No Better Way to Start the Day

Sugar letting me know it's time to get out of bed.

Mike Alessi's Crash at Red Bud

For those of you not in the know, I love motocross. When I started riding dirt bikes something inside me just clicked. I had finally found something that was meant for me. I expect the feeling to be similar to a basketball player discovering a basketball for the first time. Even thinking about it brings a huge smile to my face.

A little more than a year after I started riding, I tore my ACL at a local MX track. My first BIG injury and the first time I was going to have surgery. The only thing I could think about was getting back to the track. So I went with a doctor that told me I could be back riding in 3 months. Well, a couple months later I was back on the bike...for 5 minutes. I had managed to get my foot caught on a tree root and my leg was yanked back. I heard a loud pop and felt the same pain as the first tear. I was pissed and frustrated which led to some tears. Luckily, I didn't tear the ACL again but it stretched. I went to a another doctor and this time I took the slower approach to riding again.

11 months after the initial injury, I bought another dirt bike(The old one had some bad karma...seriously). I was pumped to be riding again. Well about my third time back out to the track, I high sided and landed on my head. It really freaked me out. After all the commotion, I instantly made sure I had no pain in my leg. Then I went through making sure I could move all limbs. I'm super paranoid about neck injuries. Initially, I didn't think twice about stop riding. I had waited an entire year to ride again and I wasn't about to walk away. Two day later, I changed my mind. As much as I love riding dirt bikes, I'm not in the same mindset to bounce back from injuries. I'm not willing to go through another year of rehab for a hobby.

Three weeks after I bought the dirt bike I sold it. Since then I haven't thought about riding dirt. Kind of strange, it took landing on my head to clear some things up for me.

There is a reason I bought all of this up. I saw a clip from this weekend's AMA Motorcross Championship race and it gave me chills. It shows Mike Alessi crashing and then getting ran over by the rest of the field. It's one of the gnarliest crashes I've seen. Luckily, it looks like he is in good condition with two broken shoulder blades, a few ribs, and a concussion. Yes, I said luckily. He is still breathing and walking around.

At what point would you start asking yourself, Is the risk worth the reward? Mike Alessi just returned to racing from a broken coller bone.

For me, the great feeling I had riding isn't worth the injuries. But I don't rely on this type of thing for income. So I can't really answer it on that level. Maybe that's what separates the pros from everyone else. They are willing to hang it all out and not think twice. What do you think?


NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART

July 4th Weekend

I feel like such a slacker. I have a bunch of things I want to blog about but I don't. Lately it's like going to the gym. You don't really want to do it but once you get going you're glad you did. No good excuses though.

Happy Belated 4th of July! What did you guys do to celebrate this emptyglorious holiday?

We headed to the Arkansas Bend Park for some good times. When we got to the entrance, the ranger notified us there was a burn ban in effect. This meant we couldn't use any of the park's grills unless they were above ground. Sadly, there weren't any of those sites left. We had to settle for one with a in the ground grill. Long story short, we cooked up some illegal hot dogs and boy they were delicious. I think they were so tasty because it was so wrong. We're such rebels!

Hope everyone had some good times of their own.

Here are some pictures for your enjoyment.

Towel Please

I don't really consider myself a gamer. Once upon a time I would say I was. But that all changed with World of Warcraft. Around the time I started playing World of Warcraft, I installed an application called xfire. Xfire is a chat client, much like AIM, that allows you to connect easily with other gamers. It also tracks what games you play...and how long you have played each game. One day after playing WoW I happened to check my xfire account. What I saw made my jaw drop. Xfire said I had been playing for 52 hours. 52 hours of my life went into a video game. That is like a work week and then some. Shortly after, I canceled my account and haven't looked back...except once. But I haven't looked back since that one time.

I go through spells where I will fire up the PS3 or Xbox for some quick entertain. But I start feeling guilty if I have been playing too long. Anyway, I am babbling, on to the point. Today, I saw something that got the gamer inside me excited.

The announcement of Diablo III!!!te he!!

I probably spent more time on Diablo II than any other game. Even my non-gamer friends would waste hours and hours playing. So when I saw the announcement over at 1-Up, I instantly felt like a little kid on Christmas morning. When it releases, I envision a Sir Rob wasting a good portion of his life on it. At least for the first week. That should be about the time I start feeling the guilt.

