UNION

I miss Paso!

I know that statement says it all, but in case you may have been living under the proverbial rock, Paso was [sic] the Memorial Day weekend gathering of Hot Rods, Customs, Bobbers and Choppers to the small, coastal town of Paso Robles, California. The crew at West Coast Kustoms put on what had to be the best three day show on Earth.

Paso Robles hadn't changed much since the city was incorporated in 1889. Complete with a Main Street and Town Square, Paso was the perfect setting for any history enthusiast. You could walk around the town all weekend and spot new cars, bikes and friends you may only see during that weekend because they've traveled hundreds or even thousands of miles to be a part of it all.

With the great bars, restaurants, cafes, hotels, motels, antique shops, the infamous bowling alley or even the old Foster's Freeze, there was ALWAYS something going on. How many times did you or a friend say, "I'm trying to get it done for Paso...?"

Unfortunately, the monsters known as politics and capitalism reared their extremely ugly heads and killed the town and it's inhabitants in one fell swoop of their mighty Mont Blanc tails.

But have no fear, for the Union is near.

The Panel Beaters CC of Southern California is aiming to bring the "Paso experience" back to the coast. This time we're riding into the town of Los Alamos this May 24 through the 26th. The Union Hotel And Saloon has graciously opened the entire hotel for us and ANYONE else who may want a room there, at a good price. It's a great ole' place built in the mid 1800s... cowboy style! Hurry though, the rooms are going fast.

Los Alamos is the perfect one stoplight town to recapture the essence of Paso's atmosphere. It's gonna be a blast.

See you there!

Pre BF

The Born Free, Loser Machine party at Garage Co.

Even bigger, even better... as I'm sure BF 5 is gonna be.

 Love this shit !!

PSyCHO

"Breastploitation" filmmaker Russ Meyer's take on the biker film craze of the 60's. I still think it's the best title outta all of 'em... even if the film is the one of the worst. "Motor Psycho" precedes "Faster Pussycat! Kill! Kill!" but the style is the same, the very same.

 Russ Meyer was a cult figure to me and some of my film nerd friends from the 80's. To be honest, the hype of his films, at least to thirteen year olds, was much "bigger" than the actual films themselves. I guess our 80's standards of B-film raunch, had already surpassed the themes of sex and violence of 1965. Still, here was a guy that was able to make a bunch of successful, independent films that featured stars with huge boobs. Come on now!

Russ at "work."

In his "twilight."

WiLd BeLLe

Same song, again and again
You wrong me twice and I keep coming back
Tell me what the matter is, little man
I've got a pretty face and I where a nice dress
Why can't I keep you?
Keep you
Every minute that I spend on you
I give you honey and I give you truth
All the other women that you treat so rude
Cry, cry cause you make them blue
Running over town like you got no nerve
Sleeping in the shanty of a brand new girl
Call me after Nancy, but before Rachel
Why can't I keep you for myself

*FXDL*

I picked up this FXDL up from an ex-Marine last September. I'm almost ashamed at what I ended up paying for it, but the guy needed help, he helped us, so I bought it.
I wanted another FXR, but this thing came up and I've only heard good things about the Twin Cam motors. Most that go for the "Club Style" look usually do it with the FXDs, but I'll admit I like the bling from the Lowriders, and obviously the lower stance.
My man Spencer of Spagetty's Garage, did a great job with the Black Cherry paint. So subtle, so perfect! Unless it's the absolutely perfect light, pictures don't do a paint job like that justice.
After the mods, paint work and rain kept me from being able to ride it, I was able to run it today and I loved every minute of it. Choppers are to Hot Rods as these Dynas are to the new Corvettes, that's how I felt.

"PARTy"

Let the good times roll.

SCOUTING

Long story short: This Indian Scout was an actual basement find about 3 years ago. My sister's mother in law was cleaning out an old Victorian in SF, and there it was. The only person she knew to call that would be interested in it was my dad. Yup, she gave it to him... and he SOLD IT! I was pissed when he told me. In his defense, the person who actually "owned" the bike had some lawyer call about it, but in terms of what was happening to the property, it was given fair and square. My father didn't want the hassle behind it, didn't have a need for it, and sold it to the first guy who realized what it was and what my dad was selling it for. I couldn't believe it.
 If you're that guy, know that guy, or even think you may know where it is, get in touch with me. My dad sold a '69 Camaro, a '57 Nomad and a few Impalas that I'd of preferred he kept, but I really wanted this Indian... so you know I'll pay for it. He supposedly sold it to someone in SoCal...?