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CONDER PAINT SHOP IS UP– Here’s a brief list of prices for future reference….
Labor rate – $70 per hour until Jan 1 ’05.
Plastic filler work is a $150 minimum
Minor welding a.k.a fender rivet removal, hole filling or cracks is a $150 minimum
* Average stock 4-piece H-D, NO BODY WORK NEEDED, multiple clear, cut, polished, rock gaurded…
* Solid color (no candy) – $1000
* Candy with pearl, metallic or metalflake base – $1500
* Ghost flames (mine come detailed with a ghost pinstripe out line for a more finished look.) – $1200 to $1500
* Old school flame/scallop/panel jobs – $2000 and up
* Airbrush – $1500 and up
* Conder Custom blown glass style multi-layered candy job – $3000 and up.
* Wild ass stuff no one has seen before, with conceptual renderings of the paint throughout the project – $4000 and up
— Tim
The Conderosa
http://www.armageddontopfuel.com
BIKERNET RELIGIOUS MOMENT–“Lord, I have a problem.”
“What’s the problem, Eve?”
I know that you created me and provided this beautiful garden and all ofthese wonderful animals, as well as that hilarious comedic snake, but I’mjust not happy.”
“And why is that Eve?”
“Lord, I am lonely, and I’m sick to death of apples.”
“Well, Eve, in that case, I have a solution. I shall create a man for you.”
“Man? What is that Lord?”
“A flawed creature, with many bad traits. He’ll lie, cheat and be vain; allin all, he’ll give you a hard time. But he’ll be bigger, faster and willlike to hunt and kill things. I’ll create him in such a waythat he will satisfy your physical needs. He will be witless and will revelin childish things like fighting and kicking a ball about. He won’t be assmart as you, so he will also need your advice to think properly.”
“Sounds great,” says Eve, with ironically raised eyebrows, “but what’s thecatch Lord?”
“Well…..you can have him on one condition.”
“And what’s that Lord? “
“As I said, he’ll be proud, arrogant and self-admiring….. so you’ll haveto let him believe that I made him first. And it will have to be our littlesecret……..you know, woman to woman.”
–from M. Hart
Hart, you’re in trouble.–Bandit
BROS CLUB ANNOUNCES MAJOR CHANGES–___Chillocothe, OH / Pasadena, CA: Bros Club and CycleServices North America announce major changes to enhance benefits to members.
September 1, 2004 – Bros Club North America and CycleServices North America officially announced the termination of their dispatch service after continuing unresolved reports of bad service threatened to mar Bros Club?s otherwise excellent reputation.
In an interview with Bros Club’s National Director, DJ Coates, Coates explained, “After each and every dispatch, members receive a quality control survey. We were shocked to hear the way some of our members had been treated in recent months and despite efforts to resolve the problems with the former provider, determined it was time for a change.”
Coates reported, “After months of investigation, we have teamed up with the JD Power & Associates NO#1 rated Motorcycle Emergency Service Provider. Along with providing better service to our members, Bros Club and CycleServices can now provide enhanced benefits to current and new members.”
Full details of the expanded benefits are available at the BROS Club and CycleServices websites or from links on other popular Biker related sites. http://www.brosclub.org
HELP REQUESTED, CHECK IT OUT–I need all the Biker help I can get. I made a trip to the state of California from Alabama for a visit and to attend the Hollister Independence Day Rally. I have seizures and have a seizure alert dog (medical alert dog) that is recognized by the Americans with Disabilities Act because she is able to alert me up to two hours prior to my having a seizure. When in Hollister we were asked to leave because we couldn’t have the dog! I tried to explain to the officer that she was a medical alert dog – not just a pet – and he was adamant that I leave the city. This was a very expensive trip! Please have all bikers take 5 minutes and write an email to mailto:hirc@hollisterrally.com, or hirc@hollisterrally.com. g
Go to the website www.hollisterrally.com , or take the time to call 831.634.0777. If you can take the time to write an e-mail, these can be printed and the committee can take the outpouring to the city council to try to make a difference.
I know that I can “do something with the law” but that only helps one person – help me help others! Thanks.
