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About Me

I bleed Art. I am a living breathing canvas. My heart pumps a mixture of gasoline, paint, and tattoo ink. My favorite music is the roar of a V8 engine ripping down the highway at high speeds. I am professional perfectionist. I live to learn, and I play by my own rules.~~~~~ The sky is clear. The sun is blazing down in the 12'o clock position. Heat rays can be seen rizing from the roof of his hot rod...But there is a slight breeze, and just enough shade under neath the open hood...The nieghborhood is quiet. The only sounds that can be heard, are the chirping of birds, and the clicking of a ratchet...His tank top is soaked. Beads of sweat run down his face, and drip onto the engine...As he fights to loosen a tight bolt...the ratchet slips, and he hits his hand. FUCK! ... He steps back...With scarred hands, tattooed skin, and a bloody knuckle, he picks up his Hieneken... Takes a long, slow drink... and finishes it...He sets the empty bottle down on the scorching asphalt... Back to work. ~Blood, Sweat, and Beers. ~~~~~AP 09"The Only Thing We Have To Fear, Is Fear Itself" ~ JFK

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

People I can learn from. Other artists, and hot rod builders. Intelligent attractive women, who knows who she is and where she's headed.Anybody Who is Serious about Building Their Dream Car.The Old guy that still has his High School Hot Rod, tucked away in a garage somewhere waiting...Or the young guy, who just picked up a sweet project and is serious about building a serious car.I build Complete Cars. From the ground up. Full on, Frame Off, One of A Kind, Full Custom Creations.What are YOU Dreaming About? I'll make that Dream a Reality.

My Blog

Every Day

EVERY DAY!!!I Learn Something New.I'm fully present and fully aware of my surroundings, and I'm noticing how everything is kind of just falling into place on its own.I just have to hustle hard to keep...
Posted by on Thu, 07 May 2009 14:09:00 GMT

You Have 2 Choices...

You have 2 Choices. Stay Here.Where you've been sitting, complaining, and wondering why your life is the way it is.Or...You can Come Along.And join the rest of the peole, who are living their life to ...
Posted by on Thu, 07 May 2009 14:07:00 GMT

EVERYTHING...

...Happens for a reason.The sun rises, to give light and warmth to the world.Rain falls, to renew and replentish the earth.People Live, People Die.People Come, People Go.Love is Gained, Love is Lost.T...
Posted by on Thu, 07 May 2009 14:04:00 GMT

The Tide...

...Has rolled in Once Again.It comes in waves.The calm, relaxation, the luxury of laziness, is no more.The waves are crashing on the beach with full force.The wind has picked up and filled the sails.F...
Posted by on Thu, 07 May 2009 14:00:00 GMT

Got me a Hot Rod!

Finally! I just picked up my first Hot Rod. Got myself a 1950 Ford Shoebox. It’s in primer now, it has rusted out rockers under the doors, a rust hole in the front lower corner of both doors, an...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Mar 2008 16:23:00 GMT