Killer weekend in San Diego, but gott a get the important shit outta the way... Bought a 1961 BSA C15 for $200 from Mikey Ratt's friends. This is what it looked like at one point, but it doesn't look like that now, needless to say. It's kind of a half-basket case -- engine and tranny together, but nothing else attached. Big plans, we'll see what happens with this. Someone is bringing it to me tomorrow.
Friday night was a shindig! Rhino's pool photos are killer as usual (and AZ was well represented). Ray Stevens II happened to be in town for his mom's 75th B-day, so he and I spun some tunes (and he brought his equipment, saving me the headache of doing so).
Ray got a little loose.
Horsepussy made a showing.
Meg, Ray, his mom and I at the B-Day party.
Mikey Ratt's Trump and Steve Claar's Harley at the Tower Bar.
Oops, sideways... but you get the idea. Antenna Weiner!
Rhino and Mikey Ratt, who was spinning the killer tunes (and Julian did later).
The Widows!
Shark Blood (NOT "Sharted Blood").
Why did these load sideways? It was Beans' B-day. Killer jams, some bands, then karaoke!
Beans was cuttin' loose!
Saying goodbye for now to Rhino, Debbie, and Iggy!
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