Sober Sunday

"Sometimes I get overcharged
That's when you see sparks
You ask me where the hell I'm going
At a thousand feet per second"


Totally spaced last night or earlier this morning on dropping some musical words if you haven't figured that out, so I'll start with some - think you can name all the bands and songs I'm quoting from?  


Last night, err earlier today after being safely back at the Gingles pad a bottle of Wild Turkey 101 was pulled out of the freezer and consumed...it went down so fast after a full day of being in the sun.  I think earlier in the day Gingles said let's have sober Sunday so you can have Miles Monday.  All I know is that it hurts to move my eyes or any part of my body today :o


Still thinking about all the sweet rides we saw yesterday and just the whole Bike Week event.  I will post plenty of pics of all the bikes and the whole event.  I am so blown away by the bike culture down here - I guess no helmet laws, sunshine and being able to put just about anything on the road with an engine in it makes it apparently obvious why there are so many amazingly talented people here that put their art into motorcycles.  I met so many people that are so passionate about riding and building bikes; it's so inspiring to me on so many different levels.  When you're admiring a moto and someone next to you is looking at the same work of art seeing different things and communicating that to you as a total stranger you really can appreciate what life is about and how important it is to get out there and really live your life!


The parallels of motos and guitars to me are even more understandable after yesterday.  I've been playing guitar since I was an angry, confused teenager, but only a few years ago purchased my dream guitars (Les Paul Standard & Strat Deluxe) at the same time I bought my first street legal moto (2008 KLR650) - I wouldn't call that a coincident :)  The guitar has been a healthy addiction to me that I will never stop playing because it makes me feel however I feel and then somehow it makes other people feel something as well.  People spend insane amounts of money on guitars and they all are basically the same - metal and wood combined into art.  Motorcycles are the same - I had the opportunity see some crazy bikes and talk with the people that build and ride them.  People will spend insane amounts of money to have a bike that they will only ride on sunny weekends that makes them feel something.  It's all the same!


Probably the thing I realized the most from yesterday was the amount of respect all riders have for one another.  I met war veterans from all eras that were always happy to talk about riding and tell you about where they've been in life as well bike builders that were excited to hear that I rode down to Phoenix from Seattle on my XB12X.  I'm looking at them in total awe of where they've been and what they've done and they were all like "if you're ever in my neck of the woods you have a place to stay and someone to ride with" total mad respect from all the people that ride or appreciate riders.  


...so back to sober Sunday - the search for monte cristos, possibly look at a Buell for Gingles and did someone mention discharging firearms? :D


"In the mornin you go gunnin'
For the man who stole your water
And you fire till he is done in
But they catch you at the border
And the mourners are all singin'
As they drag you by your feet
But the hangman isn't hangin'
And they put you on the street"