Monday, February 20, 2006

Moto Heros Party 2/18/06

"Super Hunkey" "Mr. Know it All" and "Paul Clipper" the originals from the first real dirt bike magazine.Stand up guys...standing up. Just moments before the beer storm and then...They reamained standing. Strong work, and great sea legs. True gents with sea legs. Best to Them

John Penton on the left my buddy Frank Haines on the right. Just Google John Penton, I'm not wasting my time telling you who he is, just google and lets move on...Both of them are the true definition of "stand up guys".

Chuck Sun , former World Champion Moto-Cross Champion and Chuck my brother, former world class Pecan Sandys eater. You can read about their Mexico adventure at www.trailrider.com...neither one of them is quite right. As we say in the South, "them boys aint right".





Frank Haines and Jeff Fredette pose with pre-autographed picture for charity. Jeff has raced in the International Six Day Enduro 25 times. I talked to Drew Smith from Wer.com and he has raced 20 times in the ISDE and would only sign his name not his stats. He said "I can't compete with Jeff I'm just to old, hell I cant even remember how I got here"
The ISDE is to off road motorcyles what the Tour de France is to bicycling. Keep in mind he has qualified , raced and medaled for the past twenty five years... Drew we forgive you for only racing twenty years in a row for the US team. Drew and his brother Chis, the kind of guys you want representing the US to a bunch of forigners. Me? I'm a puss. JW

As a host I probably rank in the upper percentile, meaning most of the time I am not a control freak, tyrant arsehole. This weekend I had friends and family visit from all over the country for some sort of after market trade show for motorcycle freaks, my guests I insisted would practice good personal hygiene. "Only floss the ones you want to keep boys".
This year I had five staying in me casa and we being mature men , discussed gas (methane) and chicks. The principle visitors hosted a party with my help Trail Rider Magazine and Repairmanual.com . (The fuckers are helpless without me) The party was in a semi-safe neighborhood just South on the center of Downtown Indianapolis, Fountain Square, the party took place at a Duck Pen bowling alley which helped keep the adrenaline junkies in the cycle field at bay.
I took a number of photos with my point and shoot digital Nikon and most of them turned out dreadfully. I will post a handful just so you can see how young I am compared to my friends. They are so old, older than the word old, in fact I have a sneaking suspicion they were born before the written word.
I did mat a photo I took while myself and brother Charlie where in the Kenya in 01 on a motorcycle safari, we gathered autographs of all the notables at the party and Paul Clipper from Trail Rider took it to an auction for charity the next day and it sold for $200.00 large. So you can bet I am writing that donation off! Not to mention I just care, maybe to much, but dammit I care! I heart you all ...JWW

50 Comments:

At 7:35 PM , Blogger jungle jane said...

Josh i put my $50 bet on to say you are the guy in the blue Gordon's shirt...

please send me my prize at your earliest convenience....

 
At 8:12 PM , Blogger josh williams said...

JJ: Send your money, cause I did not even post a photo of myself.I'll take ferrets in trade, only at wholesale value. JW

 
At 10:30 PM , Blogger ing said...

Josh, is it true that men really do sit around talking about flatulence? And that they do not floss their molars?

 
At 4:43 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

ing: I floss my molars, I can't speak for the other swine. We dont so much as talk about it non-stop, we sometimes have to take a break to actually fart.

 
At 6:37 AM , Blogger ing said...

Have you ever broken wind into a jar? I hear this makes a nice gift.

 
At 6:46 AM , Blogger Bloodgood said...

It looks like a ton of fun.
Nice pics. Flatulence is a great topic and an ice breaker!

 
At 7:43 AM , Blogger matty said...

I never speak of passing wind, but I do like to pass it into random jars leaving them all about the Bay Area. It fills the time.

 
At 9:14 AM , Blogger ing said...

It also fills the sidewalks with beautiful, mason-jarred sentiment. I wonder if Martha Stewart has already latched on to this one, because Josh, I see a brand-new money-making scheme. . .

 
At 11:07 AM , Blogger Captain Carl said...

Arrr.....a fine bunch of pirates......

 
At 11:15 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

ing:Great ideas

Matt: ing is on to something here.

Blood: Thanks and I agree.

Celebrity farts in a Jar! ing what would you pay for a certified Beck fart sealed nice and neat with a bow? Hmmm. Instead of autographs I should have been asking for people to fart in a jar and see what this would bring at auction.
I think I'm going to start cold calling celebrities and asking to fart in a jar for a cut of the profits. Might need some extra stout jars for the likes of Keith Richards and the like. Hmmmm thanks ing...gotta go I got me some calls to make and cute labels certificates of authenticity.

 
At 12:04 PM , Blogger jungle jane said...

i find that if you shit in a jar the gift has more substance (as such) and the smell lingers longer. better value. you know what i am saying??

 
At 12:29 PM , Blogger josh williams said...

