i dreamt i not only participated in, but WON, the Biker Build-Off championship!
with a rootbeer colored sportster from the early seventies (the best years,IMO)
i was welding and painting and fabricating my ass off! paul cox made me a beautiful
leather seat and i used the kicker pedal from my friend steve's bike that i took
from it before it was put away for good. how could i NOT win!?
it was the first good dream i've had in i don't know how long.
and aside from the painting, i could maybe do it!
later.
oh, and tonight at 13, i heard a fantastic poet by the name of ragan fox.
he killed it!
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