Here's a Murder Rap to keep you
Dancing.
If
I did not have Bad Luck I would
have no Luck at all. It seems to
follow me everywhere I go. This
time it struck 200 miles from
home in Indiana. I had been
stopping every 50 miles and
checking the straps on the
bikes, which were fucking brand
new by the way, but one of those
bastards snapped that was
holding the Hellbent and took
out half of the tank on the
Lucky Shot. Did I mention that I
was on my way to a photo shoot
that was happening in 18 hours.
I will post some pics of the
massacre here later. Its a good
thing I am the painter on this
gig and it did not take out
Matt’s pin up girl. I got in
touch with Finshmasters in
Wisconsin and found their
location in Michigan to get the
paint. By the time I got in and
got the paint it was 7:30 p.m.
(13 hours till the shoot). I set
up shop in a play house, Yes a
play house for kids being
vertically challenged has its
perks. Of corse it is raining
and cold so I had to spray by an
open flame for heat due to time.
Nothing like the possible
explosion looming. I wrapped up
the repair at 4-am. Up and
showered by 8 to put the bike
back together and its still
raining, we were supposed to
shoot in a garage but do to
weather and being fucking damp,
last minute we decided to empty
out my parents family room and
shoot in there. This meant not
only moving a house full of
furniture but unloading 3 bikes
in to the house. I am happy to
say that our shoot went awesome.
We worked with Anne Sesko,
Michael Lichter aint got shit on
her. If you have a passion for
your trade or type of work you
do the end result will always be
good. Anne is just that, she
lives the photos and her job.
Her passion shows in the end
result cause her shots are
awesome. We also worked with
Lynn and when you see the shots
you will see why. Awesome model
awesome attitude awesome photos.
She looked awesome in our new
Merchandise as well. I can not
wait to hit the road back to my
love. Ready for some smiles and
a bit of time to relax, still
have two days to go on this
trip, but my hopes are high and
I pray for a safe ride home. You
live and you learn and what the
road takes the road gives back.
I am off to grab some coffee and
unwind a bit.
Posted By -
chopzinicustoms on April 28,
2007
Spring is finally here.........
Sun
has got me up early this
morning, With me sleep is a hard
thing to come up. My insomnia is
crazy, Seems once I hit midnight
my second wind is in full
effect. I always have something
on my mind. Between that and
dreams a good night sleep is
hard to come by without a dandy
cup of nyquil. Sometimes my
dreams warn or make me more
alert I feel, I had a dream
about the lucky shot and I had
died on it. It reoccurred like
three times and that freaked out
Becky and she did not want me to
ride it. Anyway long story short
on the test ride, I was headed
in to turn around in this
parking lot and the throttle
stuck open. I heard it starting
and shut it down to adjust the
cable, As soon as I did
ambulance sirens started for a
little scare. Kinda had my guard
up a bit and expected the worst.
I don’t think thats good all the
time especially riding, its
better to be relaxed and if your
worried a bit thats when stupid
shit happens. I am not planning
on checking out anytime soon
things are to good and I have
plenty to live for. Besides that
I promised Bec at least 28
years. Heading back on the road
Wednesday with the bikes, We are
doing a photo shoot with
photographer Anne Sesko , Really
excited about it. The New “lip
print” clothing line is hot off
the press and awesome. It will
be available soon on the merch
page. Man its setting up to be a
beautiful day, Bec and I work
out side yesterday a bit on the
yard and getting the trailer
ready for the Smoke Out. Nothing
better in the morning then good
coffee. Switching gears here for
a sec, I thing its Bullshit that
Sanjaya got voted off Idol and
that Phil guy is still there
after being in the bottom three
like three times. But more
pissed about fucking Tim McGraw
getting credit for “when stars
go blue” when it was written by
Ryan Adams and his version is
awesome. That shit burns my
taint hair its like those fucks
that redid lips of angel come on
man. I swear we live in a
reality world now it says a lot
about us. I mean we watch people
with addiction to 20 girls all
fighting in the same house for
one man or maybe its overweight
Celebs that tickle your fantasy.
It wont be long and you will be
able to flick on your set and
watch live things happening
around the city like your
neighbor shopping. So I been
working a few last minute kinks
out of the Lucky Shot. Had to
swing out to Suburban Harley the
other day to grab new risers and
my daughter Jackie went along,
Being like dad with her black
toe nails and sandals, man she
was right in there at the
counter learning about what’s
going on and how things work.
She is always like that even if
if I am just changing oil shes
right there asking questions.
She has a very cool eye for
color and art already, always
drawing things. Really can’t
wait to see what else is in
store for the year, I have a ton
of things on my mind to bring to
life. Its going to be like 80 to
day great day for riding. Going
to try to get out on the Luck
Shot a bit today, man the paint
on the bike looks awesome. The
blue just pops and Matt’s art
work is insane. Its a lot of
bike for a P.M.C (poor mans
chopper) its the first one in a
series we are doing now so
everyone can afford to get a bad
ass chopper with out having to
re-mortgage the house and a
kidney. The Lucky Shot is the
number one in the series and
will be for sale this year. So I
am enjoying my cup of joy and
got the vh1 music countdown on
here, is it just me or does
Fergie spell everything in every
song. Its like she was last in
all of her spelling bees and now
its getting taken out on us. Try
to stay up on what the kids
listen to, I don’t listen to the
radio much its like the same
song list over and over. I love
my I pod tho I would be lost
with out it (thanks honey :) Bec
always looking out for me. Wait
till you see what she did on the
clothes touches here and there
like the back of the girls lip
print shirts, Very cool stuff. I
love that she is involved on
what we are doing. Well I am off
to enjoy this day and some time
with my family before I hit the
road again. Be good.
Posted By -
chopzinicustoms on April 22,
2007
48 hours ago.............
Getting a chance here to empty
my thoughts. Bec and I took in a
bit of Detroit this weekend with
Matt and Kaycee. We headed to
C-pop to check out Matt’s art,
Awesome stuff. Knowing Matt is
like having Salvador Dali in
your phone book. Most of the art
was same old same old a few
caught my eye but I am set on
Matt’s stuff. He just gets
better and better which is
insane. Detroit has not changed
much your few panhandlers and
bums. All in all tho not bad. My
art collection continues to grow
we are going to have to add more
walls in the house here, no I am
not kidding about that one. The
Lucky Shot is about done picked
up the tail light and the brakes
while we were in Detroit from
Fab Kevin. Matt wrapped up the
tank which looks as Larry would
say Monster Coach. Craig was out
yesterday and we pretty much
finished up with the brakes,
fender, tank and lining up the
rear wheel. I feel my stretch of
creativity was expanded with
doing the paint and a few other
things we normally send out. My
next bike is already on the
sketch pad and plan on in
housing even more, But thats
another entry. So a few cosmetic
things and the bike should be
ready for the test ride. Well
enjoy your Easter and time with
your family. I am off to do the
same.
Posted By -
chopzinicustoms on April 8,
2007
Steal My Soul..................