Check out the teaser video!



Also, head over to 1-UP for the article and screenshots.

Oh! Ooooooh! Oooooooh! Ahhhhh. Towel please!

On a sidenote, 52 hours is nothing compared what other people have put in. I know people that have put 500+ hours into it. Can you imagine that. Has anyone ever been on their death bed and said "I wish I would have done more gaming."

I think not.

Kicking the Habit...Once Again

I have what some might call a problem, some may call it an addiction. I drink a lot...of sodas. It's really embarrassing for me to admit this. I have a lot of people looking up to me. It's because of them I want to kick this dirty habit and get clean.

The turning point for me came one day when I was in a back ally servicing a quadriplegic amputee Gulf War vet. I was on my knees about to start the 'Sir Robbie Rob World Famous Special' and it hit me. Well, the vet hit me. The first hit was to the head, with what I don't know, from that point on I was in and out of consciousness. I woke up laying in the filth of the ally covered in my own blood. My body was covered with bite marks and wheel chair tire marks. I had hit rock bottom...Actually I would say rock bottom hit me. I knew I needed to get help.

I reached out to my family but they gave up on me a long time ago. They got tired of me stealing from them just so I could get my fix. They would say "Why didn't you just get a soda out of the fridge! We had a 24 pack!". But they didn't understand. They only had normal soda in there. My cravings were for diet soda. Anyone can get addicted to Coca Cola. It takes a real junkie to get addicted to Caffeine-Free Diet Coke.

It was because of the Diet Coke addiction I couldn't find anyone with experience to help rid my of it. I would go to all of the rehabs in town and the conversation was the same everywhere.

Rehab Front Desk: "Addicted to Diet Coke?"

SRR: "Caffeine-Free Diet Coke mostly. Sometimes I drink a Diet Dr. Pepper or regular Diet Coke. I drink about 12 sometimes 15 cans a day."

Rehab Front Desk: "Sir please get the hell out of here. We have REAL patients that have REAL problems."

No one understood my addiction. I was on my own to kick this nasty habit. So I found a dirt motel in the middle of no where. I would kick this thing cold turkey. Right after I enjoyed a Diet Code from the vending machine. It was probably the best thing I have or will ever taste. Afterwards, I boarded up the room and started the rough road to a healthier life.

It was 5 days later that I came out of that room. The soda no longer had its' teeth in me. I walked right up to that vending machine. It sat there tempting me to have another refreshing soda. But I won that battle I got a bottle water instead. I just said no!

I wanted to share my story so everyone with an addiction to diet sodas knows they're not alone. There are others out there that are wanting to help you. Just reach out and we will help.

Hi. My name is Sir Robbie Rob and I'm a soda addict. I've been sober for 19...make that 20 minutes.

Charlie the Unicorn Part Deux

I've been on the hunt for a Charlie and the Candy Mountain t-shirt since MetalMan told me about it. In my searching I found a friggin' sequel to the awesome-ness that is Charlie. I can't believe I didn't know about this. I must be seriously out of the loop.



That is just pure gold. Heeeeeeeyyyyyy Charlieeeeeeeeeeeeeee

By the way, someone hook me up with a link to a Charlie t-shirt.

UPDATE: I'm a jackass. The link is actually at the end of the clip. MetalMan thanks for sending the link and not pointing out I'm slightly slow.

Big Pimpin', Spendin' Cheese

Change never comes without problems. If it did, we wouldn't try to avoid it as much as possible. This time is proving to be no different. It's treating me like its little prison bitch. I'm the new fish on the block and its screaming "Fresh Meat!" at me. Why does it have to be so ruthless?

Man up Rob! Don't Cry!

*Deep Breath*

Actually it hasn't brought me to tears yet. I'm just walking around with a donut pillow for when I sit down.

Back in April, we sold our beater truck. I used the truck as my daily driver and hauling around my dirt bikes. Well, it had about 316,000 miles on the original motor and was due for inspection. Last year, our mechanic did everything in their power to get it to pass the emission test. This year it wouldn't have passed, so we got rid of it instead of dumping cash into it for a rebuild. That left us with 1 Car and my beater Honda CM400E. Not bad, cause I like riding me some motorcycles. Shortly after we left for vacation. When we came back the CM400E was sitting in its own fluids. Quite nasty really. So that sat on the sidelines while I ordered parts for it. Meanwhile, Alev and I are sharing one car for getting to and from work. No big deal.

