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I just want to give mad props to my favorite motorcycle dealership: Snow City Cycle. It's nice to know that in this day and age of mega corporations and faceless frachises, there are still shops that will remember you by your first name, and all the sales/service/parts staff are happy to see you back. Word up, yo!

If you have any motorcycle needs/wants/questions, you really should visit them. They are extremely competitive in prices, and their work is at least on par with the rest of the shops around T.O.. I mean, not only do they wash my bike after every service, but Scott, one of the nicest mechanics I know, (altho the rest of the crew is also top notch mates) will even scrub/degrease my grimy rims for me. How's THAT for going the extra mile?? Of course, he's always gotta give me lip about not taking care of the bike enough..... hehe. I guess it's sometimes warranted. Also they'll lube your chain too with each service. They be keeping my stuff pretty, yo.

The unfortunate thing is they only deal with Yamaha and Honda, so if you're a die-hard Suzuki or Kawasaki fan, you'll have to look elsewhere. Though they will service those bikes, even the mechanics suggest you take it to an authorized dealer instead. They want your business, but they won't (excuse the expression) whore themselves to get it. Pretty upstanding chaps. Yo, YaKnowWhatI'msayin'

Also, all my merchandise gets at least a 10% discount, without me even asking. If I really want something bad, I've gotten 20% off. I mean, they're trying to make money, but it's nice to know they'll at least attempt to give me a break. Word to your mother, dog.

By the way, did I mention that they gave me the bike for an extremely low price? No one could even come close to touching it. The next best price was $600 more than what I paid. You gotta give them a little love!! Big up, boyeeee.

And they organize track days, with trailering. Yeah baby! May 28th, mark that, I'm definitely going. Yo!

....I feel like Norm in Cheers; I do! "LoSir!"

[Editor: The message above has been edited to be more street. My writing style was getting a little stale....errr... Yo!] posted by losir at 1:12 AM

If you were stranded on a tropical island, could you survive on your own? After watching such survival movies such as The Edge (Anthony Hopkins, Alec Baldwin), and Cast Away (Tom Hanks), I know I can't.

If Cast Away taught me anything, it is that we simply have evolved too much to ever be able to completely live off nature. Yes, it is possible to make a fire from rubbing sticks together, but there are other problems that we couldn't have easily solved without modern tools. Without spoiling the movie, let me ask you this: would Tom Hanks be able to really survive without using the pair of skates? I think not.

I know for a fact I don't have enough outdoor skills to survive in the woods. Heck, the only jungle I've been is of the urban type, with brick, mortar and asphalt as its indigenous vegetation. I could probably live on the streets of a big city more than I could my backyard. At least I can beg for money.... How do I cook grub worms to make them not taste like vomit flavoured bubblegum? yech!

Which leads me to the idea of begging. What do you think? Nuisance or needy? Frankly, I really feel for these people. It is unfortunate that I cannot spare a loonie for every street person in need of a buck. These individuals who are so down on their luck that they have to panhandle just to get by. I know there are people who abhor beggars, and their reason for not giving a little money is because they'll just turn around and spend it on booze, drugs, etc. But think of it from their point of view. They have no money, no place to live, no family, no real friends, and probably no self-confidence. Their only solace is in their habit, be it alcoholic or pharmaceutics. If the only comfort left from them is from a bottle or needle, who are we to judge? Who are we to say: "Because you're a drunk/druggie, you do not deserve any kind of joy." That's a pretty snotty-uppity-better-than-thou-elitist attitude if you ask me. When you're that down, it is nearly impossible for anyone to help. It's not that they don't want a better life (I'm assuming they do), but mentally speaking, they are incapable of helping themselves. Really, a lot of these people are at their rope's end, and if I can provide any kind of comfort, be it right or wrong in your eyes, I will.

Wasn't really thinking of writing stuff like that, but I just realized it struck a nerve when I've been with people who would scold me for sparing some change. This wasn't recent, but it just surfaced while blogging about survival.

....I'm no saint, and I don't pretend to be. I'm just trying to make life easier for everyone.





posted by losir at 3:14 PM

Feeling lots better now that I seemed to have conquered my cold. I've still got the slight sniffles, but on the whole, LoSir is feeling good.

