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Monday, November 21, 2011
Fail. Twice in a Row. Last Chance.
I took the DMV Motorcycle Exam at the Montebello DMV. Why Montebello? Compare it to the other DMVs and the answer is obvious.
I failed the DMV Motorcycle Exam twice in a row. They gave me one last chance. A copy of the third try for your viewing.
I am honored to have the privilege to live fast, die hard, and leave a beautiful corpse.
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Second Chance to be Shogo Yahagi.
Ride Rite allows you to retake the motorcycle skills test the following weekend. Why did I choose a weekend with rain? I didn't even have the proper motorcycle riding rain gear. I am such a noob (this will be my 3rd day on a motorcycle). I had on a white undershirt, long sleeve Champion lycra shirt, Addidas Munster Rugby track jacket, and over all that a Carhartt black jacket, and blue jeans. I also had on my Smith and Wesson service boots. The rain soaked my Carhartt jacket, but not the Addidas track jacket, my jeans were completely soaked through. My ass was wet for the better part of the day. My socks got wet and of course so did my feet. This was not one of those warm rains. It was a chill (for an Angeleno) bitter rain.
One of the better conditions to retake the motorcycle skills test? I think not. The rains made the parking lot surface slick. The skills test would be more difficult and tricky.
The first skills test was the dreaded execute a figure 8 in the box maneuver followed by the swerve the obstacle skills test. They had allowed us to practice and I would always put a foot on the ground or rode the motorcycle off the boundary lines.
When the test came I executed the figure 8 without putting a foot on the ground or riding the motorcycle out of the boundary lines. The swerve maneuver was a cinch because I love doing the quick press to the right with a quick press to the left.
We waited in line to do the quick stop maneuver as the other students were completing the dreaded figure 8 in the box maneuver. Just to notch up our collective nervousness, one of us got into an accident. There was a indication something might go wrong when the pretty Russian girl from the OC suddenly gave her motorcycle to much throttle and it bolted out of the box and careened wildly toward the fence but fortunately she managed to break in time. The instructors gave her another restart. She coasted into the box executed her U-turn then as she was about to do her S-turn she again gave it too much gas and her motorcycle bolted from the box and towards the line students on their motorcycles. She took out one of motorcycles, fortunately the student who was on his motorcycle quickly jumped off. He avoided the impact. The girl and the 2 motorcycles went down. I ran to the scene of the accident. She was on the ground sitting up, hands to her face, someone hit the kill switch on the bike since the wheels were still spinning. A crazy scene. Instructors, and students cleaned up and we got back to testing.
We all did the quick stop test, and the cornering test. At the end of the tests everybody passed except for the Russian girl. The instructors/examiners let us look at our scores or rather the points we were assessed.
I saw name, ran my fingers down the column, to the square tally box at the bottom. It was blank. Zero points, no points assessed. Totally perfect. I was doing a fist pump or a Tommy Smith and John Carlos raised fist in the air mental celebration. Kicked ass over last weekend; from zero to hero. I get to follow in my anime hero's footstep.
One of the better conditions to retake the motorcycle skills test? I think not. The rains made the parking lot surface slick. The skills test would be more difficult and tricky.
The first skills test was the dreaded execute a figure 8 in the box maneuver followed by the swerve the obstacle skills test. They had allowed us to practice and I would always put a foot on the ground or rode the motorcycle off the boundary lines.
When the test came I executed the figure 8 without putting a foot on the ground or riding the motorcycle out of the boundary lines. The swerve maneuver was a cinch because I love doing the quick press to the right with a quick press to the left.
We waited in line to do the quick stop maneuver as the other students were completing the dreaded figure 8 in the box maneuver. Just to notch up our collective nervousness, one of us got into an accident. There was a indication something might go wrong when the pretty Russian girl from the OC suddenly gave her motorcycle to much throttle and it bolted out of the box and careened wildly toward the fence but fortunately she managed to break in time. The instructors gave her another restart. She coasted into the box executed her U-turn then as she was about to do her S-turn she again gave it too much gas and her motorcycle bolted from the box and towards the line students on their motorcycles. She took out one of motorcycles, fortunately the student who was on his motorcycle quickly jumped off. He avoided the impact. The girl and the 2 motorcycles went down. I ran to the scene of the accident. She was on the ground sitting up, hands to her face, someone hit the kill switch on the bike since the wheels were still spinning. A crazy scene. Instructors, and students cleaned up and we got back to testing.
We all did the quick stop test, and the cornering test. At the end of the tests everybody passed except for the Russian girl. The instructors/examiners let us look at our scores or rather the points we were assessed.
I saw name, ran my fingers down the column, to the square tally box at the bottom. It was blank. Zero points, no points assessed. Totally perfect. I was doing a fist pump or a Tommy Smith and John Carlos raised fist in the air mental celebration. Kicked ass over last weekend; from zero to hero. I get to follow in my anime hero's footstep.