A little history about our 1 and only car. It's a 1999 Chevrolet Tahoe that we got from Alev's brother. He was planning on moving back to Turkey and needed to sell his truck. He was telling us that he was taking it around and people weren't offering him enough money for it. Me, being the complete dumbass I'm known for being, offered to buy the truck off of him if nothing pans out. Big mistake. He was feeding us a bunch of BS about how he was still trying over the next couple of weeks. It came down to him having to leave and no luck getting rid of the truck. He drops it off at our house and I was stunned. I will skip all the mean stuff. But the truck was jacked up and we weren't about to take this over until he or his mom fixed it. Sadly, his mom paid to get it fixed and we held up our part of the deal. Over the year of us owning it we dumped so much money into it...just for repairs. That's a brief history of the Tahoe.

Anyway, Alev and I are sharing the Tahoe. This goes on for a couple of weeks. Then comes a time when we need to take the Tahoe in for some work. It's an all day thing so we are stranded at home without a car. Not that I mind being stranded at home, I just like it when it's by choice. After we pick up the truck all is well...for a few days. The truck crapped out on us and I spent a whole day trying to fix it. No such luck for us. We rented a car (KIA...Killed In Action) and putted the truck back to the mechanic. At this point, Alev and I already decided we needed to get a reliable vehicle if it's going to be our only one. So we decide to buy a car. Not really the best time but it's needed.

We have a tendency to settle for things. We will buy something less desired because it's cheaper. A year, probably less, we will get tired of said thing and look to replace it. This is our history with cars. This time we wanted to go in getting what we wanted but also put time into researching it. We found what we wanted and handle the process awesomely. Seriously, Alev and I kicked some ass that night.

Here is our choice. A 2006 Chrysler Pacifica.






Awww Yeah! Sir Rob is pimping a Mini-Van!

Wtf did you just say? It's not a mini-van, it's a crossover. Completely different...ok not really.

So it's not something that was planned. But it's nice having a car that isn't a complete POS.

This is just one of the many hiccups going on right now but we're pushing through it. We're not always pleasant towards each other but it will pass...soon I hope.

I've been neglecting you

I'm sorry that I haven't been paying any attention to you blog. Things have been crazy and I haven't had anything smart ass-y to say. Instead of another sweet blog entry I thought I would do something different. I'm going to give my fans (Hi Mom!) a little something to get to know Sir Robs a little better.

How am I going to do that?

With Random YouTube clips.

Say What?!?!

Yep, I going to post some of the best YouTube clips that will help my readers get a better idea of my sense of humor.



Transformers!



wtf?

I Love You Rebecca! NOT SAFE FOR WORK

Baffled? Confused? Great! You now have an idea of the inner workings of me.

I will kick into gear soon and get some posts going.

Peace

Letting the Cat out of the Bag

It's been grasping for air the past couple of weeks. So it's time to let the cat out of the bag. I know all of the readers of SRR.com have been dying to know, "What's the big change going on in your life?". Well it's time to tell you...tomorrow...maybe.


Just messing with you. Alev and I are putting our house on the market. During our vacation we talked about getting back to Austin and do whatever it takes to sell the house. Since being back we have gotten the outside of the house painted (puuurtty), running things to storage, and met with an awesome realtor. Everything has been going at a faster pace than I'm used too. You know those people that are ALWAYS busy? That's not me. I avoid having too much too due. If I have to do anything, I don't want it to be night after night. Anyway. We tried selling last year with not too much success. The market kind of fell apart last summer and it's near impossible to sell a house in our neighborhood. Why? Cause we live...in the Ghettooooe. Plus I don't think we were too serious. We listed with a friend and if it sold, it sold. If not, ehhh no biggie.

This time is different! We have priced to sell. What does that mean? It means we're going to eat a big crap sandwich.

Whoa Rob! That's nasty.

Yes it is. Even if we get the current asking price, we are going to be paying to get out of the house. Paying a lot of money. This is how serious we are about getting out of the house.

