yet another weekend

i signed up for netflix saturday. my first three movies should be 3-iron, the wild parrots of telegraph hill, and the girl in the cafe. (thanks for the suggestions, kevin.) i’m interested to see how the whole netflix thing works out for me. i went ahead and signed up for the unlimited 3 movies at once option. i thought about going with the one unlimited, but i thought it might be too restrictive. and the unlimited 2 didn’t seem to be linear between the 1 and 3 as far as cost-benefit. that’s probably intentional.
i also went to the imax at the houston museum of natural science on saturday and saw roving mars (about the mars rovers). jamie was taking her kids and asked me if i wanted to go, so i asked sue and she came along with the potts kids.
i put my new straight baffles in today. my bike got lower and more throaty, and louder. not scary louder, but louder. i might need to get the carbs re-jetted. but i went ahead and rode it around. i met up with stephen and we went into the hood. we went to an icehouse off of cullen inside 610. there were 75 or more bikes there at any one time and i was one of very few white folk. 🙂
later in the evening i got sort of down, sitting here at the house by myself. i’m trying to keep hope alive. sometimes i’m just not really sure if there’s enough potential available.
since i’ve been listening to cash (as well as paycheck, kmfdm, and the talking heads), i’ll throw this gem out as a statement:
johnny cash – “guess things happen that way”


well, you ask me if i’ll forget my baby.
i guess i will…someday.
i don’t like it, but i guess things happen that way.
you ask me if i’ll get along.
i guess i will…some way.
i don’t like it, but i guess things happen that way.
G-d gave me that girl to lean on,
then he put me on my own.
heaven help me be a man,
have the strength to stand alone.
i don’t like it, but i guess things happen that way.
you ask me if i’ll miss her kisses.
i guess i will…every day.
i don’t like it, but i guess things happen that way.
you ask me if i’ll find another.
i don’t know…i can’t say.
i don’t like it, but i guess things happen that way.
G-d gave me that girl to lean on,
then he put me on my own.
heaven help me be a man,
have the strength to stand alone.
i don’t like it, but i guess things happen that way.

7 comments on “yet another weekend”

  1. Oh. Really? Flattery? Nevermind then. I wasn’t really going for flattery. 😛
    I guess the real reason for why it sounded like something you’d say would be the fact that you listen to WAY too much Johnny Cash. Duh, like I didn’t already know that. I don’t know WHAT I was thinking.

  2. kevin — my bike sounds like a truck engine braking when i let off the gas and am letting it slow down on its own (starting around 40 mph and dieing out around 30 to 25). i guess in my case it’s compression braking, and tuning will hopefully take care of that (although perhaps some of that may be a permanent consequence of having straight pipes). at least it wasn’t backfiring. 🙂 i still don’t think it’s horribly obnoxiously loud.

  3. I knew a guy with an old dirt bike that only had compression brakes, at least that’s what he told me. He said it was difficult to figure out.
    I dropped my delivery bike on some wet railroad tracks today while driving about 1 mph. More embarassing than painful. Luckily, plastic doesn’t dent or bend, it just scrapes itself away, so I have some new scrapes on the right side.

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