“If
you think you can do a thing or
think you can't do a thing,
you're right.” Henry Ford.
Little quote to start this long
over do Journal entry. Life's
freight train has had me
grinding the rails here. Just
when I think I have reached my
limit on how much I have on my
plate I seem to add a side dish
here and there and expand. The
Lucky Shot is about done few
odds and ends left. I got the
fender back from Matt and got a
peek at the tank once again
Awesome. This bike has just
climbed to unreal. Its been a
stretch from my mind even down
to the front tire which I think
looks bad-ass now its got a dirt
bike feel to it. The style is
like nothing I have done before.
The seat came back today looks
great, hard as fuck like the
Hellbent but Choppers are not
about comfort its all about
looking cool and going fast. We
are getting ready for a
merchandise photo shoot with the
lip print line cant wait and it
will be up on the site soon.
Between working and being on the
road my time has become none
again. I swear I see Bec for
like 8 hours in a week if I am
lucky. I cant bitch tho we are
just about on schedule to hit
the road for the bike shows. I
can not urge you enough if you
are thinking about heading to
the Smoke-Out this year do it.
The whole show is always the
best there is, but I promise you
will not be let down at our
booth. The bikes this year are
awesome. I feel the next one
gearing in my head I have the
Transmission on the bench and
looking for a motor I think this
we be our first in house frame.
Got out for a few minutes
yesterday on the Hellbent bike,
just long enough to get the boys
in blue over. I think they just
want an excuse to see the bikes.
So tomorrow is the big day to
fire the Lucky Shot I got it
primed and fluids in it today a
few adjustments and we should
have noise. As I turn the big 30
here on Sunday, I was a bit
depressed by it cant really
blame anything on my 20’s
anymore, but I now look at it as
the year this is it. We are
headed to a different level. Got
a few plans I want to season up
and toss on the old bar-b-q.
With that I leave you to hit the
shower and get some rest. Be
good and safe on them road ways.
Posted By -
chopzinicustoms on March 23,
2007
I ate all the rest & now I am
gonna eat U
We
start out tonight with the grace
to eight pound seven ounce
infint baby Jesus all dressed in
your tuxedo t shirt, we thank
you tonight for the Domino’s and
KFC and the Taco Bell god knows
we love the Taco Bell. We thank
you for the wife’s ta ta’s and
the kids Walker and Texea’s
Ranger or as we call em TR. That
Will Farrell cracks me up. Fuck
the seat belt cause the view
will be better watching this
wreck while being thrown from
it. Its all go no stop here as
always. Some people play the
fantasy football thing not here
we are playing who’s your daddy.
It’s the game where we take bets
on who is going to win the Anna
Nicole Smith deal. Man Maury
should be all over this one.
Anyway I have always wanted to
learn everything I can before I
check out and as of late it has
been painting. If you want
something done right and you
want it to have soul you have to
give it that by doing it
yourself. Want to thank Jeff
from Finish Masters for all his
help and knowledge he gave me.
It is awesome to meet somebody
and become instant friends cause
you share the same passion about
something. The Lucky Shot is now
painted and the tins are out to
Matt for some airbrushing. I
went satin black with the frame
and Electric blue on the tins.
It came out good and I am on to
rebuilding the motor so we can
hit final assembly. I saw Matt
last night and picked up the
Christ Over New York painting. I
have been losing sleep over
getting that thing. His art is
just insane its like being
friends with Dali, but better. I
get such a high from the stuff
he comes up with its cool to see
him doing his own stuff now and
letting his mind wander. To own
one of his first pieces of his
own art is an honor for me. The
seat is out to Tim down at
Outlaw so he can get me
something for my ass to be
riding on. Building bikes for me
is more then a money deal it has
never been about that its about
the feeling and learning. To
build a bike and then ride it
down the road, There is no
better feeling of pride and
acomplishment. You can feel the
soul you gave it. I will in
house everything eventually.
More and more on every one. As
spring gets closer we near the
launch of hitting the road with
the bikes and the release of the
new “lips print” clothing line.
We have a few appearances not
listed on the site yet in the
works and as soon as we get the
ok ill get the schedule updated.
In the next month some final
assembly pictures will be
updated on the 50’s Panhead and
the Lucky Shot bike. Both bikes
are for sale. I swear with every
custom that sells it gets harder
and harder. So much heart and
soul goes in to the bikes, I eat
sleep and breathe them from the
idea to the first ride. On the
other hand it’s an awesome
feeling to see someone have
enjoyment from one of my crazy
visions. It never ends with me,
the bikes and everything that
surrounds them. The ideas hit my
mind and then just take over
till they are brought to life. I
am off to grab my boys and let
the mayhem begin. Remember you
have to shake it before you bake
it. Shake and Bake baby shake
and bake.
Posted By -
chopzinicustoms on February
16, 2007
Close My
Door..........................
What’s up all you cotton headed
nini muggins? Grab your parka
cause its fuck-in cold out
there. Getting a small break in
the action here to free my mind.
So much in life going on right
now, to be honest I could not
tell my last good night sleep.
When I get something on my mind
it just eats at me till its over
or by that time something else
is there to take its place. Talk
bikes for a minute here I have
some really cool leads and
appearances coming up and as
soon as I get their ok I will
share with you. I spent the
other day with some amazing
builders in this industry and
they really put my sites high on
where I want to go and be.
Indian Larry once said that
bikes cover all aspects of art
forms the metal shaping to the
painting. I decided to in house
everything on this bike. Its
been a stretch for me but the
pay off is so much sweeter. I
owe so much to my father for
giving me such a wide out look
on life and broad view of skills
and the ability to learn just
about anything. I hope someday I
can pass that on to my kids. The
Lucky Shot bike is taking shape
at paint right now I went black
on the frame and picked out a
really cool blue that was used
on the mini coopers a few years
back. Should be getting the tins
out to Matt here this month and
get his twist on them. Going to
hit it find a good snuggle buddy
and stay warm.
Posted By -
chopzinicustoms on January
31, 2007
Milk Cow
Blues......................
Off
and running on another entry
here. They have been getting few
and far between, Life will do
that to you. I am one that hates
change and confrontation. So I
will ride something out till I
just can’t take no more. Seems
all aspects of life are changing
right now which leads to less
time and less entries. On a path
of changing roads right now and
that will change when the smoke
clears. Enough about that, Been
working on the Lucky Shot its
going real good just can’t wait
to be in the wind. This is
setting up to be a big year for
me and I am excited about the
doors that are opening up.
Happiness a very important thing
in my life more then money its a
balance for me. Head back under
the needle here soon with Matt
got a few planned out another
natural high for me. Getting to
the turning point on the bikes
this week Dad’s pan came back
from paint and its in final
assembly stage and the Lucky
Shot is headed out to paint.
There are mock up pics now
posted on the gallery page, new
buttons as well thanks to Brian
at Detroit Custom I get so many
compliments on the site and
thats all him and his design. I
want to take a minute and thank
you for reading this right now.
