The mirrors on the ZX-10 to your right are the brainchild of ST Machine Works, they're aptly called " Pig Spotters".

Can even order them with LED turnsignals built in. $100.00 for plain, $165.00 for the led option.

I like these. Clean, inobtrusive, and as I'm fond of saying, " what's in the mirror don't matter."

Want some?
ST Machine

{During job training for Rosengurtie Baumgartener, an avid feminist}
Connor: The rule of thumb here is...

Rosengurtie: Rule of thumb? Wait, rule of thumb? In the early 1900s it was legal for men to beat their wives, so long as they used a stick no wider than their thumb.

Connor: Well, can't do much damage with that then can ya? Maybe it should have been a rule of wrist.

Boondock Saints. Great Movie. See it.


More info via Wikipedia...spoilers on lower half of page

Matt, it seems, has an excess of cash and time, in addition to absolutely no dancing skills whatsoever.

Kinda like a train wreck... you just keep watching...


Almost 4 minutes of a pale white guy

Just minding his own business, doing a pretty smooth feetup rolling burnout doughnut, when another yahoo.......

Watch the short
Vid here.

Some impressive driving from the Saab Performance team...

2 minutes or so.

Click

Subtle little Hot Wheels (toy cars, if you've no clue) print ads.

Some ads I like....

OK, large pic post time. If you've been blogging my stuff, You know I've been pulling pics from the NSMTB website, as they're running a 4 month long photo contest. Some great shots.So, here are the final results. I'm NOT putting up the winners, as I don't agree and this is, afterall, MY world and I am KING!! ( If you want, click NSMB.com for the whole story.)


Lofting off ledges in Moab.

North shore style built stunts, nice little gap.

Big huckin.


Inverted.


Thats gonna hurt in about a second.


Dropping a ladder.


Thats a cool spiral. Watch your melon, though.


Darren Berrecloth, "Bearclaw". Dominating freeride contests for a year or so.

NGC 5866

This galaxy looks odd as it's one of the few we see edge-on. Courtesy of NASA's pic of the day, here's their cut-n-paste.....

Many disk galaxies are actually just as thin as NGC 5866, pictured above, but are not seen edge-on from our vantage point. One galaxy that is situated edge-on is our own Milky Way Galaxy. Classified as a lenticular galaxy, NGC 5866 has numerous and complex dust lanes appearing dark and red, while many of the bright stars in the disk give it a more blue underlying hue. The blue disk of young stars can be seen extending past the dust in the extremely thin galactic plane, while the bulge in the disk center appears tinged more orange from the older and redder stars that likely exist there. Although similar in mass to our Milky Way Galaxy, light takes about 60,000 years to cross NGC 5866, about 30 percent less than light takes to cross our own Galaxy. In general, many disk galaxies are very thin because the gas that formed them collided with itself as it rotated about the gravitational center. Galaxy NGC 5866 lies about 44 million light years distant toward the constellation of the Dragon (Draco).

Think YOUR car gets bad mileage? Check out these monsters from
F650 Pickups

I can't even find a mileage estimate anywhere on the site, but since they come with dual 50 gallon tanks, I expect it's not so good.

Pellucid

1 : admitting maximum passage of light without diffusion or distortion

2 : reflecting light evenly from all surfaces

3 : easy to understand

Killboy grabs another cool shot.

Some background.... us129," the Dragon", is a twisty mecca for drivers and riders. Occasionally, semi trucks try to run through, not realizing that the route is so twisty they have to spend a lot of their time in the oncoming lane, just to keep the trailer out of the ditch. As you can imagine, coming around a curve, driving energetically, only to find yourself facing the grill of an oncoming tractor-trailer in your lane is a butt clenching experience.

Kind souls who recognize the situation will often escort said vehicle, flagging and waving oncoming traffic to slow down. Looks like the sportbiker above is doing just that.

Nice shot, I like the almost hidden menace look of the truck, and the lean of the cruiser.

Killboy.com

Another grass-related story from the Fort-Wayne "News-Sentinel" Wed, June 21, 2006...

Lawrence of Suburbia: Lawn care without Lacerations
By Kurt Wilson ("Lawrence of Suburbia")


When we moved to the 'burbs I contracted the husband's curse - a yard. So, I was forced to acquire lawn care equipment: a mower, a blower and other noisy, smoke-belching devices all with the same basic function - getting me off my tush.
As the season of high grass and even higher pollen counts is upon us I thought this an opportune time to pass along a useful yard care tip: NEVER use a weed whacker in the nude.
You may wonder how I came by this insight. The Lady of the House had re-reminded me (not too gently) that something around our shack was going to get a whack and it was going to be either domestic tranquility or weeds. Well, it was a pretty hot day and I figured whacking weeds would also lead to washing dirty, sweaty clothes. Unless, and here a little light went on in my head, unless I wasn't wearing any clothes! Why not? We're on a steep hill with big trees. No one can see into our back yard. So I put on my black Converse high-tops, took off everything else, and fired up the noisiest contraption west of Cape Canaveral.
Did I mention that the Lady of the House likes to order things from catalogs? She does. She did.
Anyway, this weed whacker is so loud it completely drowned out the sound of the big brown delivery truck. Now, I suppose that elsewhere there are UPS deliverymen, but none, as far as I can tell, have been assigned our address. No, we have delivery persons. As everyone knows, person is a non-gender specific term meaning female.
I was swinging to my right to cut a swath when I saw her standing there with a package in her hands and a grin on her face. This took my attention off what I was doing, which is never a good idea with power tools.
The thing came after me faster than you can say things you ought not say. Who would have thought a little nylon string could hurt so much? The next instant I was hopping around like crazy trying to grab my mutilated left leg and regain control of the weed whacker at the same time. Tears were rolling down both our faces, but for entirely different reasons.
I succeeded in hitting the kill switch.
"I need your signature," she said. "Got a pen on you?"
Great. A comedian.
"Oh," she said, "from Land's End, I see. Looks like I didn't get here a moment too soon. I sure hope it goes with your shoes."
You know what I'm thinking? I'm thinking my next lawn care project is going to be a generous application of Round-Up followed by an installation of Astroturf.


