This week around the corner from my shop a 26 yr old kid was killed on his motorcycle. He was crusing down a pretty busy street right behind my shop when a car pulled out making a left. The side street they pulled out from has a pretty good blind spot, and everyone in the neighborhood is attributing this to them prolly not seeing the kid. Its a pretty busy urban neighborhood, and I hear he was going a little fast. When he hit the front of the car ( a newer grand prix 05ish) he damn near ripped the...

Im sitting here listening to the killers....

I realize how much I miss my grandmother...
I think sometimes, most of the time I dont weigh the gravity of things...I think its my breeding...I work a fast paced job and was raised in the world that things dont stop for you....So I find myself sitting pondering, remenising on things that happend, instances and places people long gone, relationships arye...I think of what may or may not have been done, out comes that potentially...

Cold weather is here, the bike is in the garage with the tender on. Now my mind will wander... I get cagey. On top of that I have a new welder out there yet to be used...I think I see myself wiring up some form of heat out there, or maybe Ill just get another work light they really throw off the heat. Maybe Ill sew some new patches on my vest...Idk I'm sure Ill find something to occupy...P.s. the baby is awesome!

Yesterday the misses and I had to go to an ultra sound to verify weather or not our little girl was breach. Good news is she turned herself around and is ready to go. Were 36 weeks and all looks the way it should, what a relief. This is def. a new chapter in my life, and Ive grown more excited then I thought I could...I cant wait till shes here...

Tommorrow, 9am. Ive been asked to be a paul bearer for my grandmothers funeral...this will be my first time...Ive been dreading this day and sleep is as far from me as an opening in the universe...Im calm not upset, infact Im honored to be one of the few to carry her to her resting place....its finality of it...weve been in mourning for about a week...after this the bus fires up and keeps moving...

After this its all a memory...

Memories are good though I suppose, you...