all up in them guts...

I pitty the fool...

who don't recognize the king of all velvet masterpieces!

i love trannys

...not.

- - - -

Drew this up the other night.

Offensive = probably
Tasteful = probably not
Marketable = probably not going to sell even one.

"okay, lets run with it"
in the store later today.

..ATR poster..

Old photo albums from swapmeets have a tendency to yield some serious gold.
This is one of those instances.
That guy and those boobs.....unbeatable combination. And what better way to piss your old lady off than by hanging one of these above the mantle.

Nick hand screened 36 of these on 100lb cover stock, 24"x18"....limited run
check em out in the store.

the one good thing about wasted frames...

cutting them in half doesn't hurt as much.

fontana...

if your earings on the right side, it means your're gay right?

....okay, just wanted to double check.

emo...

Theres very few things in life that stop me dead in my tracks.
I'm talking about the stop whatever it is you're doing and ignore whoever you're talking to kind of "stop".

The Chain by Fleetwood Mac is one of those things.

The entire song is amazing but the last minute and a half is to me, one of the most powerful sounds I have ever heard. To this day, I get chills everytime I hear John Mcvie's bass kick in around that 3 minute mark...time just stops.

..swiss cheese..

man, it would be so much easier to just buy new ones....

-king of the hammers-

Theres one thing I've always been into and thats old 4X4's.
Not the new Superduty disco trucks you see driving around town that never leave the pavement but the classics like early Bronco's, Scouts and Jeeps. Another thing I've been into is rockcrawling which to most sounds pretty lame but in reality is one of the most intense things to witness in person. It almost seems impossible some of the things these guys can do with a car.

Today I went to the King of the Hammers race in Johnson Valley and managed to take a couple pics before my camera died. The whole idea started in 2006, its a new style of racing combining rockcrawling and open desert racing in one event. If you ever get a chance to go, do it. People just beating the living shit out of their trucks. So much insane just stuff driving around too, it feels like you're in a Mad Max movie.

2 steps forward, 3 steps back...

Very slow progress on my fictional, top secret Triumph 500 drag bike project. Just when I thought I had a game plan, I come across this Judson supercharger.

So now I guess I'm gonna stall this project out a little longer while I figure out how to make this a blown, reversed-head grenade that will never leave my garage.

one of my all time favorites..

i know "eh, seen that before" but i still dig it.
Kind of got that drag bike meets chopper feel....

-For Que-

Theres one word that comes to most peoples
mind when they hear the name Max Schaaf ...
...style.

Some got it, some don't.
He's got a garage full of it.
One of those guys with the golden touch,
whether its choppers or skateboarding.
i'm proud to call him my friend.

say your prayers...

with or without..

I posted a shot of this preunit awhile ago hanging out by a pool.
Heres another pic of it with drag bars and the front fairing.
It belonged to the grandfather of one of Nicks friends, she said
he had died awhile ago but just sold the bike recently, i'm sure for just pennies too.

Lucky bastard whoever got it..

hmm....

Today while getting ready to go to work I hear some commotion out side of my house and take a look only to find there's an Escalade hearse parked in my driveway.

There's about 20 people standing around and pulling flowers out of it....weird, but not too weird because I'm assuming they just got back from a funeral.

So I'm pacing aroung because I got to go to work and don't want to interrupt whatever is going down so i wait a minute, take another look, and now their pulling out a coffin and walking it to the backyard!!!

Are you kidding?......

By now, everyones in the backyard I'm thinking I can squeeze out without bothering their gig. The driver of the hearse comes out and offers to move his car, i tell him he can pull right back in if he needs to after i leave and he says "Nah, its okay. I'm just dropping off, I'll be back tomorrow"......really?

Now I've got a dead guy sitting in my neighbors backyard on top of their BBQ table.

peg-less wizardry...

My friend Eddie from SF came down for a visit and hooked me up with this killer tank. Chicks on steriods with firearms....ahhh, bliss.

He's putting together an ironhead with some of that frisco flavor.
Hope to see this thing on the road soon.

classic...

Justin brought his 66 by a couple days ago.
i really dig this bike
its just got that early club-bike feel.
bates seats, drilled brakes, wassell tank blah blah blah
the right ingredients.

and no hardtail kit in this bikes future.....ever.