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Got back from South Cackalack yesterday. Off to North Cackalack on Thursday for a night. More items added to the gallery — listed under the “Photographs” heading. Added David and Jennifer’s big day as well as updated photographs of our Lincoln Street rehab project. It’s getting to look quite nice. Getting close to be ready for market activity.

The transport company called saying that they dropped off my dead 1969 BMW 2002 at the mechanic here in Atlanta. Here are some of the restore issues in order of importance:

1. Car won’t start now - at all
2. Caliper apparently sticking, veers to the left when braking
3. None of the gauges work, including the speedometer and gas gauge
4. Parking brake cable may be stuck
5. Seatbelts need to be replaced badly
6. Noxious smell of gasoline in the cabin

But the tires are new!

Got back from Pitt and KC intact. Was quite a hectic week. Next week looks no better. St. Louis for a night, back to Atlanta, and then onto Columbia for the weekend. The Good David Wright is getting hitched to The Lovely Jennifer this weekend. Will be nice to see them again and have a little fun at the same time.

The Thailand gig is not looking good. It’s encroaching upon my vacation time and I am not down with that. It’s in a little bit of disarray as it stands because of unrelated issues.

It’s a beautiful weekend in the dirty South, but I am indoors working all weekend. BMW should arrive from Seattle sometime early in the week, but I may not be here to receive it. Need to address the mechanical issues ASAP. Anyway, out for now.

Here’s an update on recent events:

1. My lawyer recommends that I not continue to host a website that screws with the criminals that sold me my last German automobile. The attorneys for the dealership are still asserting libel and trademark infringement in the most recent communication. If I was less busy, I would fight it because I’m dreaming of the day that I can invoke a Constitutional right in court. Invoking the First Amendment would be joyful beyond belief. I would skip around the courtroom with glee. Anyway, the site has been removed. If they decide to sue me anyway (which is completely possible) I’ll keep you posted. I’d love to hear the judge read some of the stuff out aloud that I wrote about the dealership sales management, their executives from the publicly traded parent company, and the really odd BS that was just meant to let them know that I am not to be screwed with.

2. The 1969 BMW 2002 that would not start did make it onto a semi this past Friday bound for the dirty South. I’ll have it sometime in the next couple of weeks. Restoration will begin immediately. I’ll keep you posted on the progress. Should be fun driving around Atlanta in a 35 year old car made of 7 colors with no air conditioning.

3. Off to Pittsburgh and Kansas City, MO this week for a quick jaunt. I’ll be back Thursday night, just in time to spend all weekend doing more work.

4. In regards to Antics, the new Interpol record, here’s what The David Wright, a dear friend had to say about it: “The new Interpol is the best thing I’ve ever heard in my entire fucking life. I repeat - In My Entire Fucking Life.” Yeah, it’s that good.

Without a doubt, I am convinced that I was stereotyped yesterday. I was pulled out of a line while at an airport at the security gate because of my ethnicity. I was profiled. I am not being overly paranoid. It happened. They offered no “credible information” as to why I was being searched. I was and am enraged. And don’t make any statements about foregoing “our civil liberties for the sake of protection.” Fuck that. And don’t tell me about grandma who was also pulled out of line because I don’t give a shit. And I don’t want to hear you own personal story of being searched at an airport. If you carry a nail file through security, you will be searched. If you carry an excessive amount of anything suspicious, you will be searched. When grandma tries to bring her entire colletion of cross-stitching equipment onboard, she will get the body cavity search.

You see, I don’t carry those things because I travel every fucking week. I don’t set off the metal detector —- ever. I didn’t set off the metal detector yesterday at Bradley International either. But regardless, there must have been *some* fucking reason to stop and search me. Hang on a second, I know what it is. Maybe they are looking for people who look like me? Maybe they are looking really, really hard for those who might be associated with al-Qaeda and are of “middle-eastern descent.” Hmmm. Richard Reid, Jose Padilla, and John Walker Lindh looking individuals should be carefully scrutinized and approached with caution. When it comes, it will come from the unexpected.

Stop wasting your time and energy being suspicious of and degrading innocent peoples lives. Sikhs are not terrorists though they sometimes are known to wear turbans. Indians are and have been pacifists for more years than this fucked up country has been around.

Terrorist training camps in this country abound. Ft. Bragg, Ft. Benning, Camp LeJeune —- shall we continue?

I think I am going to make t-shirts that say something to the effect of “I am not a terrorist.”

Quick update on the eBay purchased BMW 2002 that has been sitting in Seattle for a while now. It won’t start. Yeah, that’s right. It won’t turn over, in mechanic speak.

But Chris Cornell has probably seen it on more than one occassion and thought to himself who he’d rather have the little German throttle rocket than his Lincoln Continental with the suicide doors.

But I won’t admit defeat! It’s getting shipped soon anyway! Onward and upward!

Saw F911 last night in “Hot-ford,” as they call it on the local hip-hop station. It was okay. Nothing to write home about. Some parts were amusing, some were poignant, some were over-the-top bordering ridiculous, but mostly it just got to be a little long towards the middle of the movie. It only supports my existing thoughts on this administration, so nothing overwhelmingly new.

I do want to start a political action committee of sorts. I don’t feel like there is a strong political organization out there that represents me as I would wish.

I’m back in Atlanta this evening, but will be returning to the lovely NE on Monday. Much to accomplish between now and then.