That's cool, Rob. But that doesn't seem like that huge of a change.

That is very true. There is a little more to the BIG change. Shortly after the house sells, Alev and I will be packing up and moving from Austin, Texas to Raleigh, North Carolina. Dun Dun Duuuuuunnnnnn. Even the thought of it puts my stomach in knots. It's something we really want to do but it's kind of scary. Ack seriously I have that nervous pukey feeling right now.

Moving to Raleigh has been something we have been talking about for 4-5 years. In the past we would talk about it, then tell everyone we're moving to Raleigh. We would always end up doing nothing to work towards doing it. This time around, we wanted to keep things on the DL and get the ball rolling. The ball be a rolling now. Rolling really effin fast too. We broke the news to our friends on Friday and I thought I would share on SRR.com. How tacky would it have been for friends to find out on a website. Kind of messed up. So that is our big change. Maybe not big to everyone but for us, it's going to be HUGE.

I got some more stuff about this I want to write about. It will have to wait till later. I'm supposed to be working.

Peace out!

Kobe vs. Pool of Snakes

I came across this YouTube clip today. It features NBA basketball star Kobe Bryant hanging out with the Jackass crew. They set up a pool full of snakes and take turns jumping into it. Really not that funny...for Jackass. The cool part is watching Kobe line up to jump over the pool and slam dunk a ball.



Now you're probably saying "That's pretty lame compared to other Jackass Shananigans."

That is fact but watch Kobe jump over the pool...into a dunk. The distance he jumped just blew my mind. Mindblowing! I can't even jump rope.

That's the random YouTube clip of the day.

Have fun.

That nervous pukey feeling

It's that feeling you get before speaking in front of a large group of people. Or going into a BIG job interview might do it for you. For me, it's public speaking. When I know I need to get up in front of people I instantly start feeling sick. First, I feel like I'm going to hurl, then it turns into other stomach issues. Yeah, you know what I'm talking about. No? I get the shits! Thanks for making me say it. It completely wrecks me. By the time I get to speaking, I'm using all of my energy to keep from passing out.

Well I have that nervous pukey feeling all day. Only this time it's not public speaking. It's the possibility of some life changing events...good ones. For a long time I have been in a rut. Whether it be on a professional, personal, or creative level. I'm stuck in this loop where it's the same shit, different day. Even though I dislike being in this place, I don't like changes (good or bad) to the monotony. I will kick and scream then throw out the saddest puppy look. Kind of sickening really. This is not how I want to be. I would like to say there was a time I wasn't like this. But thinking about it, I was the exact same way when I was in High School.

Damn...it's easier thinking I haven't always been like this.

Anyway. I have talked and talked about changing things up. Even though I may do something different for a short while I always end up where I started. It drives me crazy. This year it drove me into a depression like I have never experienced. Not a place I would like to return too anytime soon.

During our vacation, Alev and I discussed a few things. Basically it came down to this, we have to do whatever it takes to make the changes we want. No Excuses. No Can'ts. Just Do (I would have said "Just Do It! but afraid of Nike lawyers suing me). So, coming back from vacation we hit the ground running. So far everything is falling into place. We're not quite there yet but I think we can see the light. The light is getting so bright that it's giving me that nervous pukey feeling. Under that pukey feeling is some excitement. You smell that? That's the smell of change!

Actually, it could be me. I told you, my stomach gets messed up in all kinds of ways.

Harley Davidson Nightster video

I forgot to post the short video I took of the Harley on Saturday. Here it is...all 12 seconds of it.

It sounds mean. grrr!

Finally...the day has come

Many of you at one point have heard me say "One day, by golly, I'll get a Mac. I just need to sell my right and left testicles.". Well the day has FINALLY come. Alev and I are proud owners of 24 inch iMacs. Now I can get away from the crappy Adobe Premiere and work on Final Cut Pro. It was almost worth the castration. Check out the arrival.







If this was a Disney movie, this is where we would break into song. Thankfully, this isn't a Disney movie.

