"I pulled you over for Speeding. Do you have any idea how fast you were going?"

Regardless of what you ride, even if you don't ride at all, EVERYONE is welcome here.

Mr. Motorcycle

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I live at 1 Frozen place in, Minnesota, United States
My real name is Mark. For many years now my wife has called me Mr. Motorcycle. When I started my Blog I was looking for a catchy blog name, so I went with it. I'm happily married and I'm also a father of 6 children. I have two human offspring, one dog, two cats and one custom Harley. I believe that makes 6 children. When I'm not doing my real full time job, or going for a ride, I like to do art, custom paint jobs, and of course BLOG. If you would like to contact me, my e-mail address is phonetically spelled for avoiding spammers. (I actually do use the number 1 in the beginning.) 1mrmotorcycleATgmailDOTcom

*****This is my Bliss*****

*****This is my Bliss*****
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The photo above is my ride :
"Kenny" started life as a stock '97, 883 Sportster. It's been a work in progress since the day I bought it many years ago. Its mostly custom with a built, "slightly juiced up" 1200 motor.
The Metal Fabrication, bodywork and custom paint was done by me.

How the Hell did I come up with a name like Kenny for my bike you ask?...... Most people who name their rides, go with chick names. I of course had to be different. I think bikes look tough, cool and masculine; not feminine. Plus, my father "Ken" has helped make me who I am today. Therefore with a little twist on the name, my bike was named "Kenny".


Come check out my custom paint! Click on the logo above to go to my custom paint blog.

Thursday, June 5, 2008


Borrowed from Rick Slark's Keep the rubber side down. http://keeptherubbersidedown.net/2008/06/04/questioned/

By the way. Thanks Rick!
Also a note that it is encouraged to either do one on his site in comments, or on anyone elses site including mine in comments, or simply copy and paste it from any other site, and do one of your own on your site. It would be nice to learn more about each other through this.


Favorite brand of bike? Harley Davidson

Favorite color of bike? Black and Chrome, with some subtle custom paint.

Do you always wear a helmet? No, never. Don't like the lack of vision, sound, or if going to a half helmet, the wind drag they give my melon. I don't have a windshield, seatbelt or airbags on my motorcycle either. Shame on me but I don't wear my seatbelt in a car either. I guess I figure in a car that a cage with airbags is safer that riding a motorcycle with or without a helmet.

Most miles ridden in a day? Never kept track, but my bike isn't made for touring. I'd guess 300-350 miles in one day at best.

Do you belong to a riding club? No, but I have several small groups of riders made up of friends I can ride with.

How many bikes do you currently own? Just one. I've never owned more than one at a time. This is my fourth, if you want to count my moped I had when I was 15 years old.

Do you wave at passing bikers? Most always, and to all kinds. I'm not biker predjudice, even though I prefer Harleys.

How many brand t-shirts do you own? Ten or so, but most are now grey Harley shirts that were once black. I only wear a couple in public.

Do people think you are obsessed with motorcycles? Yep, and damn proud of it. It is part of who I am.

What is your favorite type of riding? No preference, as long as I am riding. That is all that matters. I just love to ride.

Do you have any riding superstitions? Nope. Funny thing though, Lucky http://pizzacrusade.blogspot.com/2008/03/superstitious-bikers.html posted about superstitions, and I commented as follows:
Mr. Motorcycle said...
I'm not supersticious, except for that "knock on wood" thing. Don't know if I really believe in it all, but started doin it as a teenager and my wife does it now too. I think we do it out of habbit now more so than belief that it will actually do anything.I once had one of those bells on my bike. A friend gave it to me after I laid my bike down. Said I needed the good luck it would bring. It lasted about three rides before I ripped the damn thing off and chucked it into the woods. It drove me nuts. I haven't laid the bike down since.***You can't see me right now, but I'm Knocking On Wood.*** L.O.L.


Ann said...

I love this...I will be answering these questions on my blog.


Mr. Motorcycle said...


You are welcome. Enjoy, and please spread the word!