Man, I could post about the joy of riding my bike everyday. Did my first 200 km/h run of this season. Barely had enough room before I had to slow down. Toronto highways are much too congested in the mornings... sigh. But boy, what a rush.

I've never posted about her before, and it's really no biggie, but my housemate, fob-girl has left the building. Good riddance girlie, and you can take your bathroom hogging boyfriend with you. :)

Actually, I'm a little sad she's gone. Even though she and I never got to even friendly speaking terms, I don't like to lose contact with anyone I know. I'm such a sap sometimes, it even disgusts me. hehe.

Man, I had a good topic to post about in blogger this morning, but now I've forgotten it. Don't you just hate that??

...UGH posted by losir at 2:49 PM

April 12th, mark it down peeps. That's the day the Company's stock plummet. I'm moving on up, and out of the dungeon. As Confucius007 would say "Booyah"

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...Sell Sell Sell! <-subliminal message posted by losir at 1:59 PM

Life is good, and I didn't even know. It is exactly 6:45pm right now, and guess what? There's still a good amount of sunshine out. Oh baby!

So, even though I'm hopped up on meds, and my head feels like wool, I had to take out my bike for a quick ride. My excuse was that I needed dinner, and since my bike trunk is big enough to put in 3 boxes of KFC dinners, why not?

Instantly, I feel a hundred times better. Nothing clears up ailments like 929cc of fun. No, not the chicken, the bike.

Actually, I don't know if it's the medication that's making me feel this euphoric, but I really like to believe it was my ride.

If the weather holds up, I'll definitely be at work tomorrow..... fever or not.

...Bring on summer. PLEEEZE. posted by losir at 6:56 PM

Yep, I'm definitely sick. I didn't go to work either today. Had a fever. How grand.

Some of my best ideas are formed while showering. Unfortunately, I usually foget them when I towel off. How's that for short term memory?

Why hasn't anyone invented waterproof paper yet? Or has that been done? Wait, scuba divers actually use some kind of special pencil and paper to write underwater. I saw it on the discovery channel once. I need one of those for my birthday. hmmmm....

I had a decent blog entry all lined up. But now for the life of me, I can't remember what I wanted to write. Rats.

....If my head wasn't screwed on..... posted by losir at 5:31 PM

ah-choo

By the way, I'm sick. Got the sniffles. Poor me.

I think I have a fever too. But not sure. Good thing is that I'm definitely going to skip work tomorrow then.

Yeah. posted by losir at 2:12 AM

See that picture on the left?! It's going to be there, for a LONG time!

I'm so ticked, I can see red.

Let me give you all some advice. When you've finally decided to buy a car, shop around. Look at what you want, do research on the internet, test drive it, kick the tires, even ask yourself "Does this colour go good with my green slacks?"

Then, after you know what you want. DON'T BUY IT. DO NOT BUY THE CAR OF YOUR DREAMS. EVER. Because, when you do, you will hate every idiot on the face of the planet. Every other person who's got a set of car keys will be your enemy. All the buggers who's brain disconnects from their limbs will suddenly pop out of the woodwork, seemingly ALWAYS parking beside you.

I'm not going to say that I'm the best driver out there. However, with my current GTI, I've been extremely careful. So much so I will walk the extra 3-4 minutes to an entrance if I have to park too near of cars. People who know me know I'm not a "car guy", but they also know I rave about my GTI like it was my own son.

So how is it that I can get HUGE motherfreaking scratches on BOTH sides of the cars, at the rear wheel wells. I've been so careful with this car, it's anal. And these aren't small scratches either. AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGG.

If I had hit something while backing up, I'd owe up to it. But I haven't. I know I haven't! Unless I'm going deaf, not ONCE have I heard myself scratch a damn thing, not even a freaking tree shrub.

What's worse are the people who mock me, sarcastically sympathetic, goading me on. "Just because the front can turn, doesn't mean you have enough room for the back." I tell you what buddy, bend over, and I'll show you what you don't have enough room for. Did that scratch????

And the kicker is that I haven't even had my car for a whole forking year. This is rediculous. I'm gonna hurt somebody. I really am.

That's it. I'm done. Sick and tired of this crap. I'm putting in an ultra sensitive alarm with remote beeper. I'm going to carry a baseball bat wherever I go. Next person who triggers my alarm, gets it. It's a promise.

....too upset to have a tagline.



posted by losir at 7:03 PM