Kurt Wilson, "Lawrence of Suburbia" has been married for more than 20 years (same woman!), has a teenage son, drives a station wagon and owns a self-propelled lawnmower. To reach him email Kurt@Larrysburbs.com.

Via a fellow Valkyrie riders' blog...

Daniel Meyer

Webcams have become endemic to our culture, you can find all sorts of exciting people doing all sorts of exciting things.

Alternatively, you can find not-as-exciting webcams, much like this one, which is almost exactly as exciting as


Watching Grass Grow

This guy chose to stand out from the crowd. I hope he did well, he deserves it. Creative, clever, humor.

Some completetly random pics I stole from the web recently.... This first one is a surreal aerial shot showing the erosion of farmland in Mexico, if I remember correctly. Has a real "end of the world" feel.

Creative photography. Simple idea, cool shot.

This next one is an ad for durex extra large condoms. No text necessary.

Should have worked a little harder on the spacing.

Looks like a photochop job, but it's pretty funny regardless.

Hey, ever wanted a nitrous system but didn't want to pay the cash for a well designed system? Now you can build your own using cheaper parts that aren't really designed to do the job.

Click here for the skinny

So, I was in Vegas for a bud's wedding, and took some time out to get away from the craziness of the strip and explore. We went to Red Rock Canyon, 20 miles away. Cooler, a nice breeze blowing, and mountains of sedimentary red rock to clamber over.

This "crevasse" has an odd skin of black substance on it's sides.

Lots of cracks and crags to creep through, Thoughts of that guy who cut off his own arm to get free after a boulder rolled on him kept me from becoming too adventurous, though.

The small valleys among the cliff provide shelter for a few distinctly non-desert plants. They looked oddly lush against their stark background.

Bouldering opportunities galore.

The route is a BLM managed 13 mile one-way loop. You can see it off in the distance curving along. This shot was taken from the highest point on the route, looking back toward the reddest rock outcrop.

Pockmarks and depressions dot the landscape, it's all a bit surreal for a coastal boy like me.

I'm disappointed that the true color wasn't captured. These ?lichen were a brilliant green, almost fluorescent against the red substrate. Think Kawasaki motorcycle green.

To show some scale, I took a shot with a few tourists in it. they're the tiny dots at the base of the furthest cliff, midway.

I like this shot, the sky, the lone tree, the deep crag, the texture of the rock, I feel all artistic (?autistic?) when I gaze upon my wondrous creation.

Two shots from the road. This first one is following a semi down from the highest point on I-5, he was trailing an ever increasing haze of blue smoke from his rearmost wheels as the brakes fought a losing battle against gravity and inertia. This shot was taken near the bottom, so I think he made it OK.

Coming in the the Vegas strip from the north, we're driving along the one of the approach paths to the airport. A shadow crossing over us alerted us that a plane was landing, but as the pilot lines up his vectors, it starts blowing black smoke, leaving a trail. I've never seen this before, but the plane made it to the ground ok.

Driving through Red Rock Canyon, I had the opportunity to try out my tires, newly mounted. Scroll down for the saga of placing non-standard tires on my CRV if need be. I drove up a jeep road in the mountains to see what they could do. I'm impressed. The crv has a "real time" 4 wheel system, so it's not a 4X4 by any stretch, but it got up some things I didn't think it would.

This was the end of the line. A washout had left the "road" a jumbled heap of beachball sized boulders, with no discernable line I could place the tires on. So, in the interest of saving the undercarriage, I turned around and went back. This meant reversing through a tangle of similar, but less numerous rocks, but we got through with only one crunch.

Great scenery. Steep loose switchbacks, no runoff. Fun.

This was an impromptu little picnic area, nice place for a little break to let the differential cool down.

Spines and spurs of rock, a road carved into the hillside, washouts, precise driving to place the wheels and protect the underside, for miles.

Some utterly random road shots from our trip. Seattle-Vegas-Seattle. First, lots of straightaways. This one's in The Lassen National forest, near Mt.Shasta, Ca. Had to stop for two deer hanging out on the roadside just before this pic.

Another straightaway. This is somewhere in Nevada, I believe, about 5000 ft. Long, boring, lonely stretches of road out here.

Mt. Shasta, Ca.

Desert toy. Looks like fun.

This was on the strip in Vegas. Interesting use of a harley motor. That's all I'm going to say.