Someone threw a rock (and hit me) on Hwy 9 today (Warning - blood)

Might have been yer garden variety hooligan, just as easily.

Don't like it? Don't listen to the sound. Simple, no?

Too simple; ok. I'll type more slowly. Repetitive sounds can be
filtered from your consciousness by training your 'ear' to ignore them.
It is not a difficult process; all you have to do is fail to break
your concentration when you hear the offending noise. Each time you
continue doing whatever it is that you were doing at the time you hear
the 'noise', your ear learns to filter it out a little bit more. This
is how people who live near train tracks remain sane and cognizant of
their surroundings.

Possible, probable -- or shut the **** up, you worthless hag. Your
input has been discriminated previously and found wanting.


Regards,

Steve

 

This area? The 'little mutants hereabouts' go so far as to lure their
victims to their road and ambush of choice, ain't that so Geoff?


Regards,

Steve

 

: Treehuggers in general are assholes, Peter Pedant.

Yes, they do. And fried chicken -- your liberal sensitivity
notwithstanding.

I'll never forget the sight of my (very blonde) brother and
stepmother inside a Church's Fried Chicken place. Not to put
too fine a point on it, but the phrase "cueballs in a coal bin"
comes to mind.



Geoff

 

And of course tree huggers began with the Sierra Club.

http://www.alternatives.ca/article1041.html

The well-known Chipko Andolan literally means 'Hug the Trees
Movement', which originated from an incident in a remote village
high up in the Himalayas in 1972. The bare facts of the incident
are that there was a dispute between the local villagers and a
logging contractor who had been allowed to fell trees in a forest
close to the village.

On the particular day, there was a meeting with the related government
officials in their office away from the village, for which most of the
men
had gone. In the meanwhile, the contractor's workers appeared in the
forest to cut the trees while the men folk were absent. Undeterred, the
women of the Reni village reached the forest quickly and clasped the
tree trunks thus preventing the workers from putting their axes and
saws to the trees.

 

On May 27, one of those damn trees threw a pine cone at me on SR35.

I say clearcut them all!!!

 

You seem to have some sort of problem. I'm a rocket scientist, not a
psychiatrist, so I won't attempt a diagnosis...

Al Moore
DoD 734

 

and it will never pose a risk of altering the normal character of
reeky!

Al Moore
DoD 734

 

Um, Mister Anonymous Troll, the Monster is a Ducati model, a brand name.
The Vampires are a motorcycle club. Ooooh, spooky!

I'm not sure your tender ears constitute a legal basis for citing
someone. In fact, it's very difficult to do so -- without an
A-weighted SPL at a specified distance, etc. etc.

How about you just crawl back under your rock and do something
else with your (obviously) copious spare time. The next time
you manage to chew through your restraints, posting in the
haze induced by anti-psychotic medication, try another newsgroup.

 

I'm willing to consider that theory, as well!

--
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Spidergraham
Chaplain, ARSCC



"Comparing Scientology to a motorcycle gang is a gross, unpardonable
insult to bikers everywhere. Even at our worst, we are never as bad as
Scientology."
-ex-member, Thunderclouds motorcycle "club"

 

You lump us all together as squids, backpedal a little, then seem to
think you've made a point when you get the expected reaction.
You're a bigot, plain and simple. A biker bigot. We all like tacos and
watermelon too. (actually, I DO like tacos and watermelon, but that's
not the point.) The only "case" you've rested is the one where your tiny
mind can't distinguish between squids and responsible adults enjoying
the PUBLIC roads.

Your reading comprehension ain't so great either, after Moike described
how they were riding, you blab off on some tangent about using the roads
as a racecourse. You lost me right there. Obviously you have some drum
to bang, so the facts aren't gonna bother you much.

--
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Spidergraham
Chaplain, ARSCC



"Comparing Scientology to a motorcycle gang is a gross, unpardonable
insult to bikers everywhere. Even at our worst, we are never as bad as
Scientology."
-ex-member, Thunderclouds motorcycle "club"

 

Oh my ghod, you're a fucking moron! Whatever the club name, however he
describes his Duck, the fact remains that you're overlooking the part
where Moike mentioned that they weren't racing, he was leading a group
that had some slower riders, he couldn't have put it more clearly.

Club, moron, not "gang." Pull your head out of the dark and try reading
for comprehension some day. What an idiot! Here's a tip, wear a rope of
garlic around your neck from now on...and carry a vial of holy water.
Just make sure the lid's on tight so nobody will think you wet yourself

Kiddies get crushed by ATVs all the time. But, considering your
cognitive abilities (Vampires, heh) go ahead, let him ride.

"Oh, we got another call/letter from that crackpot up on 9, whining
about the bikers again."

You just do that, Binky. "Officer, they were...they were...RIDING ON THE
ROAD! And I think they were exceeding the speed limit and..." The
horror! "Bike menace..." yeah, go suck gas, ya whiner. I get 60 mpg, run
a higher risk of injury in an accident, and you're whining about a
little noise and speed. What an absolute tard you are! Well, if you
wanna but LE with your lame complaints, you go right ahead. And keep an
eye on that ATV while you're at it, daddy!