–Rita Patrick
HELMETS AND HEAD INJURIES–We recently received several complaints about the media coverage of Indian Larry’s accident. I responded and said, “Fuck helmets and the way society tries to shove them down our throats. It’s bullshit. If they want to truly save lives make ’em wear them in cars.” But here’s another response from a Bikernet Reader.
You got that right! My wife and I were watching motorcycle mania 3, part 3 on Discovery channel a night or two back. Jessie and Kid rock were riding in Mexico and talking about this one area they were overlooking on how overregulated such a place would be if it were in the states. How true!
It goes back to personal responsibility and that is where helmet laws should be….If you want to wear one fine, but if not, well that’s fine too. Here in ND a few years back the voters passed mandatory seat belt usage. Well, we were hip to what they were doing and now it has happened. At first no seat belt usage could not be a stand-alone scenario where the cop would pull you over, it had to be in correlation with some other violation. Now a few years later, it is NOW a crime (a stand-alone offense) if you are caught without a seat belt on. And that means more cash in the man’s pockets to use whatever they use ticket money for.
Have to be very careful when such initiatives as seat belts, helmets, etc., items are tried to passed by the states. It usually comes back to bite you in the ass no matter how much good you think the new statute will be.
–RD
Fargo
BIKERNET COMPUTER TECH SUPPORT–Last year I upgraded from Girlfriend 7.0 to Wife 1.0 and noticed that thenew program began unexpected child processing that took up a lot of newspace and valuable resources. No mention of this phenomenon was includedin the product brochure.
In addition, Wife 1.0 installs itself into all other programs and launchesduring system initialisation, where it monitors all other system activity.Applications such as Poker Night 10.3, Drunken Boys Night 2.5 and SaturdayFootball 5.0 no longer run, crashing the system whenever selected.
I cannot seem to keep wife 1.0 in the background while attempting to runsome of my other favorite applications. I am thinking about going back toGirlfriend 7.0, but the uninstall does not work on this program.
Can you please help me !!!???
Thanks,
A TROUBLED USER
Dear TROUBLED USER,
This is a very common problem men complain about, but is mostly due to aprimary misconception. Many people upgrade from Girlfriend 7.0 to Wife 1.0with the idea that Wife 1.0 is merely a UTILITIES & ENTERTAINMENT program.Wife 1.0 is an OPERATING SYSTEM and designed by it’s creator to runeverything.
It is unlikely you would be able to purge Wife 1.0 and still convert backto Girlfriend 7.0. Hidden operating files within your system would causeGirlfriend 7.0 to emulate Wife 1.0 so nothing is gained. It is impossibleto uninstall, delete, or purge the program files from the system onceinstalled. You cannot go back to Girlfriend 7.0 because Wife 1.0 is notdesigned to do this.
Some have tried to install Girlfriend 8.0 or Wife 2.0 but end up with moreproblems than the original system. Look in your manual under “Warnings-Alimony/Child support”. I recommend you keep Wife 1.0 and deal with thesituation.
I suggest installing background application program C:YES DEAR toalleviate software augmentation. Having installed Wife 1.0 myself, I mightalso suggest you read the entire section regarding General PartnershiphtFaults (GPFs). You must assume all responsibility for faults and problemsthat might occur, regardless of their cause. The best course of actionwill be to enter the command C:APOLOGISE. In any case avoid excessive useof C:YES DEAR because ultimately you may have to give the APOLOGISEcommand before the operating system will return to normal. The system willrun smoothly as long as you take the blame for all the GPFs.
Wife 1.0 is a great program, but very high-maintenance. Consider buyingadditional software to improve the performance of Wife 1.0. I recommendFlowers 3.1 and Diamonds 2K. Do not, under any circumstances installSecretary with Short Skirt 3.3. This is not a supported application forWife 1.0 and is likely to cause irreversible damage to the operatingsystem.
Best of Luck,
Tech Support
BIKERNET CARIBBEAN REPORT–Indian Larry is dead, Long Live Indian Larry !
