fine consistency, the finest I had ever seen. I had never tasted sweet pickled green tomatoes before but they were excellent. They tasted like a sweet pickle and had a slight spicy hotness to them. Note to self; look for these in the store. The hushpuppies finally cooled down and I sampled them. They were not too big and you could tell they were freshly made and quite tasty. I texted a status report to my better half and about that time the main course arrived.

The main course was three large pieces of farm raised catfish deep fried with a crunchy cornmeal coating. The waitress asked if I needed anything else and since there was already ketchup on the table I asked for some tarter sauce which she quickly brought out in a condiment squeeze bottle. Along with the amazing fish were the French fries. So many French fries that they were heaped on the plate and falling off as the waitress set the plate down, in fact. These weren’t ordinary fries either. They tasted like freshly cut with skin on and fried to a golden crispiness. They were a great compliment to the catfish and I used the ketchup liberally. The waitress asked me several times if I wanted more catfish since it was all you could it but, even though I had not eaten any breakfast, because I was so hot I did not have my normal appetite and I turned her down.

The feeding frenzy was over and it was time to go. I tossed a five spot down for my attentive waitress, took one last drink of water, and proceeded to check out. The food was great however I would have preferred my catfish a little moister inside. If you like yours real crispy you would have loved it. I went outside, rolled my sleeves down, put my gear on and started the ride home.

The ride home was rather uneventful. I rode straight through and was trying not to have to stop for fuel. Riding passed 114 on I35 I thought maybe I should take it to 121 to go home but instead I kept going the way I had come. When I got to Western Central Blvd the freeway came to a grinding halt and it was stop-n-go all the way down and around 820 eastbound to just past Rufe Snow. Looking down at the thermometer it was now reading almost 100 degrees.

There was a half mile reprieve and then where 820 merges with 183 Airport Freeway it stopped again and was backed up just as far as I could see. I managed to make it over to the Precinct Line exit and turned left and then right into the Quick Trip and refueled. Not wanting to get back into the traffic on the freeway I took Harwood the rest of the way home. Walking inside my house it was almost 4:00 pm. It felt grate to be home and I headed to the shower to cool off reflecting on what a great time I’d had.

If you missed part one of this ride, please check out Ride to McGegee Catfish Restaurant Part 1.

Ride on,
Torch

Twas not meant to be.

Notice anything new?

As recently seen on Arizona Harley Dude's blog, I saw this light switch cover and just had to have one of my own. I used electrical tape to lay it out, and cut it according to the general shape. I would usually have done it in reverse, sanded it for tooth(adhesion), and them masked it off and painted it black, however, I have women folk in my house, and I was going to see how it played out before doing any thing that would take that much time.

My 17 Yr. Old son thought it was a hoot, and my wife and almost 14 Yr. Old daughter did not think it was quite so funny.

I attest, this is "MY GARAGE" damnit, and I should be able to leave it that way! However, everyone goes in and out quite frequently. (Garbage can, Recycle bin, Extra Fridge./Freezer, Cars, Bikes, Etc. are all in "My garage too.) Therefore I must share "My garage".

With a little guilt, I left it there for the day. (Leaving my man foot firmly dug into place).

The following day, my daughter comes into the house after getting something out of the garage, and claims, "I'm not comfortable even touching that light switch in the garage any more."

I gave in. "Twas not meant to be."

The tape came off, and the women folk are happy again.

You know what they say.

If she ain't happy... Aint Nobody happy!