Most of you have followed me and
supported what I have done for a
while now and I can’t thank you
enough. Headed back to the shop
here. Be good.
Posted By -
chopzinicustoms on January
22, 2007
The Blessed
Hellride....................
So
Here we go finally a Journal
entry. I went the month of
December without one, In life I
feel we are tested I think this
whole fucking life is a test.
One to see how much we can take
before we snap. The month of
December did just that test me,
the lights began to flicker and
as the month grew on they
finally went out. Everyone in
life will go through a test
where they are given the choice
to tap out or take the beaten. I
learned smacking the rocks on
this road that if you take a bad
beaten when you rise to your
knees again it will only make
you stronger. One of the
toughest things in life is to be
yourself and to be excepted in
society as you. This is a rare
thing it seems in this life
everyone wants to be something
or someone they are not. Think
about when Eminem came out how
many fucking white thugs dyed
there hair and grabbed there
junk and tried to stand up. I
wont change fact is I cant its
not in me. I have walked my own
path since I was kid not about
to change now. January is here
and even know I will be 30 in
less then three months I am
happy and have much to look
forward to. I began at an early
age working with my hands mostly
on wood as it grew into the
flooring company I just wanted
my work to be recognized by the
big guns in the industry. I
remember at my first builders
show man I was so nervous I was
yelling at the people who help
get me there, man it was insane
but it was not long before those
folks I looked up to looked at
me as there competition I take
pride in everything I do and
treat it like its my own because
it is. Its my heart, my soul and
my long nights of babble to my
loving wife. I think that very
few people get a shot at bring
there dreams to life let along
to do it twice. When I switched
to doing bikes I wanted to be in
the shows but not off to the
fucking side or in the back of
the parking lot. Right fucking
there in the middle where my
stuff would either make it or be
picked apart to shit. My
recognition in this industry has
come but now I feel june is my
time to shine an invite is
always nice but an invite in the
middle with the big guns
priceless. I have put a lot in
to this lucky shot bike and I am
excited to display it. The tank
and fender I have a twist up my
sleeve that if I decide thats
what fits the bike I want to see
somebody copy this one, at least
if they do it will cost them.
Then again all this coming from
a person who once burned five
one hundred dollar bills to
prove a point. Well I am going
to relax a bit before Its time
to get back up and see what's in
store for tomorrow. Take care
and keep your heads up were
about half way through winter
and the riding seasons not that
far out.
Posted By -
chopzinicustoms on January
4, 2007
All The
Fixin's..................
Here we go back way back when a
dollar had a value. You would
hear it (ding) it took like one
note and you could tell how many
blocks the ice cream man was
from your house. (Ding, ding)
running out to your friends
front yard where your huffy was
parked, hop on and ride like the
bogey man was chasing you to
your house. (Ding, ding, ding) 6
blocks away (Yelling) MOM ice
cream man 5 blocks and closing
hurry. To the curb you run
looking to the end of your
street waiting to see that truck
round the corner. And it sets in
with your friends and everyone
else at the curb. I am getting
the superman, man I hope he has
bomb pops. In the big D one ice
cream trumped all others the
screwball. It was a cone shaped
ice cream, but more then that a
cherry sherbet and dandy tasting
treat. But there was more to it
then just the ice cream, Yes a
gum ball at the bottom. O man
(ding, ding) one block away. And
then it happens the truck rounds
the corner and you squint to
make what truck it was. See in
our neighborhood there was a
battle of ice cream truck
drivers it was the average joe
truck vs. the good humor man.
Good humor man was bigger then
life. The truck headed right to
your house but yet you still had
to yell STOP and run six house
down. Raising your hand with
your finger ready to shoot and
point like a old western draw.
He says and for you buddy,
Screwball my good man. Opening
the top and the only thing on
your mind how fast can I eat
this to get that gum ball. As a
kid they always got us like that
especially in cereal boxes with
the toy scam thats how my
sisters and I picked our cereal
mom would give us our choices
and we would contemplate over
which box had the best toy.
However most of the time the
toys suck ass I my friends was
one of the lucky kids and one a
10 speed bike from a Fruity
Pebbles box. Thats right 10
speeds count� em. Of course
vertically challenged as a kid
the bike was like a fucking
skyscraper tall and I almost
broke my neck every time I rode
it. I guess some things never
change, Still vertically
challenged and riding bikes that
people say look to big for me
and I am going kill myself. So I
have been working on the new
bike �Lucky Shot� the Craig
Machine and I tore into an old
1978 harley shovel-head that I
had picked up over the summer.
The bike revolves around one
shot at life. Its all coming
together the ideas hit my head
for this one like a lighting rod
in a thunder storm. Very cool
stuff tho headed for a kick
start only but will see on
judgment day how much coffee I
have had to see if that sticks.
Bad ass seat I designed getting
ready to head out to Outlaw
Customs. Tins are going a metal
flake blue with all the fixin�s
from Mr. Hockaday. Running a
Billy Lane traffic cop. Going to
try to get the sissy bar bent
and fender cut tomorrow. Full
steam ahead as always. I feel
bad for my love cause when I get
going on something its on my
mind 24 hours a day. Bec holds
up good and I love her so much.
She has been thrown on my
freight train and I love it. To
share all aspects of life with
someone is amazing. So I leave
you all with this, � Believe in
yourself. when I grew up I grew
up in the church. They told me
to believe in god, they said
believe in Jesus. Then other
people said believe in
Christianity, somebody else said
believe in Buddha, then they
said believe in the indian
religion. Then they said believe
in the president of the United
States. They said believe in the
United States of America. They
said to believe in everyone, but
myself. I want to tell you
people if you don�t believe in
yourself, you don�t have shit to
believe in. Now the media will
tell you there's something wrong
with you. They say your to tall,
your to short, your to fat, your
to skinny, your eyes are the
wrong color , your hair is the
wrong color. They say blondes
have more fun, they say your
tits are to small and your dick
is to small and they want you to
fix your self. People there is
nothing wrong with you. I want
to tell you about fear. The
United States is dying because
of fear. We are afraid of
everybody, we�re afraid of
terrorism, we�re afraid of
mexicans coming up. We�re afraid
of Haitian�s coming in to this
land, we�re afraid of
everything. We are built upon
fear, we have guns more guns
then anybody else. We kill each
other, we hate each other, we
fight each other. This is
America, WAKE UP� ~Dug Pinnick~
Posted By -
chopzinicustoms on November
20, 2006
Do you want Fries with
that............
Dearly beloved, we are gathered
here today to get thru this
thing called life. Electric
word, life. It means forever and
thats a mighty long time, But
I�m here to tell you there�s
something else, the after world.
A world of never ending
happiness. You can always see
the sun, day or night. So when
you call up that shrink in
Beverly Hills you know the one -
Dr. Everything� ll be alright.
Instead of asking him how much
of your time is left, ask him
how much of your mind, baby.
Cause in this life, things are
much harder then the after
world. In this life you�re on
your own. And if the de-elevator
tries to bring you down GO
CRAZY, Punch a higher floor.
