Friday, February 11, 2011

Weirdos

The * at the end of the serial number... It has a meaning. I used to not know what it was, and worked with a guy who was facinated by it. He started looking for bills with the * and began collecting them. He even had me looking for them and would buy them off me. Once I realized how many were actually out there I began saving them myself. It was a nice little "vacation account" for me. This was back in 2002-2003. I had since forgotten about this oddity. I ran across a bill with a * on it yesterday and it made me think of the guy I worked with. Last I heard of him he had lost his shop and was commited to the looney bin... $*.**..., They'll drive you nuts.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Long as I can see the light...

If you drive an ol' beater like I do, taking the time to properly adjust the headlights is worth it's weight in gold. Last nights adjustments made tonights drive almost as good as driving in the day light. (Yes, they were that out of adjustment!)

2012 is coming...

Hint: I'm not talking about about the cash or the wrench.

The one that got away

Craigslist ad: 1961 Honda Dream 305. 20,000 miles, electric start, new tires, ride her home $1,200 obo. I wasn't in the market for one of these, but I thought it was a great deal... I was next in line and the guy ahead of me payed full asking price. Oh well, do I really need another bike....

Friday, February 4, 2011

Tuesday, February 1, 2011