If you have been following the news, my friend, my brother, Larry is with us no more. It?s a sad, sad event, but as everyone has paid their respects and stated their condolences, I am dedicating the news to the memory of his life, not his passing away. In the few years I really knew Larry, I dare to say that he was one if not the truest most humble person in this industry. He was there for his fans and his friends, always. He was the guy that would stay from 10 am to 10 PM at his booth in Daytona, shaking hands, taking photos and signing autographs, non stop, he was always there, no matter what. Needless to say I feel a great admiration for Larry, as a bike builder but more so as a human being.
So where do I begin?
As you might know, I had the fortune of spending a lot of time with Larry during the last couple years, so the stories are long and many, but everything has a beginning, so let’s get rolling.
Many moons ago, chance took me to New York City, as I became a “permanent” resident. I had heard of a guy people called Indian Larry, this is way before I was building bikes or had a business, that’s when we where all riding old clunkers. So I got a cab and gave them an address deep inside Alphabet city. When I got there, a place called Psycho Cycles, even the cabby took off in a hurry. I walked in and met someone, they had a really bad attitude, but I could deal with that, it was NY after all. So I got a shirt and got out. As I walked behind the building the shop was corded off but I just stood there and watched the guys work on some very cool bikes. It?s such a long time ago and my memory is not clear, but I stood there for some time and watched the guys work, and yes, you guessed it, one of them was a fellow named Indian Larry. I walked to the next subway station, it was dark already, I did not care, but I dare to say those bikes changed my life. I had a sudden urge to go back home and start tearing my bike apart, make something as cool as what I saw that Summer day in the bowels of NY.
Fast forward many years, it seemed like I saw Larry and Paul everyplace I went. Sure I was in the biz now, way deeper, so by chance and I would say luck, we would say hi, talk a bit and go our ways. He was famous, but famous in a way that you are when you happen to be in the underground, no TV, no hordes of well wishers and fans, famous as you respect an elder who’s on top of his game and with tons of talent, just waiting for the monetary chance to shine, and shine it did. Indian Larry became a world- wide name after Motorcycle Mania 2. I don’t know the details, nor remember how, but we became friends, good friends.
So let’s go to the stories. Even in Sturgis last year, we asked Larry to marry my friends Wicho and Keren, which he gladly did. It was a very impromptu ceremony, I will never forget, they stopped the music on the main stage, Larry got up and got them hitched. His exact words before that, “you love each other? You are married, go fuck? typical……He told us that wedding had made his trip and I knew he meant it.
Or in Puerto Rico, breaking every single law created by whomever creates them, riding wide fuckin’ open down the highways, just having as much fun as possible without getting arrested, or the side by side burnouts, while he laughed as a mad man and just cranked the throttle ’till my ears felt like they were popping, people here love him, he was kind to everyone and certainly enjoyed his time in the island, we will miss him dearly.
Or Miami, when we went to a bar and the drunk guy was calling him Crazy Larry, Larry Indian, and everything else, he just calmly smirked and put some distance between the drunks and himself, with us in the middle, just in case. At the same show, he was so happy with his new throne; to him it was so cool, to me too. To tell you the truth, he was the king, and he is the king. He was enjoying the success due after 30 odd years of busting his ass and his knuckles. The recognition he deserved and was way overdue. In a certain way I am very glad that he was able to enjoy these couple years, and he went on top of his game, no doubt about it.
So let’s keep going, in Daytona when people would not even let him take a piss without opening the port a potty door and we had to stand watch, or the time he took off just to get into WCC’s trailer and help Bill put his bike back, that was Larry. The only way he got away from his fans was to help his friends, even stop eating halfway through his lunch, just to say hi to someone and get a photo. Even his party in NY, he offered the Grease Monkey for me to ride while there, the bike that I had always drooled over, the bike I got to relate Larry with, I did not say no, but I could not do it, to me that bike was him and it is his. I remember Hawaii, we rode like madmen around the island, enjoyed each others company and managed to raise some hell while there. He was the last one to leave the event and was so stoked to be there. I will never forget when Billy blew the motor up and we were debating if the Fat Boy signal light bar would hold the towing, Larry walked over tugged the shit away of them and said” yeah they will hold” with his typical smirk/ grin, then we took off, the master had approved it. The guys in Hawaii enjoyed our rides, and Larry loved life, we all knew it.
