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road worn and weary

Don't say it's a fine morning or I'll shoot you.

About Me

My name is Tony. i like motorcycles. they go fast and make lots of noise. what don't i like? all the shit-stupid drama that goes along with riding motorcycles. why does it have to be like this? why is there always someone that somebody doesn't like because he wears different colors in a different club? why is there always someone that has to start an argument cause someone got out of hand when they we're having a good time? why are there rules? dues? meetings? WHY CAN'T WE ALL JUST SHUT OUR FUCKING MOUTHS AND RIDE OUR MOTORCYCLES? ISN'T THAT WHAT THIS IS ALL ABOUT IN THE FIRST PLACE?!?!?! ISN'T THAT HOW MOST OF US ALL KNOW EACHOTHER? what happened to that? what happened to the care-free spirit of jumping on your bike and putting on a big grin to go for a ride down the street with your buddies? fuck all that riff-raff. fuck internet chat rooms. fuck message boards. fuck keyboard commandos. when the hell did this all start to revolve around the internet anyway? I'm here to ride my motorcycle and have fun. if you don't like it, go pay your dues. if you do like it, hop on yours and lets's go. MEETINGS ARE FOR HOG MEMBERS.

My Interests

“To be truly challenging, a voyage, like a life, must rest on a firm foundation of financial unrest… ‘I’ve always wanted to sail to the South Seas, but I can’t afford it.’ What these men can’t afford is not to go. They are enmeshed in the cancerous discipline of security. And in the worship of security we fling our lives beneath the wheels of routine. And before we know it our lives are gone.What does a man need, really need? A few pounds of food each day, heat and shelter, six feet to lie down in – and some form of working activity that will yield a sense of accomplishment. That’s all, in the material sense, and we know it. But we are brainwashed by our economic system until we end up in a tomb beneath a pyramid of time payments, mortgages, and preposterous gadgetry, playthings that divert our attention from the sheer idiocy of the charade.The years thunder by. The drams of youth grow dim where they lie caked in dust on the shelves of patience. Before we know it, the tomb is sealed. Where, then, lies the answer? In choice. Which shall it be: bankruptcy of purse, or bankruptcy of life?”-Sterling Haden, “Voyage,” 1976

Music:

hot animalistic rock and roll.

Movies:

On the road again Just can't wait to get on the road again The life I love is makin' music with my friends And I can't wait to get on the road again On the road again Goin' places that I've never been Seein' things that I may never see again, And I can't wait to get on the road again.On the road again Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway We're the best of friends Insisting that the world be turnin' our way And our way Is on the road again Just can't wait to get on the road again The life I love is makin' music with my friends And I can't wait to get on the road againOn the road again Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway We're the best of friends Insisting that the world be turnin' our way And our way Is on the road againJust can't wait to get on the road again The life I love is makin' music with my friends And I can't wait to get on the road again And I can't wait to get on the road again

Books:

service manuals.

Heroes:

my dad. john, rayna, and buttcrack mike.

My Blog

dont be surprised...

if i never return. i might just spend the rest of my life on the road.   it'd be so much more fun that way.     and don't be surprised if i'm never on here again. myspace is the devi...
Posted by road worn and weary on Mon, 15 Oct 2007 07:18:00 PST

motorcycles songs

Motorcycle specific songs...Artist - Song1 The Hondells - You Meet the Nicest People on a Honda 2 Television Personalities - Girl on a Motorcycle 3 Brigitte Bardot - Harley Davidson 4 Archer Prewitt -...
Posted by road worn and weary on Sat, 06 Oct 2007 07:12:00 PST

cell phones suck

when you realize how stupid we all are in this society in which we live these days. Computers, cell phones, blackberries, text messages, all that crap... you can have them. We put so much effort in ad...
Posted by road worn and weary on Tue, 28 Aug 2007 04:34:00 PST

music.

ignore this. it's a list i made of good music. unless.... you want to read a list of good music.   Surfin' Bird - The Trashmen These Boots Are Made For Walking - Nancy Sinatra Kris Kristoffers...
Posted by road worn and weary on Mon, 20 Aug 2007 11:19:00 PST

if anyone....

finds a job opening for someone to get paid to ride a motorcycle, let me know.   thanks.  
Posted by road worn and weary on Mon, 13 Aug 2007 12:53:00 PST

24 ounces....

of prime rib is way too much.
Posted by road worn and weary on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 12:42:00 PST

simple.

you know, no matter how crappy your day may be going, there's always one thing that can make it better, if only for a mere 5 minutes.     a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. ...
Posted by road worn and weary on Mon, 30 Jul 2007 10:11:00 PST

zeke. that's all you need to know.

"ZEKE sound like the DWARVES if they snorted a tub of meth every day" - LA WEEKLY   i don't think there's any possible other way to describe their live show. kick ass, loud, fast, heavy metal. th...
Posted by road worn and weary on Mon, 09 Jul 2007 12:03:00 PST

it's only a matter of time...

before i just can't do this anymore. i can't take the stupid questions. i can't handle the "sale process" bullshit. i can't take garbage country music blared in my ears all day. I'm just about at the ...
Posted by road worn and weary on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 11:24:00 PST

one of those things...

ever have one of those days when you realize that there's something different you got to do? somethings gotta change? yea. i bet you have. i think we all have. you come to a point where you don't like...
Posted by road worn and weary on Fri, 22 Jun 2007 07:30:00 PST