More stuff in store

Had to restock some shirts. We also added some new hats and koozies to the store.

Koozies back in stock!

I guess you guys dig beer drinking and hell raising!!!

In the store now

Keep your brewskis cold broskis!

a couple from the road....

complete with poser photographer phone app. special effects....

This place is incredible but man do I miss home.

Dance this mess around

When it comes to music Jason and I tend to be on opposite ends of the spectrum. The guy knows every single word to almost every single song on the radio. Where as I rarely listen to the radio. Long story short he tries to turn me onto some goofy gangster rap shit and I will try and get him to listen to some dumb band that put out one 7" 30 years ago. Right after I met Jason he mentioned how much he loved the B-52's and I was like "SO DO I!!!" Then we french kissed.

Try not to cry...

I know everyone that knows me thinks I am all about boner jokes and pretending that I am some tough guy. The truth is I am a softy. I think that's why Jason and I are such good pals. When we aren't guessing how big the kings of the chopper scenes wieners are we are spilling our guts about the stuff that really matters. We are alway on the verge of tears in his garage. Family is a big deal to both of us. This post is more personally pertaining to me but it all relates to how i think both of us feel about our dads.

Just over 3 years ago my pop had a severe stroke. I still remember the night I got the call. I just got back to my shop at 3:30 in the morning and I could barely keep my eyes open. My head hits the pillow and my phone just starts ringing. I pick it up and its my little sister crying telling me I need to head down to the hospital. He had emergency brain surgery that night. For the next few months he was in intensive care. He was in rough shape. He moved to and assisted living home when he was was finally stable enough. Constantly in and out of the hospital because of the negligent care he was being provided. My mom would spend every free moment with him. Wake up visit him, work and then back to hang out with him till he fell asleep. I know they always loved each other but until then I am not sure if I truly understood true love. You can see it in their eyes. My mom is a pretty strong and incredible lady. Now he is in a great facility. My mom bought a used handicap van and brings him home regularly to hang out there and he even gets to spend the night in his own bed sometimes.

Life is crazy. You never know what sort of curveball is going to be thrown at you. The first time I ever rode a motorcycle was up and down the street in front of my parents house on my dad's Hodaka Combat Wombat, that he had since before my folks got married. I have a lot of fond memories with my dad as from when i went with him in his truck to mow lawns for a few bucks on a saturday to when I was sixteen thinking i was a bad ass and i tried to fist fight him. He whooped my ass!!!

It's hard seeing someone you spent your whole childhood admiring being so defenseless and at the mercy of others. But I am glad he is still around and i got to spend the evening with him last night while my mom was out of town.

This photo was possibly taken the night i was conceived.

Took this of my dad last night after he had dinner.

Baby Pictures

Before Michael Schmidt. Before Born Free. Before the Panny Hamster. Jason was a model. I did a cover for Dice Magazine and they needed a shot for the inside bio. I knew it had to be sexy so I called Jay up and he went full bore! His wife took the photos holding the camera in one hand and their new born in the other. Sometimes I fear for Maggie's future...



I have at least 90 more photos from this afternoon.

Party Time!

I'm Nick. Jay reluctantly left me in charge of the blog while he is gone in England looking at rocks and eating haggis.



Fleetwood Mac is gay! Let's party!



Jay is bummed!

so...

I'm hopping on a plane heading straight to London in a couple hours.

Nicks gonna take over for a minute so expect to see alot of tongue in cheek and finger in butthole.

Bill Withers

Amen brotha

total commitment...

I've wanted to try and narrow a springer for a while now. Caleb over at Cro Customs has done a few recently and kinda inspired me to just pull the trigger and do it already. Looks like its gonna be a lot of work just to get a half inch out of each side.

-TONIGHT-

You know how we do...