something crawls to the surface of a dark scottish loch

thats fucking right.   I’m scottish. What a great song.

Feel like I’m crawling out the other side of a shit pool, via shawshank redemption. Dug the hole, pounded the pipe. Point is, the pipe needed to be pounded, and the hole was there waiting. It just hadn’t been dug yet.     Yeah, its about over.    Like my old man used to say ” they can’t eat me”.

I know the crux of my blog always started out with cool shit from easy rider and route 66.   Shit that I was proud to tell you about, and report on.    Between that time and now has been financial hell.     I haven’t been a fucking baby, i’ve just been over my head.     State tax commission, IRS, bad deals i wouldn’t make now, from a business partner that should have never been trusted.   waah waah waah.    End of the day, it was 2.6 million dollars that held over my sanity, my family and my marriage that I bore at times, cracked under at times, and walked away learning from mostly.

2.6 mil sounds like some sort of playa, to be impressed by someone.    Contrary;   i just chased too hard.   The truth is, for me the real living comes from working a hard 8  to 6  and laying it all out there.    I know when i’ve done it, and I’m smart enough to know that those  results speak for themselves.       Man, if they don’t maybe a 7 to 8 is in order, or even a 6 to 9.     Gotta provide at the end of the day, right?    times are changing.

What did I learn?

  • First, I got a helluva good wife.    Most women couldn’t handle what I put her through, chasing the rainbow.   In fact, she’s perfect.      I can never really explain how much on this blog
  • Never have a partner again.      I just wont.   Learned too much.
  • back to the wife:  her and I can do almost anything business wise.   Don’t know if I’ve met another team that compliments each other as much as we do.   She fills my details, I plow ahead pretty well.      Whatever.   enough said.

I had a pretty fast motherfucking bike.   its gone now, and it had to go.    Been pretty patient, and made a deal the last few weeks to get a pretty blown road king, with a 6 speed baker and I feel pretty confident I’ll be riding again come spring.

Life is good!

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