You’re probably asking yourself “what the heck did Free get himself into?”  Don’t be Alarmed, it just a game.  Its call D&D (Dungeons and Dragons), where you create a character and interact with other created characters in a world of fun and adventure.

Here is my latest character.  A Minotaur by the name of Darroch Bouvier from the small village of Jubal.  He’s about 6′7, 550 lbs, and sporting a very idle temper, with little to no care for humans.  He’s able to lift over his head about 920lbs or drag a total of 4600lbs.  Yes he’s a beast.

His weapons of choice are battle axes of course.  Some single with a pike, like the ones in the pic, and others double sided.  He relies on brute strength and dexterity to deal damage.  He excells in skills of jumping, spoting, searching, listening, crafting, and his favorite, Intimidation.

Because of his race, his attributes helps and hinders him from time to time.  For example, his mere size makes it difficult for him to enter certain establishment and because of the minotaurs tarnished reputation, humans really dislike these creatures.  But Darroch could care less, with qualities like natural cunning and scent, resistance of fear, and the ability to scare the living crap out of a human, I can’t with to play this guy in any realm.

But stay tuned and look out.  Its about to get bloody in the new game of D&D.

This was one of my closest friends in a motorcycle Club I use to be a part of, Da Rock Allstars. Her name was Patty Cruz aka Nasty Patty.

Patty had this dream of calling all her brothers and sistas together for a benefit ride for sickle cell awarness on June 5th, 2005. On June 2nd 2005, Patty was involved in a motorcycle accident that unfold no more than 20 feet in front of me.

She lost her life that day and never got to see her dream come through.
As a friend, I made a promise, (along with many others) to undertake her dream and make sure that its a successful annual event.
And so its another year and the time is near, and I would love to give a opportunity to my family,  and urge you guys and gals to come out and give some support to a very worthy cause.

The run starts at Nations Cycle, 39 S Franklin St. Hemstead NY 11550. Registration opens at 9:30am and ends at 11:30am. Stands up at 11:45am. Run is as outlined on Flyer. Make sure you are gased up and ready.

After the run, at the end, there will be food, drinks, door prizes, and raffles for everyone to enjoy.For any more info, feel free to call me at 646-358-6202 or 347-282-1215. you can also visit the site(s) www.pattycruzrun.com or www.supremeryderz.com for more info. If you would like to leave a donation (anything at all) use www.pattycruzrun.com, click on NY Run Info, and then the Donate button.

Free 

The one time I know for a fact is that all good things does come to an end.  Its predominatly not our intutition to mess up a good thing but eventually it happens. 

East bound on the Southern State Parkway heading home from work, I noticed behind me a White Chevy Tahoe, with 24 inch chrome rims, switching lanes like it was Mario Andretti driving.  All lanes was block and the best go-through lane was the far left lane, my lane.  So I decided to move over and let this guy pass, a habit of mine that has kept me out of trouble so far.

The next available space I saw, which was the middle lane, I switched.  And to my surprise the Tahoe changed lanes also, right behind me putting his super whites HID in my back seat.  This Guy was too close for comfort.  I was thinking “whats this guy’s problem?”  So I saw another opening to get out of his way, and decided to take it.  As I took the right lane, he took the left, and sped off like a surprise cockroach when you turn the lights on.  Thats great, He’s gone.  But why is there flashing lights on behind me.  Son of a Bitch!

Of course I was in the G35 Coupe and to every living Cop, thats a race car like no other.  The Cop came over and requested the documnets as usual.  Told me that that I was pushing 90mph in a 55mph zone.  “How did you Guess that I asked?”  “My Radar” he quickly answered.  So I look over to my Radar detector and made sure that the shit was on because if it wasn’t, I would understand.  But it was on and there was no warning of any radar trap. He saw my face.

After about 4 minutes in his swad car checking me out, he decided to to return and let me have it.  “There no reason why you should be going 90mph on the Southern State Parkway.  There’s been 27 fatalities on the Parkway in the last 3 months and we’re looking to cut that crap out”  he said sternly.  I said “thank you Officer and have a nice day” before he had a chance to give me back my documents.  He got the picture.  He handed me my docs and a ticket, for 75mph in a 55mph, which is more than understandable.

The whole experience left a very bad taste about Chevy Tahoes and blind sided state Troopers.  I know, its a lot of cars on the road but the innocent drivers thats trying to get out of the way of mad drivers should not be penalized.  Go get those reckless assholes that thinks the size of their trucks are excuses for people to get out of their way.  Enough said.