Or two weeks ago, in Sturgis, when he said he will come by the house to eat and never showed up, typical, but still we wanted his company up there, amongst friends and away from the crowds. It?s what we all enjoyed, being able to shoot the shit about whatever, just friends hanging out. At the journey Larry pulled me aside and he said he loved my bike, I never did tell him but his words made my proud, like the teacher giving the thumbs up to the pupil. I know he always liked what I did, even if he would not, he was too good of a human being to say otherwise, and I also know he always pushed for me to be on TV. He thought I deserved it. Why do I say this, simple, besides being a great human being, he was a great friend to me. I had a hunch that he had been “trying to make it” for such a long time and wanted to bring everyone up with himself. I’m sure he was also proud of my bike and me.
I do feel proud of him and his legacy. More so, the last Saturday of Sturgis, we stopped by the booth to say hi. My mother wanted a photo with Larry and Paul. I jokingly said that she wanted a photo with a famous builder so Larry took the camera, shot us and said “Here’s your shot with a famous builder”. To me that said it all, and needless to say , floored me. Sadly that was the last day I talked with him, as a person alive, with the excitement on his behalf of coming back to Puerto Rico, and having a hell of a time to continue the mayhem and burning the tires that were left. We would have met in any upcoming event, like we always did, and to tell you the truth, as with many other friends, something I was looking forward to, but now, it will never happen, unless the event is someplace that we don’t know of yet, but he does.
What did I know that last Saturday, when I picked up my phone to say hi to a friend, just because, I would never be able to do so, ever.
We need to celebrate the life and achievements of a person that was important to us, not a hero, since they are only in books and movies, a real human being with downfalls and success. An example to us and everyone, just a really good addition to what we call life. I know many of you will miss him, I know I do, in a selfish way, since I know he is having a better time than us in a place that we wish we will be allowed to some time in the future. We need to enjoy and keep his legacy alive. Larry never compromised, he built what he liked, he followed his dreams and left us when he was enjoying the fruits of his hard labor. I will miss being able to talk to him, or have him on our side the next ride. I will definitely miss not being able to see him again, smirking and giving us the thumbs up. I know all of us will miss him dearly.
That night in NYC after his party I was standing outside Hogs and Heifers, I heard a thunder like noise coming down and echoing in the canyon like streets, from one moment to the next , there was Larry. He parked his bike, got off and dropped a smile, a wicked smile, just like a kid that had done something wrong and knew it. I’m sure that is what God saw at 3:40 am August 30th, and I’m sure that God as I did, gave him a hug and was really glad just because the simple matter of seeing him.
His family, crew and friends will celebrate Indian Larry’s life the 19th of September at his shop in Brooklyn. At their request, please send donations instead of flowers and such to the following charities, please do it in Indian Larry’s name, http:// www.ASPCA.comand or The national council of Alcoholism, 1675 White Horse-Mercerville road, Suite J, Hamilton NJ 08619tel # 609-689-0121, or the same at NYC.
If you feel the need to show your support and help out, go to his site http:// www.IndianLarry.com and purchase his stuff, show how much you loved him and admired him, it’s a large machinery and it needs to keep on rolling in order to keep his life’s work.
I will take the liberty in name of Bambi, Bobby, Elisa, Paul, Anne, and the rest of the crew and family to thank everyone for the well wishes, e-mails and calls, and last but not least, that great man I am paying tribute to, tonight, Larry.
To end this, and tell you the truth, I have never ever been so flattered, humbled, nor proud as that night at the Journey, when Larry asked to buy my Bobber, but I could not sell it to him. I truced for a swap, and left it at that. 15 minutes later, Bobby asked me about the swap, Larry was dead serious and again I took it as a joke, you know what, every single time I get on that bike, it will be with you in mind, it’s yours my friend, and you don’t owe me jack, the one that owes way too much to repay is me.
Jose
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