"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

I am

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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, May 13, 2010

The accident

A woman is driving through an intersection and gets into an accident with a biker. It's a pretty bad one. She claimed she didn't see him.
His bike is toast and her car is also hurt pretty badly. Amazingly neither of them is physically injured; just his leathers and her pride.

God works in mysterious ways.

After they get their wits about them, the biker starts cursing about people not watching out for motorcyclists.

Trying to lighten up his mood and the intense atmosphere the accident has created, the woman says, "WOW,
just look at my car and your bike! So much damage but yet both you and I are completely unhurt. This must be a sign from God that we should be friends and live in peace for the rest of our days."

The biker replies, "Oh yes, I agree completely, this must be a sign from God!
But you're still at fault. "

The woman continues, "And look at this, here's another miracle. My car's front end is completely demolished but this bottle of wine didn't break
Surely God wants us to drink this wine and celebrate our good fortune."

The biker nods his head in agreement, proceeds to take the wine from the woman, opens it for her and say's "Here, out of politeness, I'm going to let you have the first drink, even though you are still at fault".

The woman takes the bottle, drinks about half and hands it back to the man.

The biker puts the cap back on and the woman asks, "Aren't you having any?"

The biker replies, "No. I think I'll just wait for the police..."