Kinda how I feel today after
coming off my second bout with
Satan�s asshole (the dentist).
For fuck sake man I was out in
Michigan over the weekend
getting tattooed Sunday and bam
like ton of bricks it hit me.
Back to the surgeon next week. I
guess I should be happy I got
off today with just the drill
and those fucked up metal objets
poking me. He says your gonna
fell a little prick and I say
then you better turn that gas
up. My arm tattoos are looking
bad ass thanks to Matt, By the
way make sure you get over and
check out his new site. You can
just click on his link on the
home page. Got my paintings from
him as well on this trip, they
are hang up so bad ass man. What
an artist. I am going to get a
few pics of my tats on my
myspace page this week so check
em out. On a lighter note �Black
and Blues� frame and parts are
here in the shop. Happy as hell
about that. Can�t wait to start
the build this week. Want to
thank you folks for the comments
and requests to the discovery
channel to air us. It means a
lot to me as well as you guys
that have supported us by
picking up some of our merch. I
have mixed emotions on the
discovery thing and Hugh Kings
direction he is taking his show.
But, in his defense it is just
that his show. So we see about
all that jazz. Neither here nor
there one things for sure we
will churn out some of the
baddest hardcore choppers you�ll
see. Trying to hook up with my
buddy Craig who just came off
building his chopper pretty
hardcore not for the faint heart
deal. He has some great ideas
and has a pretty cool style. I
want to start in housing
everything, Starting with the
frames. With that ill leave you
listening to the old' Pork-Chop
Express and' take his advice on
a dark and stormy night. When
some wild-eyed, eight-foot-tall
maniac grabs your neck, taps the
back of your favorite head up
against the bar room wall, looks
you crooked in the eye and asks
you if ya paid your dues, you
just stare that big sucker right
back in the eye, and you
remember what old' Jack Burton
always says at a time like that:
"Have ya paid your dues, Jack?
Yes sir, the check is in the
mail."
Posted By -
chopzinicustoms on November
7, 2006
Good Morning Star
Shine................
Gather round gather round cause
we are going to have fun so much
fun that your going to be sing
zipity do da from your assholes.
Much to cover on this first day
of the month of thanks. I have
much to be thankful for these
days of my life. The kids are
growing up and they are healthy.
My flooring company is stronger
then ever. The bike business is
picking up steam. And last but
not least waking up to my
beautiful wife�s smile every
morning. Bec has backed me and
pushed when we needed it. As
dumb as it sounds getting thru
with two people pushing is so
much easier then one. People
say, Nino how do I obtain such a
woman. Well grab your pen and
paper cause I am going to reveal
the secret. A few things your
going to need before we get
started, lets start with the van
its got to be fully rusted
should set you back about 400
bucks or so, some rope about 12
or so feet, some shitty shop
clothes and some long nappy
locks should get you going. Lol
I have no idea where that was
going in my case Cupid just ran
me down on his chopper and shot
me with a canon. So lets talk
bikes for a minute tomorrow my
frame and parts arrive to the
shop for my new build � Black
and Blue� My first bobber build.
Totally different from what I
usually build stock 30 degree
rake 200 series tire in the rear
21 up front my take on an Indian
Larry meets Johnny Chop meets
Chopzini. Also on the lift is
our old school pan head a crazy
project in itself high
compression motor kick start
only, jockey shift clean bar
deal. �Not for the Faint Heart�.
It feels good to see the shop
under way my baby has backed me
so much in that, a gift I can
never repay her for. Its all or
nothing with me I have to bring
it to reality yesterday. I have
no patients but thats what makes
me, me. The chick and I were
watching Intervention the other
night, that show fucking gets me
bitching and wanting to punch
something. It comes down to this
in my eyes there is the weak and
there is the strong. Those who
make it and those who don�t. How
you choose to dispose of your
life is your choice. We are all
disposable and tagged with an
exit from this world. If some
choose to spend their days
smoking their life away I am
cool with that, but the fact
that all these people feel sorry
for the way the live there
life�s and instead of helping
their fucked up families take
them you the dealer or give them
the money to get the shit. For
fuck safe man just burns my
taint hair. I am going to leave
you with this a bit of thinking
for you. In the first episode of
the biker build off (lane vs.
mitchell) Billy is putting bolts
in his hub less wheel and says
�there are 11 when 4 is all that
is needed, but I am not taking
any chances life�s is going
pretty good right now�. Less
then a year later he is in a
nightmare that I could not
imagine. My point is we have
lost life�s and on the other
hand sometimes we find our
self�s in the wrong place at the
wrong time. It does not matter
if you are famous or just an
average joe things we don�t
expect can hit us at any time of
our life�s. Dream it, Live it
and Love it cause god knows what
is up head around the corner. Be
good all you shiny happy people.
Posted By -
chopzinicustoms on November
1, 2006
Shotgun
Willie..........................
So
its late here and once again my
insomnia has set in full force
what a fucked up thing to have.
Anyway my minds kinda going
crazy here so where else to put
but here with you fine folks.
Happiness, sadness and
excitement fills my brian
tonight. Going to start off and
say a few thoughts about Billy
Lane here even to I told my wife
I was not going to talk about
it. For those of you who don't
know I will bring you up to
speed basically what I
understand is he was involved in
a accident where he hit a man
head on a bike while passing
cars and the man was killed. I
don't want to get in to the
story here with opinion check
the net if you want the story. I
just want to say that it saddens
me I have met Billy a few times
at shows and he is very genuine
and an innovator in this
industry. In my opinion he is at
the top and is ahead of the game
and a big reason for me wanting
to express my artistic side in
this industry. Tragedy can
happen at anytime and I am not
saying by any means that Billy
should go unpunished for his
actions however he is one of us
before a stuck up celebrity who
will try to buy his way through
life. I guess I am just saying
stick to the facts on this on
and not everyones opinion.
Enough said bout that. Jesus
called me this week. If you are
sensitive to the topic of
religion then skip this part. If
you know me or have seen my
Jesus impersonation then you
understand MY views and my
spiritual side. I got a call
from a Catholic church about
doing there floors. Makes laugh
thinking of their face when I go
work in there in a short sleeve
shirt with sleeved out tattoos
one side my tribute to my cold
side (evil) and my hot side
(good). I mean JC as I have been
known to call him was thought to
be a carpenter like myself. So
if your from the surrounding
Milwaukee area and your asked to
fatten up the collection plate
on Sunday my family and I thank
you. So on in my ear and through
my limbic system down to my
cerebellum (thank you my Dr.
Becca for pointing out that it
is down instead of up) and we
end at three new designs ready
to hit the lift in the shop and
debut in a city near you next
year. I have talked about the
sick and twisted bike before and
the vision is clear for that
bike. I have a trucker style
bike in my head I have a passion
for Peterbilts and kinda my take
on that. And I know your saying
the trucker theme has been done
but I promise you a twist that
no one has done and will blow
your mind. Last but not least
what I am calling the Shotgun
Willie bike. A bike inspired by
Willie Nelson and his way of
life down and dirty built to
take a beating and keep on going
with a few new innovations.
