I thought you were one of the sales guys at motocorsa...

me thinks i'm getting old and confused

Quote from: Mother on April 17, 2010, 05:55:32 PM
me thinks i'm getting old and confused

Yes.

I hope/really want to go to the All Star show.

Soooo....... the last part of our ride on Sunday had me winding through I-5 traffic at speeds a bit over the limit (but who doesn't right?) .... anyhow... I had checked my mirrors often and there were no cops back there.... and the reason I point this out was that I was checking my mirrors and didnt notice anybody behind me...  thus, it was weird when, as I pull into my garage... a red camaro pulls into my driveway behind me..... two guys sitting in it.... t-top off and they looked... mmm... kinda redneck to me.... old guy gets out of the driver seat....

"That is the make the beast with two backsing awesomest bike doood. You wanna race? I bet I could show you a thing or two about how this pregnant dog can slide through the corners...."

Me: "Uh.... sorry... just spent 4 hours riding... I have to get some work done now...."

Hick: Walking into my garage and touching all my bikes.... "Holy make the beast with two backs dude... what do you do?"

Me: At this point its kinda creeping me out... but he seems high or drunk or both....  "I do computer stuff."

Hick: "Seriously man... let's race... my car is well known by the cops in this area.... I been known to win a race or two..."

Me: "Uh... yeah.... 217 is full of cops today... I would rather not get a ticket.... I like to keep my speeding for the track...."

Hick: Walks over to my gear rack and looks at my leathers.... "These are bad ass... I would wear these all the time... How about I let you drive my car when we race?? I could ride one of your bikes....."

Me: "Sorry man... I have work to do... maybe next time...."

Hick:  "How old are you? I am 40.... well.... 48 but thats the same thing right. How about you come to my house and we can share a couple of beers... and that means a lot ... cause I am inviting you over...."

Me: I walk over to the 999 and start wiping the bugs off the fairings. "Bugs... sorry man... gotta clean off the bugs..."

Hick: "Don't you die man. Its us or them... and I know too many people who have died... it's a survival game out there... don't you die."

Me: Looking at the guy in the passenger seat... he is in his 20s... and I am starting to think that maybe they are into leather pants in a different way.... but trying to figure out how to get them the hell out of my garage.... "I wasn't planning on any death. But if I hear the words 'Don't you quit me.' I may have to pull a gun."  He looked at me like he had no clue what I was talking about.

Hick: Gets back into his car and proceeds to do a 30 point turn... trying to turn around... "Don't die man... it's a survival game out there... survival..."  Then he peels out leave a rubber trail down the street....

Weird... creepy... whatever.... not what you usually expect on a Sunday afternoon...

garage has just been cased

Quote from: Mother on April 19, 2010, 02:23:13 PM
garage has just been cased

I know.... I was thinking the same thing... sucks... what do you do in that situation anyhow?

Alert the local police to two tweakers in a red Camaro.

its all insured right?

dont worry about it

hopefully they steal the bike without the title

Quote from: Mother on April 19, 2010, 09:00:53 PM


hopefully they steal the bike without the title

Chain the bikes together for a while, maybe.

Yeah, sounds like a casing.  What Mudder said... if it's all insured, don't worry about it.  Lock your doors at night, don't leave crap laying out, don't make it easy for them to break into or take stuff... that's really all you can do (within the bounds of the law).

Well, actually... you could get some of those floor anchors and chain the bikes down.  You could also install lockers that are bolted to the floor or studs in the wall for your track gear.

Do you have a home alarm system?  Does it cover the garage?  If not, and you're really freaked out about it, you could do that.  Sometimes a loud alarm scares 'em off.  Sometimes not.  The only thing that practically guaranteed to scare off the baddies is the sound of a 12-ga being pumped, but that requires you to be home, and to hear them breaking in (and to be willing to pull the trigger... but that's a whole other discussion).

Me personally?  I'd just put a really obnoxious alarm on the garage door(s) and window(s).  If they're willing to break in when I'm not home and deal with the alarm, then so be it.  It's just stuff.

Oh well... what can you do? Next time though, I have some fun ideas. 

poopdicks!

Billy where the POOPDICKS have you been?? You need to come by and see Rowan. I mean it. Quit being a stranger. Seriously.

Mo will purge the gin even, if you come over.

I like Billy Bone

as much as

I like Chopin and Tonic









[moto]

So... two blocks down... yesterday... the cops busted about 6 people with a truck robbing a house... I guess a concerned neighbor didn't recognize the people who were moving items out of the house. Wonder if it is at all related to the poopdicks that were around my place on Sunday.