Monday, October 31, 2011
Halloween 2011
I dressed as a LOLCat for work. The company I work for is in the insurance industry. Most of the people didn't know what a LOLCat is. The 10% tipping point for LOLCats meme to be popular amongst people working in the insurance industry has not been reached. The knowledge of the LOLCat meme could be demarked by which department you were working in. If you were in the IT department or sales and marketing you generally knew what a LOLCat was. If you worked in the Accounting Dept you were clueless.
After work, I joined my friend Mark and his cohorts, who were hosting a Haunted Maze to scare the bajeezus out of his neighbors and any adventurous curiosity seekers.
After work, I joined my friend Mark and his cohorts, who were hosting a Haunted Maze to scare the bajeezus out of his neighbors and any adventurous curiosity seekers.
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Dreaming of Being Shogo Yahagi; Anime and It Influence
Shogo Yahagi is a motorcycle enthusiast and protagonist in the anime: Megazone 23. This anime has long influenced me but I've been suppressing its influence. How long have I repressed being a motorcycle enthusiast, since June 15, 1985.
I finally took a motorcycling riding course. Ride Rite, Inc. provided the instruction at the West Valley Occupational College. There is classroom instruction and motorcycle riding training on the campus parking lot. The training culminates in a motorcycle riding skills test. Upon passing the motorcycle riding skills test they'll mail a certificate and the CA DMV motorcycle riding skills test will not need to be taken. All that's needed is to obtain a motorcycle license is to pass the CA DMV motorcycle written test.
The motorcycle I used was the white Honda Rebel in the background.
The motorcycle riding skills test:
The dreaded figure 8 in the box skills test:
Ride the motorcycle within the boxed lines. Execute a u-turn, then perform an S-turn and execute another u-turn at the other end of the box. Points will be assessed if you go out of bounds or put a foot down.
Four skills are tested. Points will be assessed for failing to execute the skills properly. If you go over 20 points you have failed the motorcycle skills test.
I failed the motorcycle skills test. On the dreaded figure 8 test, I got points when I put a foot down. On the quick stop test, I got points for failing to stop within the required braking distance. On the cornering test, I was assessed maximum points for failing to use both brakes prior to entering the turn and going out of boundary of lines when cornering the turn.
So much for being Shogo Yahagi.
I finally took a motorcycling riding course. Ride Rite, Inc. provided the instruction at the West Valley Occupational College. There is classroom instruction and motorcycle riding training on the campus parking lot. The training culminates in a motorcycle riding skills test. Upon passing the motorcycle riding skills test they'll mail a certificate and the CA DMV motorcycle riding skills test will not need to be taken. All that's needed is to obtain a motorcycle license is to pass the CA DMV motorcycle written test.
The motorcycle I used was the white Honda Rebel in the background.
The motorcycle riding skills test:
The dreaded figure 8 in the box skills test:
Ride the motorcycle within the boxed lines. Execute a u-turn, then perform an S-turn and execute another u-turn at the other end of the box. Points will be assessed if you go out of bounds or put a foot down.
Four skills are tested. Points will be assessed for failing to execute the skills properly. If you go over 20 points you have failed the motorcycle skills test.
I failed the motorcycle skills test. On the dreaded figure 8 test, I got points when I put a foot down. On the quick stop test, I got points for failing to stop within the required braking distance. On the cornering test, I was assessed maximum points for failing to use both brakes prior to entering the turn and going out of boundary of lines when cornering the turn.
So much for being Shogo Yahagi.
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Secret Stairs 5 - Lost in Mount Washington part 2
Secret Stairs 5 - Lost in Mount Washington
I got lost so many times in these hills. I'd go down one road and have to back track up just to get back to the right road. I don't know how many times I went down and up, and repeat. Good workout even though. What was supposed to take 2 hours took me half the day to complete. Further, I had so much material I did 2 videos for this Secret Stair challenge.
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Loving LA...Secret Stairs 4
One of the best ways to pay homage to Los Angeles is to take her for a walk. The book Secret Stairs provides some of the best views to take in while enjoying a strenuous hiking adventure.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
John Wesley Powell Obituary as a PDF file
Click on the image below to open a PDF file of the John Wesley Powell Obituary flyer as provided by the John Wesley Powell Memorial Museum.
John Wesley Powell Bio as a PDF file
Click on the image below to open a PDF file of the John Wesley Powell Bio flyer as provided by the John Wesley Powell Memorial Museum.
Glen Canyon Dam brochure as a PDF file
Click on the image below to open a PDF file of the Glen Canyon Dam brochure as provided by National Park Service.
Glen Canyon Lees Ferry Flyer as a PDF file
Click on the image below to open a PDF file of the Glen Canyon Lees Ferry flyer as provided by National Park Service.
Glen Canyon Camping Flyer as a PDF file
Click on the image below to open a PDF file of the Glen Canyon camping flyer as provided by National Park Service.
Dreams of Lake Powell
I had this dream...I was swimming in a lake within a vast desert...when a whale started chasing me...I swam into a cove and a net drew behind the whale...No explanations, but I was influenced by scene where Charles Heston crash lands back to earth in "Planet of the Apes" and Backpacker magazine some 17 years ago.
