I haven’t been making any progress on my RD project lately because I’ve been working on getting my massage therapy business off the ground. Please check out my website: Downshift Massage.
I’ve been doing massage since 1996 and am looking forward to re-exploring this other passion – the human body and health care.
The view from my porch sucks. I’m sitting in a lawn chair, with a beer and a couplea candles burning down on the ledge. My view is of a parking lot awning and a street light. Oh look, there is a tree. Brilliant.
Where I grew up there was no special ‘view’ (“Oh look, honey! I can see a tree…don’t mind the powerlines and rooftops. We have a view!”).
It was just trees, hills, and sky. I didn’t have to have the world mediated through a porch viewfinder. It just was there. All of it – as Reverend Lovejoy calls it, “the cheap showiness of nature.”
Here, my view is limited by fake adobe and a garage structure and the constant rumble of the freeway. Airplanes fly overhead and cars cruise through the parking area.
I think Steven Jesse Bernstein said it best.
Wow. I didn’t realize it has been a couple of weeks since I posted. The RD project is burbling along. The frame returned from the sandblasters last Friday, but my painter friend has been out-of-town… We will paint the frame on Thursday and then I can start putting the bike back together.
I have just a few things left to do for the bike (aside from re-assembly). I wanted to modify the battery box, get and mount a regulator rectifier, paint the engine side cases, get some kind of simple tach/speedo and chuck the idiot cluster. That’s all!
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