Up in Alaska: Why I like endurance

Up in Alaska: Why I like endurance

said better than i ever could!!

Thank you!

SAD!!! SAD!!

http://www.duluthnewstribune.com/event/article/id/150354/





yet another example of what a "HACK"/Unnewsworthy newspaper the Hibbing Daily Tribune is!!!
we get the "Hack" Daily Tribune everyday, (not anymore by the way), and yet i had to read about this truely sad story in the Duluth paper today!!

What a joke, and whomever decided to not cover this story for the "Hack" is a chickenshit asshole!!!

sounds like Dr. Krause had a nice little racket going on. Imagine if this is practiced all over this great country of ours!!! Very Very scary!!

Can you imainge said Dr. and his nurse before their day started....................good morning nurse, well good morning Dr. how many kids can we pump through our office today? Dr............................... i don't know let's give every sick kid 10 min. and see how many we can pump out, who knows maybe we could beat last week!!! SAD SAD!!!!

if your child has Dr. Krause..........run..... I SAY RUN!!! to a different Dr.

our youngest has him as a Dr. and i'll state here and now, she will have a different Dr. in the a.m.!!!

as far as i'm concerned, Dr. Krause should not practice (term used loosly) medicine EVER EVER EVER again!!!

Hey Dr. Krause go flip burgers somewhere, 1 every ten minutes sounds right, but you might have to speed it up some during the lunch rush!!!





Peace..........................

5 Days and Counting..........................

To my favorite band in the world, coming to the state of Mn.!!!


11/03/09: O'shaughnessy: Saint Paul, MN United States


http://www.thehip.com/index.html



This will be the 13Th time I've seen them live, and it keeps getting better every time!!!

2006 we saw them twice in one weekend at the Mn. State Zoo on a Sat. night, then Sunday night at Grandma's Sports Garden in Duluth, Mn. Very Very cool group, best seen live!!!



My top albums by the Hip in no particular order are..............................

Fully Completely -Locked In The Trunk Of A Car, 50 Mission Cap, At The Hundredth Meridain, Wheat Kings

Up To Here - New Orleans Is Sinking, Blow At High Dough

Road Apples -Little Bones

Phantom Power -Fireworks, Poets



if i peaked your interest, check out this link......................http://www.thehip.com/albums/ and give the Hip a listen!!!



You won't be sorry!!!!!



Peace,..........................

So it has begun!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The boss says i have enough money to start the build of my new Surly Pugsley!! http://surlybikes.com/frames/pugsley_frame/
Metallic Thunderhead Gray please!!
How cool is that??
Frame got ordered this afternoon, and so begins my jump into the world of the "Pugs"!! I'm so looking forward to it!!
Wish me luck, and damn this winter just got a lot more fun!!!

Peace,
Joboo

Two Years!!!

it's been two years since I've seen my two girls!!
I used to be very angry, but now my heart just aches everyday!!
Cindi along with the other children in our family also miss Lola & Opal VERY VERY much!!!
Pray that the girl's mother pull's her head out of her ass soon!!!!!

Peace,
Joboo

A Fun Lazy late Fall Afternoon............

Hanging at the "Mayor's" house in Gheen.


Peace,
Joboo

From Another Blogger.....

Our boy Response is back on tour and livin’ the vida loca. Whatever the hell that means.
From: ResponseSubject:


My bike is my armorWell, my bike was stolen here in China. It was $60 usd new. So no major loss. Or so I thought.
I had ridden a few miles off the beaten track to the fair grounds to see the 60th anniversary of Chinese Communism festivities. My bike was swiped while I was walking around inside the fair.
Nothing to do but walk home. Evening had set in and the hazy autumn sun sunk slowly into Guangzhou. I noticed that the streets seemed strange and different. Somehow the buildings, houses and vacant lots that I had breezed by on my bike, now seemed unfriendly and sinister. There was none of the usual “hello” being cast in my direction by locals testing their one or two words of English. People had time to study me as I inched through the dense neighborhoods. The local tough guys looked a lot tougher now I am moving at brisk 4 mph and standing 6 inches shorter than when mounted on my bike. After my bro recently got his gold chain snatched in broad daylight, I knew that these guys can be Kung Fu fast and have balls of steel.
I realized at that point, my bicycle is my armor. It protects me from harm and speeds me to safety. (If I was as tough as old pistol pete, it could be used as a weapon as well). My bike hardens my muscles, puts calluses on my hands and stretches my lungs, amplifying my strength and forcing life into my body. My bike sharpens my senses and reflexes, testing my limits, making me tougher and more secure.
My bike is my translator. It sends a message of good will and trust to all who observe my gentle passage. It tells a story of my interest in the community and desire to keep the environment clean and my carbon footprint small. It shows my willingness to adopt the local ways and my respect for the common man.
My bike is my friend. It tells me stories of adventure and romance. It carries beautiful women on its padded rear rack and charms them with its confidence, imparting a sense of freedom with its smooth effortless movements. It wakes me up in the middle of the night to tell me jokes so I laugh myself back to sleep. My bike always wants to hang out after work, go for a cruise or even hang out in the garage, listen to music, drink a few beers and play with tools. On rainy days, we go and play in the puddles and try not to drink the gutter water.
My bike is my business partner. It carries my tools and sundries for work. Also, my bike shows the local vendors that I am CHEAP, too cheap (and practical) to own a car and too cheap to pay full price for their goods. My bike has a strong work ethic and seldom calls in sick for work.
My bike must be replaced immediately! I smiled and changed my course to the nearest reputable bike shop…
I hope the new owner of my stolen bike lives to be 110 and their whole family becomes rich…
Response