Monday Jun 16, 2003

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I sat around on the beach for a while today. A homeless guy by the name of 'scorpion' talked to me for a while. He told me that he makes fifty dollars a day picking up cans and bottles off the beach and taking them to the recycling center. At five cents a can, that's a lot of frickin' cans. He also told me that he buys bacardi with the money that he gets. He offered me a shot. I declined. It was a little early for me.
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debrajean:
http://www.photolib.noaa.gov/library/images/libr0363.jpg
three posts in one morning...i'm out of control
racer_x:
Weird thing was i had just checked chain tension about 150 mi. before that during the obligatory once over of the bike when stopping for a gas/smoke/piss break...was the requisite 25mm of slack. Ah well, I walked away from that one,so 's I guess I can't complain about a shattered mudguard, a dented swingarm, a night in the Day's Inn...my bud is lucky he didn't get fah-wacked with the offending chain when it spit off the back...and I'm lucky I didn't go ass-over-kneecaps at 90mph, and that the bitter end of the chain didn't take a destructive chunk out of my cases (whew!)
i ended up putting a masterlink on the old chain(after walking 1/2 mile to go get it out of the middle of I-64), sfety wired the shit out of the clip and headed on my way.
ride safe!

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