These bikes will hopefully start
next month with the first one
and carry into next year. As of
right now all three ground up
bikes will be for sale through
the website here. So check back
once the builds start for info
on them. Very excited to hit the
new shop and get wrenchin. Well
drastic measure will once again
be taken here as Ny quil becomes
my dandy egg nog tonight. Until
next time be good.
Posted By -
chopzinicustoms on October
15, 2006
Recollection
Phoenix................
Its
funny how the miles get in to me
tho ..... Its funny how the
earth moves and I wonder what my
baby thinks of me o..... And I
think I get it, I think I
understand, Its all about hope
and where you go when you get
it. And I think I get it, I
think my heads on straight, and
I think she knows..... hell
there goes my secret..... A
little fitting lyric from the
man Willie Nelson. Well pack it
up pack it in Ninarinos back
again. Ahh its October my
favorite month and my baby�s
B-day month. Pumpkin Spice latte
is back at Starbucks and the
leaves are changing color its
all good. Start off from the
heart tonight my love and
partner on this crazy path is
just amazing. I feel very lucky
that out out the billions of
people on this earth that I
found love and happiness. My
Becky keeps his machine oiled
and running sound. There is so
much to learn from love and how
it effects your heart. To be
open and honest and never worry
about talking about any topic is
priceless. I myself is a hard
person to be with at least in my
eyes. I work all the time and
when I am not my mind is still
churning on the next bike or
part or medallion. My love tho
seems to take me in stride and I
am forever thankful for her. So
what's new, want to send out a
special thank you from the
bottom of my taint to the
redneck whom cut me off this
week. I got a real close up of
your trailer. Not to mention my
to flat tires on the beamer.
Good thing he did not stop cause
I would have had to bury his
ass. On to better things coming
off a 2900 square foot hardwood
job this week. I feel its my
best work to date I stretched my
skills a bit and took on a
Russian Herringbone. I have some
pics up on the Elegant hardwood
site soon. LIstening to the new
Chili Peppers cd, its awesome I
urge you to pick it up. So been
working on the new shop and
finally got it done. Ill try to
get some pics up soon of it. Its
been a long road getting heat
and electrical out there but
done in time for winter is
awesome. On the chopin block is
the restore of this 78
Shovel-head I picked up. I think
we are going restore it rather
then blow it out in to a
chopper. It only has 9000
original miles and kicks over on
the first try. It looks like
Eric from Voodoo Choppers is
going to bring to life our new
frame the sick and twisted
(finally). It will be our next
chopper from the ground up.
Stoked about it. And last on the
block the hellbent bike is still
leaking some oil so I now will
have time to address that as the
white stuff falls to the ground.
She�s been running good ho got
out for a decent ride a few days
ago man it ride nice so much
power and fun a nice hotrod.
With that I am going to grab
some grub and relax a bit before
work starts all over tomorrow.
Take care and enjoy what's left
of our riding season.
Posted By -
chopzinicustoms on October
8, 2006
Eat the
Rich............................
What�s up you crazy fuckers,
guess who�s back with a cup of
coffee and a bag of thoughts to
fill your brain. Jacked up a bit
on Quaker oats to go bars and
caffeine yeah its nothing but
hardcore round here. But gear up
and get ready to taste the
rainbow. Getting a chance to see
my boys this weekend after a
crazy week at work. My buddy
came out to land of cheese to
work with me the past few weeks,
works been nuckin futs. The shop
is taking shape got the bikes
loaded in and getting ready to
start this shovelhead vision I
have. My honey was helping me
wrench on the hellbent bike the
other day. I was diggin it man
hot chick and choppers isn�t
that the way of life. Bec so
rocks she backs me in everything
I am doing bikes floors and most
of all making me smile, Cause
that�s what its all about right
to wake up happy. So here it
comes my ramble of thoughts see
you thought you would get out
without my opinion yeah right
the day that happens our hairy
Bush president will bring the
troops home. What is up with
this world man kids don�t weigh
enough riding in booster seats
till they are 15 and helmet laws
on pedal bikes. Shit when I was
a kid there were no shoulder
belts it came over the lap and
helmets yeah right, I think
that�s why kids are so fragile
theses days. Its gotta end man
this war the hate the politics
the religion all of it. I live
life in my own world cause I
have an opinion about
everything. I mean don�t get me
wrong I love a good debit and
fight every now and then. To
quote Doug Stanhope �it comes
down to that old people vote�
That is the truth cause us
youngin�s have shit to do and
really don�t care who had enough
money to run for president so
they can lie there asses off for
their term. Our first pres.
General George Washington,
notice the General there see
shit was different back then a
man whom was worthy and cared
for this country ran it. Now its
all clicks the rich with the
rich the poor with the poor. TV
is killing us it�s a wave length
straight to our brains full of
what they want you to hear not
always the facts that and these
fucking reality shows come on
man. We the people of this
beautiful land have the power to
live free and happy. People
worry so much about what�s going
on in this world that they
forget about what�s important at
home and that�s part of why this
countries divorce rate is higher
then the people who are growing
old together. My folks used to
toss us in the car and take us
to the drive in and it was safe
to go for a walk at night. Its
been a long road for me to 30
years old. I have no regrets the
people I have met the roads I
have walked make me who I am. It
seems my focus in life these
days is making a bond for my
family and giving them a
foundation so when they head out
to this world they are not brain
washed in to one religion or one
side of politics. Well I am off
to spend sometime with the boys
before I head home tomorrow. Be
good and enjoy what�s left of
the sunshine.
Posted By -
chopzinicustoms on September
16, 2006
Just
Down...............................
I
have said before that it seems
in my life that having an equal
balance between my personal life
and my business is an
impossibility. I feel that my
company or empire as I call it
demands a number of hours to be
top notch or to be reputable.
Which pulls me from my home life
and things even down to my
journal take a beating. They say
that success comes at a high
price but how much are you
willing to pay or take to reach
it. I am the worst when it comes
to the balance of life I get out
stretched on projects and it
consumes me in whole. I am
living now full time Wisconsin,
I get a bit home sick from time
to time. I guess what I am
learning is that no matter how
much you think you have under
control in your life the road
ahead is unknown. I am headed
for 30 and its been a long and
winding road to say the least to
get here. I don�t know how much
I have left in the tank. Shit
past few weeks it feels like its
been on empty. I am about sick
of the shit in this world this
fucking war and asshole people.
Its only a matter of time before
its all going to come crashing
down. I am going to keep it
short lived tonight not really
feeling in the best of moods,
but before I go just want say
god bless to Steve Irwin and his
family. Behind the �crocodile
hunter� that guy was real and
went out doing what he loved
much like the way I live my
life. In closing this out just
want to leave you with this no
matter how high the stakes or
how bad things get we will
always bounce back and learn
from the roads traveled.
Posted By -
chopzinicustoms on September
8, 2006
Holocaust on a Hairpin
Trigger..........
