MC invites animal rights activist to "Party"


Johnstown, PA (GlossyNews) – Local and state police scoured the hills outside rural Johnstown, Pennsylvania, after reports of three animal rights activists going missing after attempting to protest the wearing of leather at a large motorcycle gang rally this weekend. Two others, previously reported missing, were discovered by fast food workers “duct taped inside several fast food restaurant dumpsters,” according to police officials.
“Something just went wrong,” said a still visibly shaken organizer of the protest. “Something just went horribly, horribly, wrong.”
The organizer said a group of concerned animal rights activist groups, “growing tired of throwing fake blood and shouting profanities at older women wearing leather or fur coats,” decided to protest the annual motorcycle club event “in a hope to show them our outrage at their wanton use of leather in their clothing and motor bike seats.” “In fact,” said the organizer, “motorcycle gangs are one of the biggest abusers of wearing leather, and we decided it was high time that we let them know that we disagree with them using it…ergo, they should stop.”
According to witnesses, protesters arrived at the event in a vintage 1960’s era Volkswagen van and began to pelt the gang members with balloons filled with red colored water, simulating blood, and shouting “you’re murderers” to passers by. This, evidently, is when the brouhaha began.
“They peed on me!!!” charged one activist. “They grabbed me, said I looked like I was French, started calling me ‘La Trene’, and duct taped me to a tree so they could pee on me all day!”
“I…I was trying to show my outrage at a man with a heavy leather jacket, and he…he didn’t even care. I called him a murderer, and all he said was, ‘You can’t prove that.’ Next thing I know he forced me to ride on the back of his motorcycle all day, and would not let me off, because his girl friend was out of town and I was almost a woman.”

Still others claimed they were forced to eat hamburgers and hot dogs under duress. Those who resisted were allegedly held down while several bikers “farted on their heads.”
Police officials declined comments on any leads or arrests due to the ongoing nature of the investigation, however, organizers for the motorcycle club rally expressed “surprise” at the allegations.
“That’s preposterous,” said one high-ranking member of the biker organizing committee. “We were having a party, and these people showed up and were very rude to us. They threw things at us, called us names, and tried to ruin the entire event. So, what did we do? We invited them to the party! What could be more friendly than that? You know, just because we are all members of motorcycle clubs does not mean we do not care about inclusiveness. Personally, I think it shows a lack of character for them to be saying such nasty things about us after we bent over backwards to make them feel welcome.”
When confronted with the allegations of force-feeding the activists meat, using them as ad hoc latrines, leaving them incapacitated in fast food restaurant dumpsters, and ‘farting on their heads,’ the organizer declined to comment in detail. “That’s just our secret handshake,” assured the organizer.

OK WINTER, I'M DONE,

I've had it with fricken WINTER.  I'm done with snow. I'm done with the damn rain.  I'm done with the mud, with the frozen ground...THis sucks.

My optimism has dried up.  I've nothing to say about riding, except I miss it so much.  I've made plans for future rides.  And tonight, the Presidents State of Nation Address is going on.  So nothing to watch on tv.   I swear, I'm dyin here....if not for a challenge made by a friend I would wonder, what's the point?  These past couple weeks, I've been taking pictures and posting my pictures to a new blog.  It's a blog that posts one picture a day.  I am challenged to get out daily and take pictures of mundane stuff...and make it interesting.  So I'm gonna post a few of the pictures that didn't make it to my daily blog here, while we wait for better weather.  Sorry it's not motorcycle related...I just can't keep up the cool thoughts anymore.  I need a long ride. Don't you?

My blog is called 365 Degrees, Photos From Each Day http://chessiesphotos.wordpress.com/





Took Shrek to the Vet's office today...the bird was there...and we also went to the doggie store...



OK I've also gone and visited the Veterans Admin.  It's many acres, with a National Cemetery where our soldiers are buried...  I took a picture of a building that boasted this strange "gargoyle" kind of thing....



Don't ya just love this shot of Buffalo Mountain shrouded in clouds?



Now this next shot is one that seems to be very popular on my photo blog. I call it "Stairway To Heaven".



Now this next shot is of a spring of dried flower...or I guess it's actually weed.



I like this one too...it's a piece of honeycomb sitting in a Mason Jar of golden Smoky Mountain Honey. Don't it look like... ohhh ...I could beg for some of this.



This building is too cool. It's in Downtown Johnson City. There are more shots of this on my photo blog. All bright and damn nice...