Itch has been scratched

I itched the hell out of the scratch, smelled my fingers, and smiled in delight. That pretty much sums up the day I spent with the Nightster. It really did sooth the urge to go out and buy a bike. But it also answered some questions for me. First, this really is the bike I want to get. Everything, from the fit to the balance of the bike, felt perfect for me. It just felt right. I will probably test ride some other bikes throughout the summer just to make sure. The other question that was answered today was 'Why do people have such a hard on for Harley Davidson?'. I now know why... because they're effin bad ass. Let me try to explain what it felt like being in the presence of this bike. Yes, just saying I got wood would sum it up but I want to relive it. That way I can get wood again.

After signing the papers for the rental, the Cowboy Harley employee lead us outside for a walkaround. He also needed to go through the normal stuff like 'here is the rear brake, lights, ignition, etc'. While he was explaining to me how to start a bike, he fired up the Nightster. The second it fired up my heart just skipped and I got this feeling in my stomach. The feeling was the same you get on rollercoasters or driving on a hilly road. It also produced a slight tingle in my mid region...no joke. Moving on. He then asked me to putt the bike up the parking lot and come back. He asking me to do this replaced my tingling feeling with a nervous sick feeling. I got on the bike and kicked it into gear. I did what he asked and made it through with issues. After this little test he tells me to have fun... oh and be careful with all that torque. Alev and I exchanged the normal "be careful... I will" stuff and I set out. As I pull out of the Harley parking lot I still have that nervous feeling in my stomach. As I get on the frontage rode I crack open the throttle, instantly feeling that torque I was warned about. I wasn't quite ready for it and it lurched my body back. As soon as I cracked open the throttle the nervous feeling was gone... hello woodrow. That feeling lasted all day. If I would notice the feeling going away I would just grab a hand full of throttle. Just listening to the sound of that motor did it for me. I have heard a great many of Harleys but there is nothing like the sound of it when your on it's back. No other manufactures can even come close to that sound.

Just to sum all of that up, riding the Nightster gave me funny feelings... down there.

Now you know me, I have to add a negative to all the positive. The one thing that I did not like on the bike was the 5th gear. When I was riding it like the law says I should, the gear was sluggish in the 65-75 range. It felt like I was in too high of a gear. If I was slamming through the gears and hitting 5th gear at about 80 it felt great. I also think it had a lot of room to go. I got the bike up to about 90 mph and it begged me to push it more. But I wasn't about to test out my luck with that. That's about the only negative thing I could say. The trip did have another negative thing about it but I will get to that further down.

I didn't really plan out a ride as I let the excitement take control of everything. I briefly looked at the wall of maps at the dealership, but that was it. From there I set out towards Bastrop on 71, hitting up the Hyatt Lost PInes resort (beautiful ride). From there I took 71 to 21 heading out towards Paige. Just going where ever I went, I cut over on 1441 to 95 which took me to Elgin. From Elgin, I headed out towards Taylor through a variety of farm roads, leading me to 79. I followed 79 to 35 and took that up to 1431. I headed out towards Lime Creek rd. and then decided to head home for a rest.

As I headed home, my arms started burning. Doh!, I forgot to put on sunscreen and I will wearing a short sleeve. I thought I could get home and catch it before it got bad. Unfortunately, I was totally wrong. It must have already been bad at that point. Check out these pictures.




Yeah... it hurts. This was the other negative thing about today. I can't remember the last time I had a burn this bad.

Here are some pictures from today.






Man know I have to get back on that Honda CM400. It may be a little hard after tasting something so big. Whoa, that sounded a little nasty.

I hope you enjoyed it cause I know I did.

Sir Robbie Rob's Time Machine V

It's that time again for another ride on Sir Robbie Rob's Time Machine. In this posting we will go back to the day Sir Rob's wrote the mesmerizing story 'How did the Titanic sink'. Buckle up kids, it's going to be a wild ride. Woot!

disclaimer: The following text is being re-produced here exactly as it was written.

11/30/90 How Did the Titanic sink

Around 1896 mem started building a ship called the Titanic.They said it would never sink. But it did on April 14, 1912. But when they finish it all rich and famous people took the cruise to New York. It was bigger than all the buildings that we have today. When the ship was half way to New York they hit an ice berg. It took three to four hours to sink but some people got of the ship in time. The ship went down with a lot of people on it. It split in two halfs. It sank in the Atlantic Ocean on April 14,1912.

You get that fool? It sank in April 14, 1912. How many times do I have to tell you?

