So, I'm sitting here listening (obnoxiously loud) to my latest mix cd for work. As it shuffles through for the third time I have not one but epiphanies; 1. I need to get more music. 2. I need to get an Ipod or other mp3 player to make this whole mix cd thing a thing of the past.
Hell, all I really listen to at work is NIN, Korn, Disturbed, Slipknot and System of a Down. The rest of my stuff just doesn't have that 'lets thrash our way through the day' feel to it.
I tried to listen to some Iron Maiden last night... it actually slowed me down. I was paying more attention to what I was hearing than what I was doing and subsequently totally fucked up 2 SG Supremes. One I mis-filed a fret, so it had to be refretted, and the other my sanding guard wasn't in place all the way, so I sanded through a $8,000 paintjob. It's times like these that I'm glad we don't have to pay to fix our mistakes.
I was lurking back in buffing, during lunch talking to the new lead guy, and watched as one of the guys from final assembly tripped over a mat and dropped a fully finished and assembled LPSU ( Les Paul Supreme) on the concrete....the fall destroyed it. The neck joint cracked, the peg head split, and the body was dented beyond saving. It had a Root Beer paintjob ($$$$) all told, I saw a piece of functional art that would have retailed for around $35,000 go bye bye in about 3 seconds. After the three of us stopped staring and swearing we all laughed until we almost cried. After all, if you can't laugh at some elses misfortunes, how will you ever be able to laugh at your own?
I'm just counting weeks until the next plant shutdown so I can head back out to Cali. I've got some personal business to see to (David), A Goddaughter to see, and a bike to get home. I don't think I'll be driving it back here though. I remember driving through New Mexico and Arizona last time...that would suck on a bike. After all, the heater only works in the summer, the air conditioner only works in the winter, and when it rains there's a big ass leak.
Betcha thought I was gonna be negative didn't ya?
Acid
Hell, all I really listen to at work is NIN, Korn, Disturbed, Slipknot and System of a Down. The rest of my stuff just doesn't have that 'lets thrash our way through the day' feel to it.
I tried to listen to some Iron Maiden last night... it actually slowed me down. I was paying more attention to what I was hearing than what I was doing and subsequently totally fucked up 2 SG Supremes. One I mis-filed a fret, so it had to be refretted, and the other my sanding guard wasn't in place all the way, so I sanded through a $8,000 paintjob. It's times like these that I'm glad we don't have to pay to fix our mistakes.
I was lurking back in buffing, during lunch talking to the new lead guy, and watched as one of the guys from final assembly tripped over a mat and dropped a fully finished and assembled LPSU ( Les Paul Supreme) on the concrete....the fall destroyed it. The neck joint cracked, the peg head split, and the body was dented beyond saving. It had a Root Beer paintjob ($$$$) all told, I saw a piece of functional art that would have retailed for around $35,000 go bye bye in about 3 seconds. After the three of us stopped staring and swearing we all laughed until we almost cried. After all, if you can't laugh at some elses misfortunes, how will you ever be able to laugh at your own?
I'm just counting weeks until the next plant shutdown so I can head back out to Cali. I've got some personal business to see to (David), A Goddaughter to see, and a bike to get home. I don't think I'll be driving it back here though. I remember driving through New Mexico and Arizona last time...that would suck on a bike. After all, the heater only works in the summer, the air conditioner only works in the winter, and when it rains there's a big ass leak.
Betcha thought I was gonna be negative didn't ya?
Acid
You probably already know, Mark Twain once said "The root of all laughter is 'I'm glad it wasn't me,' therefore there is no laughter in heaven."
I actually like desert riding and have a few tricks to offer. First, I LOVE my Platypus drinking water bag with hose. It's the one with the Ziploc style opening, so I just ask for extra ice water at rest stops, and pour the cup into the bag. The hose clips to my jacket collar, and I can sip while I ride even with a full-face helmet. I have the 1-liter size that fits inside the tankbag or a big jacket pocket.
The second tip come from a 1976 book called The Compleat Motorcycle Nomad. The author, Roger Lovin, suggests wearing a light-colored wool sweater soaked in water. The wool holds a LOT of water, so you don't keep stopping to re-wet your t-shirt. Also, the wool controls how much breeze comes through and keeps it just right for me. The long sleeves prevent sunburn. My only complaint is that roadrash protection is nil. I keep a plastic bag handy so that at rest stops I can go to the bathroom, put the sweater in the bag, run some warm water in, and squish it around until the sweater is wet. Wring out the sweater, and put it on when you're back out at the bike.