Now this isn't going into my photo blog, cuz I took these last year. But I love em so I guess I'll show them off to you. These came from one of my most memorable rides....GOD I WANT TO RIDE NOW



The wolf and the masked bandit...cute guys....



This parrot allows me to dream of the Islands...What Islands? I DON'T CARE, JUST BE SURE THEY ARE TROPICAL



(Singing) Hail, Hail...the gangs all here...what the hell do we care? What the hell do we care?...



Well this is about all for now. Go Check out my photoblog...

I hate trikes.

'Cept for this one.


Exile does it right.

ménage à trois

When the dog bites, When the bee stings, When I feeling sad, I simply remember some of my favorite things and then I don't feel so bad.


"Good things" represented.

It's Friday! Cheers!

Stunt Rider Bubba Blackwell was busy, So I filled in for him.


Disclaimer: Obviously a Hoax!

My "Special" Cat

Not related to motorcycles, but had to share. Too cute!

This is a video of one of my two cats acting "Special". It was hard to capture. Usually when he knows someone is watching him drinking water this way, He quits. At the end of the video, when I call his name and ask him what he is doing, He realizes he's been busted and immediately stops.


He does drink water normally too. This is just one of the many endearing qualities of his perscatonality. Its what he does when he thinks no one is watching. What a goomba.

Ever catch one of your pets acting "Special"?

YORK PA. HARLEY DAVIDSON GOES IN HOUSE WITH TRIKE BUILDS

Trike


Harley-Davidson reps announce trike production will be moved from Lehman Trikes, based in Spearfish, S.D., to the Springettsbury Township plant in York County.

"Our decision to move trike assembly is based purely on the restructuring of Harley Davidson's York operations, which now provides the opportunity for us to build trikes in house and streamline trike assembly and distribution," says Julie Chichlowski, director of Trike Platform at Harley-Davidson.

Production of trikes at the Springettsbury Township plant starts this summer, when work on 2011 models begins.

It's been reported on Fox 43 out of Harrisburg PA. that Harley is recruiting about 400 "casual" workers.  This announcement was made on the 13th, while the announcement for the in house trike builds was widely reported on January 18th.   Harley, rather than calling back and rehiring the hundreds of worker who have been laid off over the past 12 months, invited hand picked ex-workers to come back and interview for the "casual" work slots.  The casual worker is not entitled to any employee benefits.  So it's not going to be any secret how they are going to save money doing the job in house.  The Casual worker will not be able to acquire 40 hours a week, but they will receive $16.75 an hour in compensation.  

I'm happy for Harley Davidson of York.  Some of you maybe aware, I lived in  Lancaster County PA for about ten years.  I'm proud HD has found a way to stay in business and recall some of the laid off workers...even if only as casual part time workers.  I believe the labor union may have something to say about this...depends on how smart HD was in the restructuring of the company.   I have a feeling the Union will have a hard time getting their way...most unions are pretty ineffectual these days.

passing time

I seem to have mellowed a bit more with each passing year. Maybe I'm getting older, and a bit wiser. Life sure seems better viewing it as an optimist, rather than living life through the eyes of a pessimist. With the arrival of winter each year, I realize I have to put the bike away for the season, but this only brings up a new season of thrills and beauty to come. I have come to accept that to live in Minnesota you have to learn to Love ALL 4 seasons. If you don't 3-4 months out of the year, you could potentially find yourself pretty miserable. Winter is just a thing we have to deal with. I've learned the more I go at it with this kind of attitude, the less the snow and cold seems to bother me. I love to ice fish. I love and appreciate the beauty of winter landscapes. I love snow on Christmas, and I like to snowmobile and downhill ski once in a while.

I don't ski wussy hills like the one pictured below, but had to take a picture of the run's sign while I was on my way to the double black diamond runs.

How could you pass up a name like Harley's Hollow?


Keep smiling. Spring isn't too far away.

Annual De-lurker day.


You know who you are, You anonymous readers who never comment.

Leave me a comment with you name if you are guilty, or even if you are not!

Art or is it?

I Thought this was kind of cool, and figured this was Blogable. I see it quite often. There is a distinct reverse image of the Harley Davidson Bar and Shield Logo left on one of my favorite chairs.


Its like unintentional art.

Its kind of like carving your name into a picnic table as a kid and leaving your mark.
Every time I wear a certain Harley shirt, and sit in this particular micro-fiber chair, I leave a temporary sign that says, "I was there."
Art, or is it?