That ends today's ride on Sir Robbie Rob's Time Machine. Come back next time to see young Robbie's story about Sting and Lex Luger.

Something is missing from your life

Something IS missing from your life and I'm going to tell you what it is. I will have the answer for you right after this long commercialbathroom break.

AHHHH. The missing thing in your life is a really BIG Ass Fan. Seriously. I happened across a website today called BigAssFans.com today. They make those really big ass Ceiling Fans you may have seen at the Curra's in North Austin. The first time I saw the fans there I was thinking about how to fit it into our house. Sadly, I would need to knock every wall in the house just to get that thing inside. Not to worry though. I will just need to design our next house AROUND this thing. It would be the talk of the town.

"Man! Did you see that Big Ass Fan at Sir Rob's house?"

"Dude I know. That guy is so awesome"

"If I had that thing I wouldn't need any other fans in the house."

That's my random post of the day. How cool of a name for a website, BigAssFans.com.

Scratching the Itch

I have a problem (one of many) that I'm trying to get under control. The problem is, When I want something, whether it be a dirt bike or video game, I tend to get it right then and there. I have started putting more thought into whether I need something or not. But I always convince myself why I should buy the thing I don't really need. The latest example would be the recent CRF250R I bought. Since I got hurt last year the only thing I could think about was getting on a bike. Come this March, we got our Tax Refund and my work bonus. Hmm what to spend it on. Alev and I spent a week going back and forth about whether or not to send to a credit card or buy a bike. Initially, we got pretty set on sending it to a bill (the smart thing). A few days go by and we are 100% buying a dirt bike (not so smart). So we buy the dirt bike and I end up landing on my head and jacking up my neck. After that, I had realized that itch has been scratched and it was time to move one. Luckily, we got most of the money back from buying the bike and we made some smarter choices.

Now I have a new itch, a Harley Davidson Sportster XL1200N.



After we got back from vacation my Honda CM400E was sitting in its own fluids. Since we are down to one vehicle I was like "I need a new bike!". I mentioned it to Alev and she said No. This started the normal Rob and Alev cycle, I started getting pissy and she started to feel bad about saying no. This was quickly moving into the direction of another bad choice. Thankfully, I have backed off the idea of buying the Harley. Mostly, because Alev and I have some plans we want to get moving on. We've already started taking those first steps and don't want to screw it up or delay it. Buying a new bike would delay the plans. So I came up with an idea about scratching the itch. I would try and find someone that rented out the bike. That way I could see how I liked it (for possible future purchase) and hoping it would calm down my desire to go out and spend money. So this upcoming Saturday I have a date with a Nightster from 9am to 5pm. I can't wait.

Hopefully, this will scratch the itch. Now I just have to figure out how to scratch my new car itch. hmmmm.

Pictures from the Socially set

I haven't spent too much time on the blog talking about the short film I directed. It has come and gone so I won't talk about it now. I do want to share some pictures from the set.

Enjoy.

Say Cheese!

I have a problem that I want to share with the readers of SRR.com. I'm doing this in hopes that someone else can read this and realize there are others out there like you. The problem I'm talking about is the inability to smile...on demand. Thousands of peoples lives are affected by this disorder. Many have lost everything because of this. I've suffered with this social disorder since I was a baby and all the way up till today. Don't believe that Sir Robs suffers from this problem? Well let me show you something.



Yes, I did have beautiful hair but that's not why we're here. My inability to smile when someone says cheese has cost me a lot. I've lost jobs, a family, and a mistress. They couldn't stand it that I was unable to put on a convincing smile. Here are some more examples of my battles.


Yes, that is a sweet ear ring. Again, that's not the point.


Believe me now? I have lost everything because of this nasty disease. I'm here today to tell you that there is light at the end of the tunnel. I have kicked this problem and I'm ready to share with you how I beat this demon. Are you ready to be cured?