Cappy: Yo ho yo ho pirates life for me.

JJ: well you would roll it around and then it would dirty the sides and then you would just have a turd colored jar.

 
At 5:13 PM , Blogger jungle jane said...

and they make such lovely gifts. in fact i have made a really special one for your wedding gift...

 
At 8:05 PM , Blogger ing said...

Oh, Jane, why do you always have to get the cat involved in everything?

 
At 10:10 PM , Blogger matty said...

Personally, I'd like a Scott Baio fart in a jar. ...just because that seems fitting.

 
At 2:03 AM , Blogger jungle jane said...

ing, the cat is the only thing i have in life that loves me. allow me to share his shit. please?

 
At 4:47 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

ing Jane: My neighbor has not gone to work for days he could be dead. I'll wait a few days and I see no movement I'll call the coppers and have them take a looksie. I dont like breaking into homes with stiff's laying on the floor. All just to look at Jane TV to see what the hell you two are talking about.

Matt: I think there would not be much of a market for Scott Baio farts but I'm sure he is desperate for work, and we need a low end line as well. Could you track him down and get a few dozen jars, I'll give you 10% finders fee and once al expenses are paid are paid on my end I'll give you a bonus of say 10% for you expense's.

 
At 4:50 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

JJ: I guess I dont need Jane TV to figure out what you two are talking about. I really dont want a jar full of cat shit. I'm allergic to cats. I want to make money off of selling famous farts in jars. Can you imagine what an Elvis fart would go for in auction?

 
At 9:38 AM , Blogger Captain Carl said...

Arrr...ay be feelin sorry for me self....nobody ever gave me a jar full of shit before...............

 
At 12:33 PM , Blogger crabcake said...

I may have to show this post to Bob. He has two dirt bikes. Loves to get them out and go hill jumping.

We did have 3. One was mine. He took me out with the guys one day before I really knew how to ride it very well. I accidentally turned the thingy for the gas instead of the brake. This poor guy had his prize bike parked right in front of mine. And looking back I see now that I should have just steered away from that bike but I bailed. Jumped clean off it. The thing went flying staight into the back of Nick's motorbike.

After that none of the guys would ride close to me. They kept calling me "crash".

We sold my bike and got a 4 wheeler for me instead. Cute considering no 4 wheeler on the planet can keep up with a dirt bike. They use me and my ATV to haul the beer.

 
At 12:51 PM , Blogger josh williams said...

Cap: You poor sot, I'll be senden' ya a jar full faster than you can say keel haul em!

CC: Cool show Bob he may know some of these guys, and a four wheeler for beer for support is a super idea! Ride ON!

 
At 3:20 PM , Blogger ing said...

Can I come? I have a pair of roller skates. . .

 
At 5:28 PM , Blogger josh williams said...

ing: You meant to say roller blades no doubt. neither would work in the dirt. The problem with two wheeler bikes is they make you suffer like CC story, the problem with four wheelers is they make you over confident and then you end up rolling the damn thing on top of your self and this spells pain ville.
Get a four wheeler that has low gearing, which will enable it to climb almost any hill and will provide great assistance to CC in her beer wagon train. The list is growing and trust me beer wagon trains get the cush treatment, cause the beer wagon victims pass out everywhere except the padded soft sleepy places. You can rule a whole red neck kingdom with a beer wagon train.Trust me I had a kingdom and the damn train whistle blew and here I am at the cross roads of who took my money and I been double crossed.
In other words drive safely, you dont want to shake up the beer. JW

 
At 10:25 PM , Blogger YellowSock said...

Wow, my perkiest girl-bud in the world was there too. If the two of you glanced at each other at some point, does that mean we have seen each other too? Like having sex with everyone your partner has ever had sex with?

 
At 5:09 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

Saus: Yes. Why do you think these partys are so popular~`

 
At 8:44 AM , Blogger Captain Carl said...

Arrr....could ya gift wrap it....ay like the pretty paper....

 
At 9:29 AM , Blogger soccerboynyc said...

i just wrote a comment to "friends of" which is rather similar to this comment i leave you. i once wrote you rather often and annoyed you ... perhaps because i have matured so much during the past few months i would like to apologize to you as well ... i deeply regret being such an ass in the past

 
At 12:07 PM , Blogger jungle jane said...

okay. i have a bunch of Farty Jars ready to sell on ebay. Now i am advertising them as my own farts but actually its my cat's farts. i doubt anyone will know the difference....

 
At 6:34 PM , Blogger josh williams said...

Cappy: I will hire a gift wrapper for a good presentation, my hands are so rough from the wheel and the rope myself ( Sailer to Sailer ya know my words to be true) . You will best wrapped fart that anyone has ever recieved! Quite possibly in the history of time!

Soccer: Thank you but I dont know who ye are so the scars dont run to deep. Thanks, you may have the wrong person.

