“Okay, we are now, officially, the lamest motorcycle gang in the history of history.”
Quick: Tell me what does better lap times around a race course, one that somewhat resembles a fast mountain road, with a nice mix of elevation changes to go with all the lefts and rights.
As a guy who has grown up riding two wheelers in the dirt, I figured I knew almost everything there was to know about motorcycles: how to brake properly, how to lean through a turn, how to ride through ruts and avoid the cactus. So when the opportunity came knocking to sign up for the Motorcycle Safety Foundation’s Basic RiderCourseSM, I figured it’d be a ride in the park.
Went to see Cypress Hill at the Jimmy Kimmel Live taping last night in Hollywood -- awesome show, even when they notched down the volume. I've liked them since they showed up in the early 90s, but I'd never seen them live. Their sound is so distinct that hearing it in person after all these years was amazing. 
I have about as much in common with Sen Dog as I do with Barack Obama. I do not know how it feels to be him. When he talks about making music with extraordinary producers, missing his family in Cuba or growing up around the LBC, I can only sit back and learn a few things.
Jeff: “Hey Jess, we need people to break in press bikes at the Streets of Willow. Are you interested?
It’s the middle of winter and I am recently returned from the motorcycle shows in DC and NYC. Ground zero for Snowmageddon 2010 and not far north of it.
I’m not really an idiot, but I can be naïve. I recently met a Canadian motocrosser who has only one full-sized arm – his right arm ends just below the elbow. We were at Glen Helen Raceway in San Bernardino, CA, for the weekly Saturday races. And my first thought when I saw him was that I had to write about it because I couldn’t resist the story: What courage! What hard work! 
Now that the Hellfire Canyon Club video is up, I figured I would share my experience with the shoot. Shortly before the ride, Jess asked me if I would participate. I was quite flattered, thinking that she believed I would be a cool guy and a great rider for the musicians to spend the afternoon with. My only question was: do I ride the Honda VTX or the Suzuki Gladius? Turns out, she wanted me to transport Pete (the shooter) in my convertible Mini Cooper to help get footage.
