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SUNDAY POST–HUNGOVER AND READY TO RIDE The Sunday Paper Post is growing. Not sure I like that. This was supposed to be a special shot of new, hot news, only for Cantina Members. As the site grows more and more breaking news comes our way. If it’s hot and arrived after Thursday, it’s considered for

SUNDAY POST–ON TIME ALMOST EVERY TIME Okay, I’ll go to the party. I’m hungover, goddamnit. The sun is blazing on the Harbor. Although it’s Mom’s day, I’m faced with two deadlines for HORSE, Sunday Post, and there’s two articles in the hopper for the site. Jose wrote in in-depth research article on Billy Lane and

SUNDAY POST MADNESS–OLD SCHOOL PARTS, BILLET STUFF, BIKES FOR SALE, FREEDOM SAVED AND MORE… A couple of days ago I received a formidable challenge. Write the History of Bobbers for Hard-core Chopper Magazine of Japan in 750 words. I jumped at the challenge with the enthusiasm of a high school kid facing the promise of

SUNDAY POST MADNESS–BREAKDOWNS, KICK-STARTERS, NEW BATTERIES, AND MIDNIGHT ROAD TESTS It’s 2:30 in the afternoon on Sunday. I know, I’m late, but I have bitchin’ excuses. I was out of the sack at 6:30 this morning. I pulled the ’48 Pan out and rode with Dr. Hamster and Chris Kallas the biker artist to the

SUNDAY POST–Happy Easter Goddamnit! I’m bobbing and weaving. I took the King for the first ride after new wheels, Avon Tyres and black powder coating replaced much of the chrome. I’m running into one problem. New Softails and Dynas are set up for at least 150 sized tires with the narrower belt, but not touring

SUNDAY POST–SON OF BANDIT RETURNS This is a bitchin’ weekend. My son, the tattoo artist, came by. He has worked with all the best tattoo artist in Southern California and is now preparing to open his own shop. He’s 29 and been through some rough times and women. We’re working on the headquarters this weekend.

SUNDAY POST MADNESS–WAR, ARRESTS, KNIVES AND BIG BORE CYLINDERS Hackasaw Triumph and we’re still working on the girl. I’m still digging the sand outta my ears from Tahiti. It’s Sunday, daylight savings time has been launched, the sun is shinning and it’s time to ride. So let’s clammor through this shit and hit the road.

SUNDAY POST NUTS, BAD JOKES, SUPPORT FOR OUR TROOPS AND THE BEACH RIDE IS BACK What a strange day. For our countrymen in Iraq, a tough battle. On the positive side of the fence, our men have their hearts in the right place. Here at home, motorcycle events have been impacted by the Laughlin fight

SUNDAY POST MADNESS–BANDIT TURNS 55 The sonuvabitch bitched out the web master this morning and drove one of the girls from the Headquarters. I was just stoppin’ by to have a beer and see if I couldn’t talk to Sin Wu a bit. She’s so damn fine. I don’t care if she is Bandit’s girl,

SUNDAY POST MADNESS–KING WORK, V-ROD MODS AND SEX Last night and this morning reminded me why we fight for freedom and a smile. Each minute reminded me why I love women and the hell we go through for them. I danced down the yellow brick road once more. Then ships horns awoke me, beside her,

SUNDAY POST–DAYTONA SCANDALS, PLANS FOR STURGIS AND TIKI GODS FOR SHIFTERS I’m a tad hungover this morning. Dr. Hamster and Marko swung by last night and we had a feast fixed by the lovely Sin Wu. The good doctor was driving his two-door, restored ’63 Cadillac. Whatta boat. Marko had just returned from Afghanistan. He

SUNDAY POST MADNESS–DAYTONA DOWN, UTAH CUTTING MOTORCYCLE TRAINING, DAVID UHL INTERVIEWED AND DANNI ASHE RETURNS TO THE CANTINA This is one of those mornings. Our code is romance and motorcycles. I just had surgery, can’t chase women or ride. Just getting around is a pain, so what gives? On the other side of the coin