Is
it a sigh of relief that there
is a man upstairs so to speak
who has your back. If you have
done something in vain does it
really make it better by going
to church on Sunday and having
your sins washed way. These
questions I ask cause religion
is a sore subject with me. Not
that I am against god or prayer,
Its when man tries to make a
business from it. I think
everyone in life should believe
in something whither real or
fiction. Here�s the deal my
thoughts if you will. In the
olden days when a dollar could
get you somewhere and gas was
under a buck. Religion although
still causing war meant
something. The church never
locked its doors it was a place
to repent at anytime of the day.
It was free that�s right free
you actually had to commit a bad
sin to be tossed from the
church, these days if you don�t
pay your share of your income
you will get the boot. It
repauls me to think that anyone
walking the face of the earth
feels they have the right make
that decision. Don�t get me
wrong I feel that the church
should need money to keep it up.
But really how much do they
need. Do really think if �god �
was here and we all headed to
his home on Sunday morning he
would be at the door with his
basket collecting his share
saying you come in, not you,
your ok, come on. We wonder why
the war and hate is in this
country my opinion it starts
with politics and who�s got a
bigger cock. It has to start
somewhere, Answer me this why is
that 5000 bikers can show up
from all over the country on a
small piece of land and there is
no hate from one another. Its
because most bikers think
outside the politics and crap of
everyday life. There are life�s
being lost right now cause of
WHAT. Give me one good reason
what will come from the war in
Iraq? NOTHING. But lost life�s,
Its not going to make are small
world a better place it has to
start here. Here in our back
yard. Power will always equal
greed. How can you ask me to
vote when the candidates are
people that I would not trust to
watch a pet let alone a country.
Why is everything decided for
you when you are born in this
world, your religion is chosen
and your either a democrat or a
republican. Why cant we just be
a blank slate and decide what�s
right for our beliefs. If you
are one of those people whom
support your choice in our
president by a bumper sticker or
sign in your yard. Let me ask
you this if you feel that
strongly about him would you die
protecting him. Is his rule and
decisions that good that you
would fight in his honor. Ten
commandments the constitution
are these things just for select
readers. Maybe you feel I have
over stepped my bounds or I
don�t have the right to say what
I have said. Thing is I was
raised a Catholic made my
communion and conformation. I
watched first hand what was
going on. Just like I wake up
now and see more missing
children and murders. Words mean
so much in the wrong text and
everyone wants their opinion on
what is right and wrong. It is
what you make of it what we make
of it. Back in the day most
would not think twice to give
somebody a lift or stop and help
change a flat. Now a days most
will turn there heads and hit
the gas as fast as they can. The
Seth pool in which we live in
will only get worse. Enough said
I will leave you if your still
here with a real question for
thought when Criss Angel
disappears where does he go. I
mean he never reappears its like
that vapoorize deal in Envy
where does it go.
Posted By -
chopzinicustoms on August 8,
2006
City of New Orleans.........
Gear up and settle in as we
journey down the twisted
tattered road through my mind.
Back in Michigan here for a bit
of work. Finally getting settled
in out in Wisconsin to where it
feels like home, still hating
the fact of traveling away from
my baby tho. I got the Hellbent
bike unloaded out there and
headed up to the store which for
the record is less then a mile
from the house. I gave it a bit
of gas and a wheelie as a turned
the corner, enough to grab
officer Randy�s attention and
make him do a u turn to pull me
over for my loud pipes. In the
words of my honey �loud pipes
save life�s�. I have to say out
of all the officer�s that have
pulled me over Randy has been
the nicest letting me off with a
warning. By the way Chopzini
Customs is gearing up to build
one kick ass Shovelhead like you
have never seen stay tuned for
that but for now I am going to
take you on a trip, an epic tale
of sort. I think in life things
happen to us for a reason.
Everything that we do in life
must have a meaning or a reason
for taking place, Which brings
me to my story here. I had a
dream last night and it put the
pieces of a puzzle together a
bit for me. About 3 or so years
ago I went down to New Orleans.
It was a time that a lot was
changing in my life I was on the
way out of a relationship in a
bad way and life in general was
coming harder then it ever had
before. New Orleans if you have
never been is a crazy city not
crazy like Vegas, but more in
the fact that during the day
it�s a beautiful place artist
fill Jackson Square and the town
has people everywhere enjoying
food and drinking, but at night
the only street lit up is
Bourbon Street. It is full of
strip bars and regular bars
people drinking and having a
good time in the street. My Cab
driver had told us on the way in
to travel in groups especially
at night and to stay where it is
lit up at night never walk in
the dark. Jackson Square was
known for its change during the
day art and entertainers and at
night bums and the crazies. My
buddy and I had partied pretty
hard the nights we where there
and reached a point with one
night left where he was staying
in due to a hang over. My mind
was not in a good set while I
was there my ex was emptying my
house and moving which I found
out through a phone call from a
friend. There was no way I was
staying in, I headed out not
really in fear more wanting it
to find me. I walked down
Bourbon Street and found the
same deal different night. I
started walking down a side
street and heading toward
Jackson Square. Once I got there
it was just as the cabbie had
explained bums and peddlers fill
the streets. I was not there
more then a minute or two and
this man caught my eye. He was
sitting in a chair that had an
umbrella attached to it that was
ripped and would let more rain
in then keep out. He was wearing
an old grey robe complete with a
huge chain wrapped around his
waist pad locked of course. He
was rough man, but he just sat
there (drinking something from a
bag) as if he were sitting on
the beach watching the sunset.
You know when you get that
feeling, the one where you are
attracted to a girl or guy for
that matter and you are posed
with that question you can go
over and say hello or you can
walk away and most likely never
see them again. That is the
feeling I had so I began to walk
toward him and as I got close he
said �you look troubled my son�.
