MURDERCYCLES

Friday, July 20, 2012

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

I stop at an auction house on the way home from work on Tuesday mornings. It is at the polar opposite end of the spectrum from Sotheby's, selling used furniture and other leftovers. The place swarms with rude bidders, all of whom are experts on all subjects. I keep to myself and throw a few elbows when the occasional vulture tries to invade my personal space as I look at an item.

My interest at this auction is the usual stuff I enjoy, gas station signs, old magazines and photographs for the blog.

The irony of life is played out every Tuesday. No matter how great your life was, how much you accomplished and all the adventures you had, it all ends up here.

Today I saw the life of a guy who emigrated from Gmund, Austria after the war. He was a Doctor in Mathematics, worked at Pratt & Whitney and had a fine home in Glastonbury. Ski trips, German Shephards and flower gardens were his main enjoyments. He seemed like a nice man who had children, travelled the World and was respected in his field of work.

How does an example of the American Dream have the glories of his life end up in a dusty box in a rundown supermarket auction?

I guess it is just a reminder to me that death awaits us all, and the true glory is to be kind to your family and friends while you are still breathing. That you can't put in a shoebox.

This was the coolest thing at the auction today. I had a race set like this when I was very young. Playing with it is my first memory of my father, and the first heartbreak of dead batteries.

Wenzzday

Monday, July 16, 2012

Murdercycles 13th Anniversary Party

To everyone that helped, visited, played and cooked, thank you very much.

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Come Early - Stay Late

Motorcycles vs Bicycles

OK, I admit it. I have been watching the Tour de France bicycle race on TV this past week. I haven't ridden a bicycle since I had two legs and dudes in spandex don't do much for me.

What I do love are motorcycles, mountain roads and European scenery.
The coverage of this race is pretty amazing with TV cameras operated by passengers on motorcycles. The motors ride right along in the pack with the pedal bikes and mechanic cars, all the while avoiding the rabid fans running into the roadway.

The racers have amazing skills, but I want to be one of the motorcycles on the tour. Maybe the guy with the spring water or energy bars on the top of his saddlebags, a rolling snack bar for the bike racers.

If you are bored, check out the race on NBC Sports, great roads and lots of motorcycles.