SUNDAY POST ALERT–OREGON PASSING MOST PROGRESSIVE LEGISLATION IN MOTORCYCLE HISTORY Wait until you read about the laws being passed. We took on two new sponsors this week, Mike Hupy (law services) and Johnny Suede’s clothing line. We also plan to launch some new product lines in the Bikernet Gulch. Hang on. We run at this

SUNDAY POST MADNESS–GOOD DEAL, CAMPING AT THE 100TH, PROJECT BIKES, PANHEAD PARTS AND JACK DANIELS Life just ain’t fair all the time. The weekend promised to be packed with romance and working on bikes then we ran into Harold’s Saloon, pulled up stools and gazed into the drooping green eyes of the redhead behind the

SUNDAY POST–SUPERBOWL SUNDAY CHIPS AND SALSA I’m going to keep this as short as… I’ll just leave it at that. Let’s hit the news and watch the game, ride some, eat munchies ’til your blue in the face and drink. Just don’t get caught or ride afterwards. Corbin Sued By DealersRumor has it that Mike

SUNDAY POST MADNESS–ALL ABOUT SEX AND TIME TO RIDE Old shots and memorabilia courtesy of Bob T. It was going to be a strange night (Saturday night at the Bikernet Headquarters). The day started out sorta macab with a catfight dispute between Lawless and the Blonde. I sat at the table and looked at pretty

SUPER SUNDAY POST–WHEELS AND DEALS The master Bikernet illustration Jon Towle at LA Calendar Bike show. Not much happening, it’s overcast, like the death fog has attacked the coast. It’s threatening rain in San Francisco. Winter has sealed in much of the rest of the country and bikers all over are pacing the floors, watching

SUNDAY POST–TOO STRANGE TO MENTION I’m in a funky mood. We just hauled a truck load of split pine from the mountains to keep the headquarters warm during the onslaught of El Nino on the coast this winter. Whatta you bet it won’t fall below 75 for the rest of the season. We wound into

SUNDAY POST MADNESS–V-Rod Parts, Dallas Sway And Last Night Life is bananas and I’m grateful the holidays are past. Last night the strangest thing happened. I got a call from a girl in Newport. She wanted to meet. The operation was put into motion after prepping another feature bike for Bikernet. It’s a Muscle Bike

SUNDAY POST ALERT–STUFF WITH HEART AND SOME WITH NUTS I’ve got the chills. I haven’t eaten anything all day, but I shouldn’t. Yesterday I ate too many cookies, soups, enchiladas and god knows what else. Then as the rain fell outside she took a long soaking bath and jumped my bones. Then we got the

SUNDAY POST–A STRANGE EVENING LEAD TO A STRANGER MORNING SUNDAY POST–A STRANGE EVENING LEAD TO A STRANGER MORNING Last night was hot as it drizzled all over Los Angeles. I slipped across town taking Sin to a party of all women. I wasn’t allowed. I slithered out the back as I watched a flurry of

SUNDAY POST MADNESS–DAYTONA STILL AT IT, NEW MOTORCYCLES, NEW MOTORCYCLE OIL, NEW DEAL WITH HARLEY AND THE NHRA Hey, I had two bitches this morning and I was going to pull a Jose, but one escaped me. The most important one is still centered in my feeble brain. All our lives we’ve been faced with

SUNDAY POST–JUST BACK FROM ARIZONA I don’t know where to start. I clocked 950 miles this weekend on the King with new heads, cams, exhaust and air cleaners. It hauled my ass from one rain storm to the next and back again. What an idiot I was for riding out after Thanksgiving on the only

SUNDAY POST–BETWEEN THE SHEETS AND THE OPEN ROAD Cantina Babe of the week. It’s a never ending battle between the sexes, sex and freedom. The blond was all over me today about the Arizona ride and why she wasn’t invited. I could feel the cells in my brain packing a bedroll for more than just