Category Archives: Trash

Stand By For Monkey Drill!

If you look upon the banner at the top of this dive, you will observe three magnificent manifestations of the scum of America’s highways.  Two are obvious; GQMan is the tall, suspicious-looking dude on the right (your right) and I’m the one in the middle flashing the secret handsign of the Most Royal And Honorable Order Of The Sublime Nosepickers.  But who is the schlub on the left (your left) with the neon racing stripe?  That, gentle readers, is Trash, another riding bud of mine who is also joining this blog as an Author.


Note Trash’s face.

Trash is not happy.

Trash is not happy because his bike has not required a major overhaul on this trip. 

It’s why he’s called Trash.

Because that’s what Trash rides.

You see, Trash only rides Kawasakis that are at least 15 years old and are on the teetering edge of catastrophic mechanical breakdown.  Think Social Security 10 years from now and you’ll get the approximate idea.

And the green racing stripe? Well, we require him to wear it so we can find something recognizable to return to Mrs. Trash on the day his bike decides to vaporize itself at 70 MPH.

 However, with a bit of luck, and a lot of prayer, one day Trash will get a Harley and join GQMan and I on the Dark Side.

And then we’ll acknowledge him in public…



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