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Its not unusual to fixate on something good or well deserved or being fixated on.  The other day, Jo and I was taking a trip and a similar G35 coupe pulled up next to us.    There was nothing unusual about the car but it did have a set of 20′ rims on it, a concept thats hard to find.  See, Infiniti has gotten smart and has steered the idea of using only their own rims and tire packages with an uneven offset, so that their cars can only be fitted to a specific company.  Unfortunately, I think that company Sucks.  So you see my dilema.

Well I was checking out the rims.  You know, the neck breaker type look.  And Jojo, straight faced, head looking forward, sounding words but no lip movement, says “Stop looking at the guys car so hard.”  “But he has 20’s on em” I replied, “and I would like to know how he did that.”  She then said “Stop giving him the time of day.”

 See, Jo has this fundamental therory of giving someone the satisfaction they try to earn.  She thinks its a ploy for people that shows off to basically show off, and she’s not going to give that concept any satisfaction at all. 

Its sort of like them using the force.  And guess what, I fell right into it.  But thats not my concern.  I want to know if anyone else feels the same as Jo.  That its next to impossible for someone to catch you staring at em or you even giving them the time of day.  Please let me know.

Free… 

I have a question, a very minute question of no relavance what so ever, but never the less its a question.  My question to you is:

Why Fight?

When it comes to living life, which is already a struggle as it is, and you begin to interact with others, places and things, you begin to reflect a statement about yourself and your lifestyle.  That statement, no matter what it is and what it says, describes you to exactly who you are.  But remember everyone has one,  an IDS (Identity Statement), I call it.  We use it everytime we’re introduced or talked about.  And its never the same from person to person.  Even you yourself may share a different IDS about yourself.  But its this statement that gets us into conflicts at times.  And its because of this statement that makes others around you seek a resolution or a conflict.

Why Fight?  When fighting never resolves anything, one out of the two parties have to lose, and fight enough times and that party or person could be you and yours.  Why Fight?  When no one wins in a fight, it just shows how ones action could be so drastic in the name of love or hate, whichever you chose. It has no relavance on the life that you’ve change.  The Life you altered, or even the life you’ve took.

I’ll be sharing more and more on this subject, actually getting into the topic more detailed, Just feel free to leave a comment abiout what said so far.

Well, well, well.  What  do we have here?  Its the start of what is to be the most radical change to the sportbike industry since the cavemen discovered the wheel.  With the new upcoming changes to the Super Sportbike Industry, the roads are going to be screaming murder.

2007 Suzuki Gsxr 1000

This newly revamped machine is what all the Gsxr fanatics have been waiting for.  Despite the look of it, which many may pose a negative crictic on its design, the Gsxr 1000 performance aspect is nothing to gloat at.  You may fine the specs and info at http://www.suzukicycles.com/Products/ProductDisplay.aspx?modelCode=GSXR1000K7&activeSection=OVERVIEW.  Tell them Free sent ya.

 2007 Kawasaki ZX10

No Dramatic changes has forgone on the ZX10, but its impact in the 2006 lineup was enough to send both Suzuki and Yahama back to the Drawing board.  Check it all out at http://www.kawasaki.com/Products/Detail.aspx?id=202&content=photos.

 2007 Yamaha R1

The Modifications depicted on the yamaha sites seem next to nothing next to its rival, the Gsxr 1000 and Kawi ZX10.  You can always check out the info at the Yami’s site. www.yamaha.com.

One of the most blessed period of my life was sharing and living like brothers and sisters within the infrastructure know as Da Rock Allstarz Inc. 

In the beginning, everything was rushed and quickly blossom into a beautiful Organization that touched even political structures in NYC.  Decisions in favor of the M.C. club was a phone call away on the most minute of matters.  It was the power of the network that DRA formed that was taking its own identity in the frabrics of the community and the people.  I was proud to be an Allstar.  I was proud to work and struggle for the statis that the club acheived in such a short time.

But to many of the club’s members, including myself, it became appearent that the leadership lack more than discipline and organization.  It lacked experience, class, and correct guidance.  It lacked common understanding of one’s struggle and the means to endure it.  Thus the end was bound to happen.

 In Early 2006, I left the club on grounds of indecisivness in financial matters.  In other words, the leadership’s perception was that the hard work and struggle that each and every member put into their club, financial, time, donations, etc., was not rewarded or repaid.  Thus, a most %$@# up situation and all the reasons needed to leave an organiztion that will not see another cent of support from me.  Of course, there’s ways of getting my money back, there’s always ways.  But why kill an already dying foe, let em be and nature will have its course.

My decision on that was a very hard one to make.  But it was already in the works from the day I left.  I beleive in Karma and such things done wrong by a person is due right back to that individual. I also believe that you remove the heart from the body and the body will die.  All pieces of the heart was already gone by the time I left.  Beast, Sticky, Myself, and J-Hood.  The four chambers of common sense. 

Beast, was always the one for facts and action.  What has to be done must be done, thats his voice and he palyed his part very well.   

Sticky, alway had the logical and different perception on any matter.  Always remembering that little detail you fail to add to your equation but that was much needed.  I tend to bond with him the most.  He was my Heart in the Club, because he made the most sense.

J-Hood, was the fun part.  The only part of DRA that could of pulled it off and made it look good. When he step up on decisions I knew things would go right, becuase it was J’s hood.  He pushed me to more than anyone else in the club.  His action to retain his MC license pushed me to get my instructorship from M.A.N.Y. and become a teacher for M.S.F.  He alwayz challenged me on to the best of our abilities.

Then There was myself.  The emotions and passion of it all.  You wanted to get slaped in the face for stepping to DRA, you call me, Free.  I step to political assholes, NYPD, mayors, governors, you name it, I did it.  Activist to the fullest, community affairs, community involvment.  I’m so passionate about this lifestyle that it was my life and many couldn’t understand that. When Patty passed it was like “told you so” wasn’t enough.  But thats another story.

So the four Chambers of the heart was not there, what else would you expect to happen to the body?  It will eventually die.  Not to mention that without order, everything just falls apart.  The members had no rewards for positive and progressing actions and no discipline for wrong doing.  It was a free for all to fight among each other, jepordize lives, and basically run a muck. Enough was enough.

That was basically the straw that broke that back and thus I formed “Supreme Ryderz Inc“.  I, along with help and guidance from 

Jojo, put in everything into this club.  We meet with other clubs and took notes.  We meet with former member of DRA nd took notes.  We sat down with our selves and given the criteria for a safe and effective M.C. club, we created the Bylaws.  Most of the final outcome can be veiwed at www.Supremeryderz.com. 

Its more than one can handle. Bad enough we have computers out there that refuse to obey your every command, imagine four, all at once.

Its often a stress out situation here at work, but then again, where can you find a no stress workplace.  We’re designed to go through this daily force, this procedure, this routine thats neither visible or real.  Its just stress.  We can’t see it, touch it, or change it.  But when we feel it we know its there. 

It plays a part of everyone’s lives and has no discrimmination.  Anyone and everyone feels it at some time or another.  Thats  Stress. 

I Try my best not to take it home with me when I leave here but its a battle.  A battle I hardly do win.