It's coming along.

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Feeling a little closterphobic. Sorry if I incorrectly spelled that. Actually, fuck you if you wanna correct me!

Making any progress has been damn near impossible, but the dream is still alive. I have it all figured out in my head, its just a matter of getting in done in what little "free" time I have. Soon my friend, soon!

Straight up ruler!

The old days. I took a little a clip of this old video of my brother Mike, Shane, and Nick from a very long time ago. We thought we were some sorta fuckin rockstars. Oh to be young and senseless.

Upgrade...

A little effort goes a long ways. I figured it was time to give the good ole 550 some much needed love. Looks like a completely  different ride!

Stupid or crazy?

Maybe a little a little of both. I know that these v8 bikes exist, but a 502 bib block? That's just crazy. My only question is why, why in the hell would need that kinda power? Stupid. That's my final say.

Like molasses, but still doing something.

Everytime I get a chance to make some progress, it ends up being far less than I planned. Nonetheless, its coming along. Around every corner lies a new idea and that is not helping with the progress. Hopefully that first kick will make it all worth it!

My new best friend!

What do I need to do to be half as cool as this dude?

I know its a little late...

But here are some pics from the Dice Magazine release party in Oakland. Good times, great bikes, and even better peeps. Overall a great time. HH Steve got wasted and thought it was a great idea to do a smoky burnout on my 550, which was actually pretty badass, then lay it down in the middle of the street and take off running. Oh well. All in good drunkenness and no real damage was done. Scrapes  Scratches are character.

The only other things more important than motorcycles.

Isn't strange how in a matter of only a few minutes your priorities and whole outlook on life can change completely. I can't wait for what's to come!

It's official...

I'm a dad! My son, Jackson Anthony Underwood was born yesterday evening ,after 42 hours of labor, at 8:30pm. He weighed in at 7lbs 1oz and is 19" tall! He's got a long ways to grow before he gets his own bike, but in sure he will be lending me a hand in the garage before I know it. Thanks to all the best wishes that were given by friends and family.

Yup, that's my boys junk!

Apparently he is his fathers son.

Pole to hole...

Thats how they roll!

Fuck city traffic!

Could be worse. We could have gotten into a fight with some hoodlums on the Bay Bridge...

Half way between hell and home.

The next one will have room for two...maybe a sidecar for the little Guy too.

They agreed that the name fits. Don't be scurd!

More good times at Folsom Stevie's.

Partying with Craze and Mike from Eternal Combustion. Nothing like bikes, beer, and fire!

Sometimes it runs.

Jared's sweet ass triumph.

Another awesome Sunday in Northern California.

Jay's bike...before Manhands started cutting into it.

It's an organized mess...

If only I had ample time and money...

I'd get get so fucking much more shit done, I swear. So much to do...so little time, and even less money.