I walked over and asked if I
could sit, he said �pull up a
curb�. He asked me if things
were pretty rough in the north,
I did not think to much of it
cause for him to know I was from
the north was not hard just
about everywhere is north from
New Orleans. I told him yes and
he said let me guess a heart
ship with a lady. I told him my
story and about my house being
emptied while we speak. He joked
and said ahh but your still in
New Orleans the true sin city
and passed me his bag which I
learned to be Jack (not a friend
of mine). He asked me �what do
you see when you look at me, be
honest�. I told him I saw a very
misfortunate homeless man. He
said that�s part of your
problem. What you see as
misfortune is a fortune to me
that is worth more then any
amount of money. He went on
waving and passing his bottle
around and told me he had been
what I called homeless in over
45 states and hundreds of
cities. He had woke up on the
beach of the Atlantic and
Pacific oceans, he had hitched
hiked and hopped trains from
town to town. He passed me a
smoke and asked me what was in
store for my life will I chase
the lady and try to patch up a
rough road or will I open the
gate on a new road. We talked a
bit more and shared stories. I
swear I could have spent half my
life just sitting there listing
and learning about his life and
roads he has took. I pray that
when I am 60 or so I have half
as good stories to tell of my
life. I got up and walked over
to the liquor store and bought
him a fifth of Jack and a few
packs of Winston�s and was on my
way. One thing he said to me
that I will never forget, he
said its when we let go of our
dreams and can�t see them
anymore is when you lose control
and become just a shadow past
by. I had a dream the other
night and he was in it. I got
this long look from a far of him
and his surroundings. I realize
now that my life at that time
was summed up by what he was
wearing and expressions he used,
the ratted umbrella there for a
purpose but leaking in storms
and grey clouds to my life. The
chain holding me back from
taking my next step in life,
locked and heavy. His addiction
of smokes and whisky a freedom
that was let go and now
controlled him. My connection to
all this is my new life, a
freedom, a happiness and dreams
still flowing. I have walked
down many dark roads in my life
tattooed and scared as I like to
call it. I learned many lessons
but I believe that everything
happens for a reason. Sometimes
when you are not looking for
something with your head in the
clouds dreaming a treasure will
fall in to your life. Maybe like
me its your angel of love, My
Becky and she picks you up and
shows you what it really means
to smile, or an idea to put
something in motion whatever the
case may be never give up on
your dreams. You know if I had a
chance to go back and live in
the medieval times I would in a
heart beat. Today honor and
respect mean nothing even down
to how we speak, if you look at
how things were written and
spoke back then it meant
something. I was raised with sir
and maim in my vocabulary, kids
today have no idea what that
means. I would for sure take
that over our life of cell
phones and gang bangers jamming
to the same beat remixed a
thousand times over and trying
to find clothes to match my
grill. Basics; where have they
gone. I was working with my
father today doing some framing
work on a deck. I was listening
to the House of Hair with my man
Dee Snider when Poison�s nothing
but a good time came on, it took
me back to when I was ten
working with my pop jam that
tune him yelling at me to move
my ass, wait a sec that was
today. I guess something�s never
change. So I leave you with this
Dream it you Dreamers out there
and take a sec and pull those
kids away from that dam gaming
system and teach them how to
dream cause its them who can
rebuild this fucked up world we
are living in. Till next time my
friends Dream it.
Posted By -
chopzinicustoms on July 23,
2006
Thoughts from the
darkside............
Just sat down here and felt like
writing a bit. Seems it relaxes
me getting stuff out of my head.
In turn it just makes room for
more. Bec and I were on the
plane headed out to Vegas to get
married and she came across this
ad in a magazine, I think it was
for Harley or Custom Chrome,
anyway it said �Freedom isn�t
made in a cubical�. It seems the
further I go in life the more I
feel like the pressure of
restraints trying to hold me
down from my happiness. Like
trying to force me to work for
the man and waste my days here
making some other mother fucker
rich from my knowledge. My dad
used to say never hire a man to
do a job for you unless you know
his job better then him or most
of the time you will get took.
What is it that we need to
achieve so when our card is
pulled we can say, I have no
regrets, I lived my life to the
fullest and I was happy. Johnny
Chop had tattooed on his
knuckles �stay gold�, Indian
Larry wore his philosophy on his
neck and lived by that ever
thing in life is a question. I
could go on and on but I guess
the point I am making is that
the bad ass label that gets
tossed on bikers is ridicules.
We live the life style of
freedom and brotherhood which is
far better then any religion. If
you choose in life to go against
the grain you will get cut and
scared but that�s what teaches
you the freedom. Willie Nelson
should be the definition of
freedom. Just a way for me to
unload my thoughts, much like a
Morning page from the Artist
Way. So any way about a year ago
I had the vision of the frame
for what I am calling the �sick
and twisted� bike. Over the time
more and more of the design has
come together. I now feel like I
have the whole deal on how I
want it to look in my head.
Unfortunately that�s where it
will stay cause my drawing
skills are of that of a 2 year
old. Still working on this frame
issue the more I think about it
the more I feel I should just do
it myself. I want to begin on it
by the end of August. The
�hell-bent bike took about a
year to complete. This one I
think will take a bit longer. I
live life with a two sided
cycle, much like a teeter-totter
. One side being my business
life and the other being my
personal life. Typically when
one is up the others down and in
the past both have been shaky.
My personal life has finally
tapered to more happiness then I
will ever need to get through
this life. Becky is amazing and
is right there pushing when
times are rough and smiling when
times are good. I finally
understand what unity of two
souls means. Sometimes it just
takes a look from her that I
needed to change the course of a
day. On the flip side of that my
business life has take in a hit.
I am not really stress about it
as I probably should be. I am in
the middle of a move that is
taking me 400 miles of what I
know, however in life I am a
spiritual person and so far have
been blessed with my connections
for work. So I will leave you
whom are left reading with this,
Choices in life whether big or
small can change direction of
where your headed in life. Some
whom feel they have it the dead
end, can change an out look by
walking back to the beginning
and maybe you will learn
something you missed. How we
look at things in life sometimes
determines the outcome. Whether
the glass is half full or half
empty can make a difference.
Counting yourself out before you
get there spreads negativity and
most of the time spoils the
outcome or how you view it.
Remember it is only you who can
change what happens in your
life. Till next time these are
my thoughts and not yours all
views expressed here are views I
have achieved from low budget
films and cartoons. And with
that, �that�s all folks�
Posted By -
chopzinicustoms on July 3,
2006
Screwed, Blued and
Tattooed.............
Is
it time? Time for yet another
exciting journal entry. You bet
your sweet ass it is. Bec and I
have had the boys this week. Its
weird with just them and not the
girls. It seems that there is
always someone coming and going
in our family, but its all good.
Been working a bit on remodeling
the bathroom and some electrical
in the house out here left
by a yahoo to put that lightly.
I have seen a lot of shit in my
day but holy shorts sparks. Been
doing some revamping in my life
growing I guess a bit. My mind
is all go no stop so if I slow
down for a bit feels like I get
trampled by a hurricane. Balance
is what I search for a sense of.
Most will go through life and
only take what is needed to get
through, for me I take more then
I can carry, but miss nothing.
My baby got my Astrology chart
from my man Francis Dunnery.
Pretty amazing to read and learn
the whys and hows. A bit from my
brain to your ears about
Chopzini Customs. Things have
slowed down a bit right now for
my next bike. The loss of Sean
May is felt now more then ever I
spoke with a frame guy a bit and
that went sour. Trust and
Honesty is one of the hardest
things to find in the world
these days. My frames are one
offs and there will never be two
bikes that ever resemble one
another. So when it comes to the
frame its gotta be what a see my
design, not somebody else�s
frame with my twists on it. With
that patience�s sets in and a
slower pace then what I like to
move at. We missed the smoke-out
this year due to some mechanical
issues that the Hellbent bike
has thrown at us. The bike seems
to have a mind of its own. I say
that as a joke but really it
does. Just some weird stuff that
should be an easy fix and turns
into the mystery of where and
why. In life it is easy to move
smoothly and forward when you
have control, its when you don�t
have control you have to ask
yourself can you handle what is
tossed your way. So many times
in my life I have been
challenged but I think my
biggest one is here now and in
front of me. I hate stress and
pressure but fact is if I did
not have any then nothing in my
life would get done. I work well
under the gun so to speak. It
comes down to what is important
in life to you and how much your
willing to give up to get it. I
have this burn to further my
welding skills on certain
metals. The best way for me to
learn anything is to either
watch someone do it or read
about it a bit and teach myself.