--
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Spidergraham
Chaplain, ARSCC



"Comparing Scientology to a motorcycle gang is a gross, unpardonable
insult to bikers everywhere. Even at our worst, we are never as bad as
Scientology."
-ex-member, Thunderclouds motorcycle "club"

 

I'll never forget the time Willy Mays wife and mother-in-law brought
their Rolls Royce Silver Cloud into our shop on the way to a picnic
because the british cooling system was not handling summer heat well.
As we checked out the system, the most wonderful aroma of fried chicken
filled the shop. the back seat area of the car was FILLED with all the
components of a fried chicken feast. The Conolly leather must have held
that scent for many months...
Just because it's a stereotype, it doesn't make it false.
The Mays family BTW, are wonderful folks.
--
PC Paul
89 PC800
77 R100RS

Trip pics at: http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/paul1cart/my_photos

"To educate a man in mind and not in morals is to educate a menace to
society" - Theodore Roosevelt

 

Here's a curse you may use:

May the bleeding piles possess you,
and corns adorn your feet.
May crab lice, big as spiders,
crawl on your ass and eat.

And when you're old and gray
and a syphilitic wreck,
May your spine fall through your asshole
and break your fucking neck!

 

~= Moike =~ wrote:
(snip)

Here's the Bruise o' the Day... And I edited the post on the
first page of the BARF thread to include the pictures that Dillan
took on site when the event happened and during our ride.

BARF Thread ~ http://tinyurl.com/ja4ss

My arm hurts...

http://moike.net/rock/bruise-07-07.jpg

-Mike-

 

"Vampires" is taken from "The Lost Boys", a vampire movie set
in the thinly disguised town of Santa Cruz.

I heard they've got flocks of killer birds there too.

Obviously anybody from Santa Cruz is evil and should be pelted
with rocks to drive them away.

One problem is that when you call in the LEOs, they also
hand out lots of speeding tickets to local commuters. Sauce
for the goose, sauce for the gander.

 

: Yes, they do. And fried chicken -- your liberal sensitivity
: notwithstanding.

BWAHAHA! I had a friend in high school who sometimes called me that.
(And occasionally "**** lips," often shortened to just "C.L.")

I made an offhand remark about liberal sensitivity, and you somehow
deduced from this that I'm a neocon? That's quite a curve you're
attempting to plot on the basis of a single data point, I have to
say. Or do you use "neocon" as an indiscriminate term of derision,
much like junior high school boys use the word "faggot?"

(You know what a neocon really is, don't you? A liberal who grew up.)

Oh, I'm more the _National Review_- and _Commentary_-subscribing sort
of conservative than the Rush Limbaugh-listening sort. Although I have
to say, I think Ann Coulter is a hoot. (And quite the hottie, in the
bargain.)




Geoff

 

I attended my first baseball game at the age of seven, when I went up
to Candlestick Park with my father and great uncle and got to see the
Giants get beaten by the Mets. On the way out afterward, we saw Willie
Mays sitting in his gold Cadillac, surrounded by fans, signing autographs.



Geoff

 

Hey, if you're going to...

- Own a coffee shop with elevators that open up inside the area of
your coffee shop proper from the parking garage below...
- Freak out and act like a total ass when a Motorcycle Club and
some friends who have never set foot inside your establishment
prior to that moment walk through the door to purchase goods at
your shop...
- Get the local PD wound up to the point where even the local PD
is saying "Guy, WTF is your damage?"

Some weeks down the road you can expect a few hundred cubic
feet worth of acrid tire smoke to come rolling into your establishment
like magic from two empty elevators during your prime time rush.

Note the difference here between an annoying practical joke and
assault and battery with a hurled blunt object.

Mac: "But our shenanigans are cheeky and fun"
Thorny: "And his shenanigans are cruel and tragic"
- Super Troopers, 2001

It seems to be a running theme in the club... We love our firearms,
and we love honing our skills with them. Not like that means much
in this State. I carry MkIII pepper spray straight from the Galls
catalog. Legal, and makes you wish you'd been shot instead.

-Mike-

 

As a point of clarification the Club was here long before the
movie was.

http://moike.net/org-patch1.jpg

Our club has roots in the SF Bay Area and Santa Cruz back to the 50's.
Some of those original members from the first generation of the
Vampires M.C. are still alive and kicking should anybody doubt my
being on the level. They passed the legacy to us, the second
generation over twelve years ago. And we have worked very hard to
keep the spirit of the Club alive with our chapter here, and in
San Francisco.

And if anybody needs some clarification as to what that spirit is, our
stone set into the walkway between turn 7 and 8 out at Laguna Seca
sums it up nicely...

http://moike.net/ride.jpg

Where do you think those movie goofballs got the idea to put them
on motorcycles?

-Mike-

 

Yeah...it's like the difference between chaining a dead skunk to
somebody's steel welded entryway, as opposed to stuffing a live, rabid
skunk down their pants.

--
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Spidergraham
Chaplain, ARSCC



"Comparing Scientology to a motorcycle gang is a gross, unpardonable
insult to bikers everywhere. Even at our worst, we are never as bad as
Scientology."
-ex-member, Thunderclouds motorcycle "club"