she said i had problems . . .

POP!

MY POP!

The Crude Crew RULES the wasteland!

Ive been living outta a hotel room in the MARINE capital of the USA, Quantico Va for the past 4 days. Work has had me setting up a call center for our Wounded Warrior contract. Usually I cant stand the work I do but this cause is nobel. It is a call center that helps counsel injured VETS with post traumatic stress disorder among other things. More times than not they get calls from injured veterans from Iraq and Afghanistan that are suicidal ready to cash it all in. It really brought things into perspective for me... and I thought I had problems. Any ways back to the nature of this post. In between working 12 hour shifts and eating dinner at ruby tuesdays by myself like a sad pedophile i watched a lot of motel tv. Apparently there was a Mad Max marathon on and i didnt miss an episode. So heres to the movies that inspired my love with motorcycles and rat rods. Nothing says "Mad Max" style like "Murdered" out flat black racer and a sawed off coach gun. What would the "Great Humungous" do?

revolution mother!

jonezing to get back on my bike.
just figure this is a good way to start my rainy monday off.
also shot in my home town.

bolt on shov done right.

Shitty cell phone pic. A damn clean shovel w/ a bolt on hardtail. Really there aint anything special about this bike, but it's clean, and looks damn good. Simple=more.

underwear sundays . . . when it seems like i wind up

gettin out of bed and just hangin around the house in my boxers browsin ebay, blogs, and various porn sites . . . Although id seen the BOTTL thread on www.chopcult.com thousands of times, i never once opened it . . . until today. As i kicked down another mason jar of tea, i began scrolling thru posts, on the search for something new, something not so played out.

this is what wound up engulfing my brain, firing some pretty cool shots from one side to the other.

http://www.chopcult.com/forum/showthread.php?t=1608

i sent chen a message, hopefully there'll be a crude as elvis sticker on that lid before too long . . . here's a couple snap shots of the most recent BOTTL crusade.

you know what the best part was . . .

i actually asked this cat if i could take a pic of his shirt.

note: file under gay.

and heres a few pics from last weekend at cashs compound.
big thanks to cash and the 3rd ave crew for the best hospitality.
as soon as i pulled up there was food coming off the grill and icy cold beer in the fridge.
cant thank these kats enough.
got way to drunk way too fast.
shine was flowing.
aparently i passed out early and missed the fireworks.
bars are super close.
beach even closer.
woman fair.
owell. good time with great friends!
thanks again!

been out of the loop.
finally got some down time since im covered in poison sumac.
and life sucks right now!
heres a few pics of my travel on the road.

ohhhhh . . . looky looky looky. . . .

stopped by preachers today.

A SURPRISE CAME IN THE MAIL TODAY!!!!

FOUND THIS LITTLE POT OF GOLD IN MY MAIL BOX TODAY. SEND ME AN EMAIL WITH YOUR ADDRESS AND I WILL HOOK YOU CRUDE AS ELVIS FANS UP WITH A FEW OF THESE. WHITEY'S GIFT TO YOU FOR BEING CRUDE....(make sure you title your email: crude as elvis buttons)

SHINE!

...and here is that DAMN moonshine. We get to Cash's and he says "I got this shine off a guy at work, he said it was too strong for him..." and next thing I know Im time traveling...

Sheeww HEARRA!

Johnny Cash let a few of us guys crash at his pad for a couple days so we did our best to raise as much hell as possible in Kure beach. All I can say is thanks Johnny for the hospitality and I dont remember much. Good thing i snapped some pictures of the journey.