PHOTOS!!!!

It's too dang cold to ride....everyone is in the grip of an arctic blast. This has been going on now for what you guys?????? TWO WEEKS? Come on already! Time to get the heat blast burning...don't you agree?

In the mean time, today I took Mom's car out, there is ice on the roads around here...so I took Mom to church...and then went in search of photographs. I really didn't go to far at first...here is Mom's church!







I leave the church yard and head for the covered bridge once more. This time, I don't have anybody with me checking his watch...wanting to get back home to his comfies....this time...I'm to myself, and I love it!















A couple of days ago...while doing things I sometimes do without my bike, I stop to take pictures of a chrome bumper grave yard. Or perhaps I guess these guys would like to think this is simply a "resting" place until someone in the country who is rehabing an old automobile...calls as says..."Do you have a front AND rear bumper for....???" Well yes my son, we here at Elizabethton Chome have anything you desire....as long as it's a chrome bumper....





I also have been to my favorite cheese section of the grocery store in town:



And finally....a brutal ice scene.

Hope you all had a fabulous holiday season!



Still alive and kickin. Can't wait to see what this new year will bring.
Last year was a Helluva RIDE!

Another Way to Write...Blog...Just....

I've been wondering what to do here for a couple of weeks. I haven't been on any rides that made me want to get off the bike and shoot pictures. I haven't had a camera, or it's just to darn cold/wet/icy/crappy to do any riding.



It's 17 degrees outside as I write this. It's almost 1PM. I don't have a heated garage, just a car port. I went outside a bit ago, thinking I wanted to see what it would take to start the old girl up. Forget it she told me. "ARE YOU FREAKING OUT OF YOUR MIND?" I think I should have wrapped her engine in an electric blanket...kept her jugs warm, her oil from turning to sludge, her gears from shrinking, compressing, and seizing up. I should have been more thoughtful toward the old girl. She is out in the elements alone, cold, and almost forgotten.





Almost forgotten?I do think of her daily. I just don't baby her. I don't even put a battery tender on her, though perhaps if I did, I wouldn't have to remember to run out and start her on the warmer days here in North East Tennessee. But if I did that, then perhaps I should just put fuel stabilizer in her fuel tank, hook her up to the tender and forget about her till it really warms up, and the rest of the regions riders are out in force?



No, I think not...I think my girl will continue to be ridden when possible. I think I will continue to rush out on days when the temps are above 32 degrees shoot some starting fluid into her lungs and crank her alive...push those fluids through her belly, into her heart, her crank case...warm up those piston and gears,move those flywheels around and around, push rods shootin oil into the heads, ...smell the exhaust, revel in her sound, her smell...in the way she always comes alive for me...pleasing me...bringing me smiles and good cheer.



I don't do anything really in preparation for spring. To do so would be too much planning for me. The only planning I do in the winter, geared toward my warmer weather riding, is to open the atlas, and try to figure out a route to a major ride I am planning to take. I have good intentions.





Unfortunately, or perhaps fortuitously...I often forsake the routes I've chosen for something that appears to promise a better adventure. As long as it takes me in the general direction of my original ending place...and the time is not going to be a large factor, I always tend to take roads I hadn't seen on the big map. Following the smaller State Roads, County Roads, or secondary highways that just didn't make themselves plain to me while I was sitting here at home....planning. Planning? No...I think I'm actually day dreaming...filling the holes in time until I can get back on the bike and be whole again.



One thing I do need to do before I spend any time on the bike is buy a tire for the rear. Dang thing is dangerous.





So that's it for today...I've rolled the bike out of the carport to take pictures...dang it...I'm so cold, my fingers hurt for a while afterwards...
You all be well, stay warm, enjoy your lives...I'll dream of the desert of Mojave...and I'll crank my Little Girl up a couple times a month...ride her to build her cranking power up...and bring her home under the carport to await our next ride...short as they are.

It's New Years..Hope for the best for you in 2010

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Hi everyone,
What a year it was!  Yes, I started this blog on Jan 10, 2009.  No followers...but loads of thoughts, ideas, and my camera.

You all know I love motorcycles, writing, and riding.  Now it's photography that is catching my attention.

It was recently brought to my attention the new decade won't start till next year... so I guess my actions in 2010 will be practice for the new decade....

So here it is folks, for you,
I wish for you health better than last year, wealth enough to keep your smile on and the wolves away, but most of all, I wish all of you know and have the best of any love out there....
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