Work is slammed, crazy, busy. Give me until the weekend to clean this thing off.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Monday
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Sunday
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Friday, July 25, 2008
Friday

Test riding/demoing a new bike. 650b Yipsan. Built it up Friday night and took it out to 24 hours of booty.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Summer Series
In Charlotte we have this awesome weekly summer series that runs from Spring to early Fall. The event is on Wednesday nights and rotates between 5 local trails. Open to everyone from the seasoned pro to the 5 year old little girl - it is a crowd pleasure. I haven't been able to make it since early season but have some favorite photos from the first few races I did attend or race.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
2/365
ADM Plant
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Goodbye Myspace
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Tuesday, July 15, 2008
I'm Not Dead
I'm not dead, at least not yet, I don't think...
Life is evolving, my time is slipping out through fingers the tighter I grab and slowly I am learning how to breath. Breathing in and exhaling. Believing in everything I don't understand.
Song lyrics are evolving, routine is slipping from my schedule and slowly I am learning to love myself. To love those that deserve to be loved and forgive those who probably don't.
My friend assures me its all or nothing
I am not worried
I am not overly concerned
My friend implores me for one time only,
Make an exception.
I am not not worried
Wrap her up in a package of lies
Send her off to a coconut island
I am not worried
I am not overly concerned
With the status of my emotions
Oh, she says, were changing.
But were always changing
It does not bother me to say this isn't love
Because if you don't want to talk about it
then it isn't love
And I guess I'm going to have to live that
But, Im sure there's something in a shade of gray
Or something in between
And I can always change my name
if that's what you mean
My friend assures me its all or nothing
But I am not really worried
I am not overly concerned
You try to tell your self the things you try tell yourself to make
Yourself forget
To make your self forget
I am not worried
If its love she said,
then were gonna have to think about the
Consequences
She cant stop shaking and I can't stop touching her and.....
This time when kindness falls like rain
It washes her away and Anna begins to change her mind
These seconds when I'm shaking leave me shuddering
For days she says.
And I'm not ready for this sort of thing
But I'm not gonna break
And I'm not going to worry about it anymore
I'm not gonna bend. and I'm not gonna break and
I'm not gonna worry about it anymore
It seems like I should say as long as this is love...
But its not all that easy so maybe I should just
Snap her up in a butterfly net
Pin her down on a photograph album
I am not worried
I've done this sort of thing before
But then I start to think about the consequences
Because I don't get no sleep in a quiet room and...
The time when kindness falls like rain
It washes me away and Anna begins change my mind
And every time she sneezes I believe its love
And oh lord.... I'm not ready for this sort of thing
She's talking in her sleep-it s keeping me awake
And Anna begins to toss and turn
And every word is nonsense but I understand it and
Oh lord. I m not ready for this sort of thing
Her kindness bangs a gong
Its moving me along and Anna begins to fade away
It's chasing me away.
she disappears,
and oh lord I'm not ready for this sort of thing
-Counting Crows
Life is evolving, my time is slipping out through fingers the tighter I grab and slowly I am learning how to breath. Breathing in and exhaling. Believing in everything I don't understand.
Song lyrics are evolving, routine is slipping from my schedule and slowly I am learning to love myself. To love those that deserve to be loved and forgive those who probably don't.
My friend assures me its all or nothing
I am not worried
I am not overly concerned
My friend implores me for one time only,
Make an exception.
I am not not worried
Wrap her up in a package of lies
Send her off to a coconut island
I am not worried
I am not overly concerned
With the status of my emotions
Oh, she says, were changing.
But were always changing
It does not bother me to say this isn't love
Because if you don't want to talk about it
then it isn't love
And I guess I'm going to have to live that
But, Im sure there's something in a shade of gray
Or something in between
And I can always change my name
if that's what you mean
My friend assures me its all or nothing
But I am not really worried
I am not overly concerned
You try to tell your self the things you try tell yourself to make
Yourself forget
To make your self forget
I am not worried
If its love she said,
then were gonna have to think about the
Consequences
She cant stop shaking and I can't stop touching her and.....
This time when kindness falls like rain
It washes her away and Anna begins to change her mind
These seconds when I'm shaking leave me shuddering
For days she says.
And I'm not ready for this sort of thing
But I'm not gonna break
And I'm not going to worry about it anymore
I'm not gonna bend. and I'm not gonna break and
I'm not gonna worry about it anymore
It seems like I should say as long as this is love...
But its not all that easy so maybe I should just
Snap her up in a butterfly net
Pin her down on a photograph album
I am not worried
I've done this sort of thing before
But then I start to think about the consequences
Because I don't get no sleep in a quiet room and...
The time when kindness falls like rain
It washes me away and Anna begins change my mind
And every time she sneezes I believe its love
And oh lord.... I'm not ready for this sort of thing
She's talking in her sleep-it s keeping me awake
And Anna begins to toss and turn
And every word is nonsense but I understand it and
Oh lord. I m not ready for this sort of thing
Her kindness bangs a gong
Its moving me along and Anna begins to fade away
It's chasing me away.
she disappears,
and oh lord I'm not ready for this sort of thing
-Counting Crows
Sunday, July 6, 2008
I Love People
Two anonymous comments were posted this evening. Thank you for taking your time to make me laugh. To whoever I pissed off, you don't have to be anonymous.
Roll On

Days are rolling by.
Moments are minutes and minutes are hours. Where did that three day weekend go?
In bliss.
I welcome the feeling of content and completion.
No worries of life are on my mind this week.
The 4th was enjoyed. Many parties, friends and more parties.
With a good friend in the passenger seat we made our way from Charlotte..
to the lake..
back..
to Matthews (Little Town USA)
and then back to Charlotte.
Not many fireworks were viewed from the fog but they were felt.
A long walk,
A good friend.
Visiting old stomping grounds.
Feeling memories.
Thoughts rushing through my blood to my head.
They say oxygen is carried in your blood, I disagree.
Its memories.
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