This is what you need to do. Walk out your door and jump in your car. Drive your POS to the bad side of town. Once you are there you will start looking around for a dealer. They are easy to spot as they tend to stand around on corners with no real purpose. Go up to the gentleman and ask for a gram of his finest heroin. After he hooks you up, find a nearby park filled with homeless junkies. Borrow one of the nice junkies needles and shoot the heroin into your veins. If you're not sure about how to inject yourself just ask another junkie for help. If they don't stab you, you should be good to go. With the amount of heroin you are injecting, you will most likely overdose. If all goes according to plan, you will make it to the hospital in time for the doctors to save your life. If you live through this ordeal, you will find it hard not to smile all the damn time. This feeling should last about 6 months. Just in time for the HIV to show up in your blood tests (You really shouldn't have shared needles with someone. Didn't you pay attention in drug education class.). Now you will see life in a new light. Each day you wake up is a blessing and you won't be able to hold back your smile. You are now Cured!!!

You're Welcome.

Sir Robbie Rob's Time Machine IV

11/5/90 Why leaves change color in the

A long time ago martians came to Earth and the zapped all the tress on the Earth. Then when fall came and all the leaf were red, green, yellow. But they fell off. And ever year it does the same thing.

Sweet. You can see the imagination working overtime with this one. I was probably asked to write something about how leaves REALLY change color. Not having a clue or caring I came up with that.

Sir Robbie Rob's Time Machine III

This one makes me cringe a little. It was my attempt at an action type story. I failed miserably as you will see. I had no idea how to put together a story.

11/2/90 Super Force

One morning I had to get up and go to work. I am a astronaut in the Future. One day someone called me and said my brother was dead. So I went to the police station. Then I filled out a work form to be a cop and to find the person who killed my brother. Then I met a person that made me a suit. It was a suit that had mechanic stuff to help people. A year later at 12:00 midnight someone robbed a store. The guy was the person who killed my brother. But he got want he want he ask for. So I stayed a cop. I like it. And it was over.

HAHA nice. This has Gleaming the Cube mixed with some cheesy TV show all over it. And it was over.

Sir Robbie Rob's Time Machine II

Tonight's entry is called "The Night Sky". I've tried to remember what this was for but can't recall anything.

10/29/90 The Night Sky

It is midnight with the sky dark and spooky and the moon is bright. I here a wolf and its on Halloween night.

The sky is so black by the minute. The clouds have hiden the moon. Skies look like a graveyard at night with no lights.

Hmmm. I still have no clue.

Sir Robbie Rob's Time Machine I

My mom recently came across this old notebook of my writings. All of the stories inside were written some time between 1990 and 1991. Going through the writings now you can tell what things interested me at the time. One story was called Rad Racing, which was during my obsession with the RAD movie. Another one was called Super Force, the inspiration was all the Jean Claude Van Damme movies I watched constantly.

The book itself is looking pretty rough so I thought I would start posting the stories here. The will be posted exactly like they were written, not changing anything. I will call this series of posts Sir Robbie Rob's Time Machine.

One thing I noticed after reading the stories, my handwriting was better at 11 years old than it is now. Snap! The first page looks like something I wrote after the first day of school.

9-13-90 My first day of school...

One day I had to go to school it was the first day of prison. I couldn't eat a thing because I was nervous so much. I had to go didn't I so I did.

Check it out!

Socially is playing on channelAustin today at 2:40pm. So if you're in Austin and have Time Warner cable check out channel 11 at 2:40pm and watch the magic.

Gone Fishing

I haven't been doing any new blogs as I'm currently visiting the parents. We arrived in Virginia on May 2nd and left for Savannah, Georgia the following day. We spent a couple days there and hit up Charleston, South Carolina where I sit writing this. Tomorrow we will head out to Myrtle Beach for a few days of doing nothing, then back to Virginia. When I get a second I will post some pictures and spend some time on blogging.

What What (In the butt)

Check out this clip of Butters from South Park. Freaking Hilarious!



Best part is Butters holding the rose. Funny stuff. Check out the original one from Samwell.

Rewarding Yourself

Have you ever reached a goal and rewarded yourself with something. Maybe a new dress, cock ring, or whatever your thing is. Well I reached a goal today. I've lost the 20 pounds I put on since last May. So how did I reward myself you may be asking? I didn't buy a new shiny cock ring. Instead I went for what I've held back doing the past couple months. I went to Taco Cabana and ordered a large drink, large quesadilla, chips, and queso. I had everything I need to get down and dirty. Bow chicka wah wah.



Before we got down to business I had to get a little foreplay going on.