Monday, September 26, 2011
Close Encounter of the Mormon Kind
My base camp/staging area for my jaunt to Lake Powell was the city of St. George, Utah. I took to cruising/wandering the main strip and this White Building all lit up caught my eye. So like a curious cat that needed to be killed I decided to check out the White Building.
At first I thought the White Building might be a government building like the Los Angeles City Hall. But as I got a closer look it said St. George Temple. Temple? What are Jews doing in the middle of Nowhere, Utah setting up a temple? To answer my questions, I decided to enter the visitor's center near the entrance at the front gates. I said my "hellos" to the elderly caretaker gentleman, as I started looking around at the exhibits.
After reading the captions next to the exhibit, I learned the Temple was built by the followers of the Church of Latter Day Saints, Mormons. Panicky, I said to my self I have to leave before its too late. It was too late, someone had eyed me for being a non-LDS and came forward to proselytize my ass into being a Mormon.
I was ready for any brainwashing . I had already deprogrammed my self from the Catholic Church at the tender age of 7 by playing hooky all through out Sunday school. So by the time my confirmation was supposed to take place the teachers said I had never taken any classes and was not eligible for confirmation. My parents were dumbfounded and aghast.
But I met my match that evening. Her name was Euget Tronnar. A French social worker doing missionary work in St. George, Utah. Why did she have to be French? I dig French women: Audrey Tautou, Isabelle Huppert, Catherine Deneuve, etc. She was a brunette, with a supple figure and she smelled nice.
I have a familiarity with these types of situations, its like the pretty sales girl who makes her hard sales pitch and we all know sex sells.
"So what do you think we do in the temple?" she asked with her lovely French accent.
Orgies was the first answer that came to my mind. Burnt offerings, human sacrifice, deflowering vestal virgins were some of my likely responses. But instead I said, "You pray?"
"That's not the only thing we do in the temple," she replied. Oh, so this how she was going to draw my interest. Guess what we do in the temple? But what I really wanted to know was her own personal conversion into becoming a Mormon. Tell me of the the time when heroin addiction had sunk you so low you were whoring your ass on the Paris streets, or the time when ennui and depression had so blackened your life the only option was sticking your head in an unlit gas oven, or the time when you were made a hopeless dungeon slave. But Mormonism came into your life and saved your from the dregs. Where was the redemptive value of being a convert to the Church of LDS? She blew this inquiry off and went on with her Disneyeque sales pitch.
Model of the Temple and that little flash is the summer home of Brigham Young.
Have been going to the gym Jesus? Because you look so big and muscular. What do you do to make yourself look so big? "Take on the burden of all men's sins" you say. Looks too heavy for me, man. I'll leave it to the religious professional like Jimmy Swaggart.
At first I thought the White Building might be a government building like the Los Angeles City Hall. But as I got a closer look it said St. George Temple. Temple? What are Jews doing in the middle of Nowhere, Utah setting up a temple? To answer my questions, I decided to enter the visitor's center near the entrance at the front gates. I said my "hellos" to the elderly caretaker gentleman, as I started looking around at the exhibits.
After reading the captions next to the exhibit, I learned the Temple was built by the followers of the Church of Latter Day Saints, Mormons. Panicky, I said to my self I have to leave before its too late. It was too late, someone had eyed me for being a non-LDS and came forward to proselytize my ass into being a Mormon.
I was ready for any brainwashing . I had already deprogrammed my self from the Catholic Church at the tender age of 7 by playing hooky all through out Sunday school. So by the time my confirmation was supposed to take place the teachers said I had never taken any classes and was not eligible for confirmation. My parents were dumbfounded and aghast.
But I met my match that evening. Her name was Euget Tronnar. A French social worker doing missionary work in St. George, Utah. Why did she have to be French? I dig French women: Audrey Tautou, Isabelle Huppert, Catherine Deneuve, etc. She was a brunette, with a supple figure and she smelled nice.
I have a familiarity with these types of situations, its like the pretty sales girl who makes her hard sales pitch and we all know sex sells.
"So what do you think we do in the temple?" she asked with her lovely French accent.
Orgies was the first answer that came to my mind. Burnt offerings, human sacrifice, deflowering vestal virgins were some of my likely responses. But instead I said, "You pray?"
"That's not the only thing we do in the temple," she replied. Oh, so this how she was going to draw my interest. Guess what we do in the temple? But what I really wanted to know was her own personal conversion into becoming a Mormon. Tell me of the the time when heroin addiction had sunk you so low you were whoring your ass on the Paris streets, or the time when ennui and depression had so blackened your life the only option was sticking your head in an unlit gas oven, or the time when you were made a hopeless dungeon slave. But Mormonism came into your life and saved your from the dregs. Where was the redemptive value of being a convert to the Church of LDS? She blew this inquiry off and went on with her Disneyeque sales pitch.
Model of the Temple and that little flash is the summer home of Brigham Young.
Have been going to the gym Jesus? Because you look so big and muscular. What do you do to make yourself look so big? "Take on the burden of all men's sins" you say. Looks too heavy for me, man. I'll leave it to the religious professional like Jimmy Swaggart.
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Murals at Figueroa and Ave 61 off the Gold Line
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Thank you, Big Brother. I'm ready for my anal probe.
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