Old timers man thats
where its at if you want the
real deal and I know just the
one I am headed to. I have some
ideas to take the chopper world
to the next level in my mind.
Hey where�d everybody
go? Well for those of you left,
take care of yourself.
Posted By -
chopzinicustoms on June 29,
2006
On the go......................
Is
everyone here good, great,
terrific. Its been insane to say
the least, I just got in from
Wisconsin and yet once again
away from my love. It seems to
be the story as of late work has
been going crazy which I am not
complaining about. Since Bec and
I married we have only gotten to
spend like 7 days together. Life
is crazy but I would not change
one thing in my life. All the
time I am forced to spend away
from Bec just makes me realize
how lucky I am to have her.
Sometimes it feels like the
whole world is against us, but
the harder it pushes down on me
the harder I swing. I hate to be
cornered and I learned along
time ago that when you get
knocked down there are only two
choices for you, lay there and
be beat or get up swinging. I
was one whom went through life
thinking that marriage was just
a piece of paper and it was not
something that I needed to be in
love with Becky. I could not
have been more wrong I love her
the same but the feeling of
waking up every morning
remembering the vows we shared
and knowing my wife is in my
corner through thick and thin
gives me strength to face the
days to come. So much has
changed as of late that I just
let life state its corse and
take it as it comes at me. When
you dwell on things and sit
around thinking how bad things
can be or get thats when you can
lose it. You have to stay
focused and move along. Matt has
been tattooing my arms like a
mad man. We have done 6 sittings
in 5 weeks equaling about 16
hours so far and a few more to
go. Its been good and the art
work looks insane but it gets
old after awhile having one
healing every week and not
having full function of your
arms. The Chopzini posters came
back and all I have to say about
that is I married the hottest
chick in the world. I love you
baby. You know sometimes I think
the time we spend here on earth
is all just a test. Some wander
off track and some stay focused
on the path. In either case of
what you believe you have to
make the best of everyday and
keep your head up. Things that
will bring you down or hold you
back will only make you stronger
in the long run. A lesson
learned is a lesson taught. To
never give up on yourself or the
ones you love is the key. Break
it down and take it one breath
at a time. Storm clouds come and
they will go, but after every
storm comes a clam. I am off to
gear up for the start of a crazy
week. Be good and keep your head
up.
Posted By -
chopzinicustoms on June 7,
2006
Mr. and Mrs.
Tanzini..............
Off
and running here on my first
journal entry as a married man.
Finally getting some coffee back
in my body. What a run its been
here the past few weeks. After
getting my wisdom teeth out I
thought I would have been on the
road to recovery, but man was I
wrong. I got back out to
Wisconsin and ended up at urgent
care 2 days before we were
flying to Vegas, It felt like an
elephant was on my chest. The
day before we were leaving they
knocked me out and scoped out my
throat to find 6 ulcers caused
from my meds from my teeth. For
fuck sake man what a nightmare.
But its all good I was in a bit
of pain in Vegas but not enough
to stop me from marrying my
beautiful bride. Becky looked
amazing as always and she did
her hair in piggy tails with
pink highlights for me. I love
her so much. The day was awesome
the folks at the Hard Rock were
right on with our reception and
the cake guy blew everyone away
with the cake. Huge thanks to
all of our friends and family
that came out. Las Vegas is an
awesome place man, I was held
down with being sick, but it
still amazes me how that town
runs. So I am married now to my
Beautiful wife and now I am
ready to set fire to a few ideas
that have been running around in
my brain. The �sick and twisted�
bike is about to come to life. I
have a new frame guy now who I
am excited to start working
with. Looking to have the frame
here in about 2 months and start
rolling. This bike here has been
in my mind for a while but last
week I had a killer idea for a
new set of bars and even more on
the paint. We are going to run a
wider tire then I normally like
a 280, not sure how I feel about
that just yet. Its a big tire
seems they just keep getting
bigger, soon you won�t need a
kick stand. But were doing a big
tank and I think that it will
flow real nice. I was hopping to
get a chance to get out and see
Denver�s Choppers while in Vegas
but time did not allow, However
we did get out to Hart and
Huntington which was pretty
cool. I still take my skin to
Matt Hockaday any day over Hart
and Huntington. I have my boys
this weekend here so I am off to
spend some time with them and
grab some more coffee. Till the
next crazy adventure, be good
and ride safe.
Posted By -
chopzinicustoms on May 20,
2006
Viva Las
Vegas..........................
Grab your shit and get in cause
this trains already in motion.
Tonight�s drink of choice tea
from my Wisconsin blue Starbucks
cup. Back in Wisconsin gearing
up for the biggest week of my
life, Getting married here
Saturday to my hottie. I am so
excited my insomnia has been
horrible. It gets crazy and at
times I hate it, but most of the
time that its insane it my mind
has set sail on something. This
time my wife to be and all of
the beautiful things that
surround us. Life is funny I
have been twisted and turned
down its road. I am one that has
been to the bottom without a pot
to piss in. If you read my book
you will get the whole picture,
life without heat right in the
middle of a fucking Michigan
winter. Anyway point I am making
here is through all the shit I
have remained focused on what I
want from life not what I will
settle for. Now I look over
cross the couch and my baby is
sitting, watching one of her fav�s
Huff and I am the luckiest man
alive. They say that wine is
better as it ages I would agree,
a true artist on the other hand
ages and betters as well. One
whom can do something and even
if its perfect look at it and
see a new or different way to do
it, has taught them self's
something. Knowledge is a
priceless thing learning
knowledge from yourself is a
gift and a talent. I tend to
learn things like that. Matt
Hockaday is a master at it. I
have watched him create a
masterpiece flawless, and he
will cock his head and give that
eye that seems to continually
take him to new levels. Lets
jump to the Chopzini train for a
sec. First off huge thanks to
the people who brought are name
up to the Discovery Channel for
their up coming Build Off. I
can�t thank you enough for your
support. I also want to thank
the V-Twin Girls again this time
for making the Hellbent bike
May�s Rolling Rock bike of the
month. I was talking to my love
here about an hour ago, and
there is a time that people whom
choose the road less taken have
to decide whether they are on
the road till the end or if
there is still time to
jump ship. Our society is the
best at labeling and classing
everyone to a type. So if you
choose to tattoo your body or
grow your hair out you may not
be working at a high paying job
for the big three. The further
you go in this quest of
expression the less chance you
have for hiring in. For me I am
in till the road ends. Sometimes
I am not sure if thats I good
thing, but if I stopped living
my life and jumped in to the
corporate world my head
would roll on and drive me back
to the road. I am off to spend
sometime with my baby. Vegas
baby, I ll see you when I get
back. Be good.
Posted By -
chopzinicustoms on May 8,
2006 |