Then things got a little strange and messy. I can't post the picture because it wouldn't be work safe. So I decided to make a MS paint picture to re-enact it.



The aftermath was not pretty. I think I got something from the quesadilla as I was blowing up the toilet shortly after.

Ahhh feels good.

Ring My Bell

Here is the damage to my HJC mx helmet from the head first fall I had. What you can't see in the picture is a crack. Sadly, the helmet is trashed. Guess it doesn't really matter as I don't plan on riding anytime soon.

Most Randumb stuff

Can you tell how much work I have got done today?

What's It Gonna Be?

If you haven't guessed by now, I spend a lot of time on YouTube and Funnyordie.com. I can't get enough of these sites and finding hilarious stuff people come up with. I want to share something with you I came across a few months back. I find myself going back to it every now and then just to chuckle.

This video features Dr. Ken who played the hilarious Asian doctor in Knocked Up. If you haven't seen his outtake from the movie you're missing out on the best part of the movie. Anyway, Dr. Ken teamed up with Mike O'Connell to make this awesome music video.



Just so you don't miss out on more Dr. Ken awesomeness here is the outtake from Knocked up.

Grunge

I never got into the "grunge" music of the early 90's. I was in my transition from Milli Vanilli to Metal. So I devoted all my time to Metallica and Pantera. Anything outside of metal was absolute crap. I refused to listen to the Nirvanas and the Alice in Chains of the world. I told myself "It's just trendy BS for the masses and it would soon go away". Even today I tend to fight the trendy stuff, I just have a harder time trying to do it. I like the Justin Timberlakes and Timbalands out there. I just have to draw the line on Fergie and any American Idolist.

In the past couple of years I have been on the search for good music. I'm finding the stuff I listen to gets kind of old...real quick. So I have reached all the back to the 60's, 70's, and 90's (I didn't even mention the 80's. I love any music that has a keytar). When I got to the 90's I gave Pearl Jam and Alice in Chains a listen. Wow! I totally missed out on this great music. Alice in Chains completely blows me away, even more so after reading about Layne Stanley. I really dig this version of Nutshell from their Unplugged session.



So I wonder, in 10-15 years will I be looking back really digging on Fergie and her humps? I seriously hope not.

Is there any new band/performer out today that will stand the test of time? I can't think of any. But I'm wrong 79% of the time.

Btw, I still think Nirvana is the most overrated band out there. Same goes for Soundgarden.

It Can't Rain Everyday

I was listening to a bunch of songs trying to find something for an idea I have. I came across this P.O.D. song called 'It Can't Rain Everyday'. I was blown away because they don't say the band name or mention Zion in the song. Aside from that, the song is actually pretty good. It also fits with the idea I'm running with right now.

Check out the song.

This little one tries as hard as she can
Do anything just so she could fit in
She wants a friend so bad she'll do whatever they tell her
To make them smile she would misbehave
But all the while they would laugh in her face
She begins to cry because she thought that they liked her

Even though you feel all alone
It can't rain everyday
It don't rain forever
Your sunshine may be gone but i know
It can't rain everyday
It don't rain forever

He works hard everyday of his life
For his son on the way and his beautiful wife
But today he got a call from his job they got something to tell him.
They laid him off now he's out on the streets
He's got to do what it takes so his family can eat
He can't even look at his wife because he feels like he failed them

[chorus]

Reign down! reign down! reign down! so let it reign down!
Reign down! reign down! reign down on me now!

A young lady's been lost for awhile
But that's ok now she's having a child
She finally got what she wants. she's got someone who loves her
But this morning she woke up in pain.
Nobody had to tell her because she knew right away
So she started to cry because she won't be a mother.

[chorus]

Reign down! reign down! reign down! reign down on me!
Reign down! reign down! reign down!

The lyrics are pretty simple and the music isn't complicated. But it pretty much kicks ass. Good Stuff.

Pictures of my 1981 Honda CM400E

Here are some pictures I took of the bike. I wanted to have something to look back to after I start hacking away.

CM400 Build

I've been tearing up the interweb looking for what other people are doing with the Honda CM400s. There isn't a ton of stuff that I'm finding. The ones I do find are pretty freakin' sweet.

Check some of them out.






Some really great looking bikes. My brain is working overtime coming up with ideas.