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hoyden will follow the free tendencies of desire hoyden is a pill dropped in a glass of water hoyden is an illusion on a surface of memory hoyden is a finger resting on the controls of a broken machine hoyden turns as she pleases toward all horizons hoyden is perfect sadism, at least as a method hoyden is a beautiful chimera hoyden crouches to intercept shadows hoyden is not in the habit of saluting the dead hoyden will always find buyers hoyden is at most a thinking reed hoyden writes sad and ardent love letters hoyden is a door someone opened hoyden is a dark intention hoyden never waits for itself hoyden leaves an exquisite corpse

July 14

When I bought the bike, the seller told me it was an “open title” that he’d never put in his name. Okay, not a huge deal. However, when I received the title (long distance sale), I found that he had signed the back as the buyer two years ago.

Crap! I just got a useless piece of paper.

I expressed my displeasure (!) to the seller and set about trying to get my bike titled.
I went to an “Authorized Third Party” DMV place and was told I needed a notarized Power of Attorney.

After some mis-matched numbers and mail back and forth…  He got me the correct paperwork – it arrived this morning!

I hooked the trailered bike up to my dirty little car which I still haven’t washed post-Haboob. (it’s fun to say, isn’t it?)

and skedaddled over to the Authorized Third Party place I went to last week.

The DMV lady took all my paperwork

and a whopping $27 later, I had me a bonafide title!

Tomorrow, I pick up my DG expansion chambers from the sandblaster, and hopefully, I’ll get the brakes sorted out over the weekend. Going to look into modding some FZR600 rearsets or some other rearset fix. Yay!

July 12

I tweaked my back that morning I got the RD running…so after kicking it over, I spent the next week lying down popping naproxen and muscle relaxers. It started feeling better a couplea days ago, but figured I’d take it easy and not risk hurting myself further.

Today, I picked up a set of DG pipes a friend had hanging in his garage. (thanks RD Matt!)

They are in decent shape – couplea dents that won’t affect performance and some rust. So, I started sanding. By hand. I’m a dirty girl.

I made a bit of progress before a friend sent me an email with a valuable suggestion to put a wire wheel in my drill. So I said, “Screw this! I’m going Ace!”

At which point, I came inside and sat down.
Oops.
I got a glass of water and ended up sucked into the computer. It’s 102F right now outside. Maybe I’ll make it to Ace today. Or maybe I’ll just go in the morning.

I need to research jetting for this set up, learn how to make some rearsets (cuz all the new ones are too damn expensive for me), figure out the brakes(!) and put some grips on