JJ: Cat farts eh? Your a clever woman Jane, who's to know. I could buy myself a heard of Cattle and have them fart in Jars! Get it while its fresh Fiona Apples fart, save it for posteriety. Play on words if you will. I'd use cats but of course my allergys. Cow farts, celebrity lables, whos to know? What are the going to do test the DNA and find out that Rosie Odonnels fart was that of a cow? You try the cats, I'll use cows and anyone else who is interested in the franchise can use another flatulant animal just to mix it up a bit. Is anyone good at caligrapy? I think the lables would look good written in caligrapy, to show that we are not fly by night fart mongers, but the real thing. Reputation is job one, we need to offer our clients quality farts at a fair market price.

 
At 8:36 PM , Blogger ing said...

Did you just call Rosie O'Donnel a cow? Josh, she is of good Irish stock like yourself. I might approve of the cow-swindle-idea, but for some strange and subliminal reason, I'm reticent to unite in holy matrimony with anyone who might be a liar.

Josh, you don't lie, do you? Me and my Mahogany dress want to know. Please send telegram. Await reply with bated breath. Cannot find life-saving heart medication.

Dying as we speak. Dying of disillusion. Beck, why?

See L. Ron Hubbard in distance. Or perhaps that's Jerry Garcia. So hard to tell these days. . .

O god, it's Stanley Kubrik!

Goodbye. Cruel.

world

 
At 8:45 PM , Blogger ing said...

p.s.

Your snoring is kind of upstaging me here, Josh. One must never upstage a woman wearing an exquisite Mahogany dress. Unless one wishes to be excluded from the realm of the purest spirit of sister freedom that the 1970's could provide.

Oh for fuck's sake, I think I just used up my last breath. At least it was for a worthy cause. You will not sleep at my funeral, will you Josh? I don't want to distract the mourners.

Adieu.

 
At 5:13 AM , Blogger crabcake said...

Still can't believe you think drivin the poke ass beer wagon is a good thing.

Josh, wake up. Ing's turning blue. Actually is more of a pastel lilac kind of......oh never mind! Just get back here.

 
At 5:21 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

ing: No shit Becks a liar? Well I'll be damned I always kinda liked the guy but with this knowledge on board, I'm going to tear up the our contract to work on an project together. Cheers, Mahogany must live! I made the mistake of going to the light once, what a mistake it was a bug light and the thing packed quite a punch for being a bargain brand. I was all hopped up on lite beer and saw this light thought I was done dead and damned if I didnt end up in tussel with my bug light, I won!Your heart meds. are in your other pocket, I hope I was not to late... Beck a liar, well now I've heard everything, I'm going to take a long walk, try to sort things out, maybe cry a little. Dang JW

 
At 5:46 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

CC: Did not see your cooment. Well I never tilt a pint if I'm riding, maybe if you start out on something along the lines of an Honda XR 100 you can gain the skills to move up. ing is fine, she found her heart meds. in her other pocket. Now how about you everytime I click on my link for you, you gone! Poof! I'll try again. Thanks for your concern JW

 
At 7:58 AM , Blogger DorianGray1854 said...

I love gas chicks photos and motorcycles= all the things a great post needs!!

 
At 8:39 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

Dorian: Thanks. Me to.

 
At 1:01 PM , Blogger Bloodgood said...

It kinda smells in here. I think I accidentally opened one of those Jars.
I have now come to enjoy the scent.

How much does a jar of Farts run these days.

 
At 1:58 PM , Blogger Captain Carl said...

Arrr....do ye know where ay can be gettin a mahogany dress fer Carla.......

 
At 4:47 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

Blood: It depends, do you want a grab bag fart or a celebrity fart. Anywhere from $15.00 to 1,000,000 for the only known VanGogh fart, its a crazy and competitve business but its a pssion and I will never quit farting.

CC: I dunno...A man of the sea should be handy with the needle and thread I am sure you have mended sails over the years.Make your sweet bride a dress!

 
At 1:54 PM , Blogger matty said...

Commander Josh! Now that I am working and no longer selling my ass on the streets of San Francisco, I feel I might have a bit more energy for the cause. Just let me know what I should do next!

Oh, and Ing took me on quite an adventure yesterday!

 
At 6:15 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

Matt: Congrats on the job. Straight to business. We need a lot of deceased farts. I put out a small ad in The New York Time and High Times Magazine just ot test the water. Man you would not beleive how many people are interested in deceased of departed stars. Andy Warhol & Jerry Garcia I got a shit load of orders just a drop in the bucket. What I need to know if you have the scientfic know how to produce a fart of someone who is famous but dead. Lets give the people what they want and make a little FY money in the process. Win Win as they say in big business. THanks in adavance.ing and you on an adventure eh? Hmmm? JW

 
At 7:15 AM , Blogger Captain Carl said...

Arrrr.....that be a great idea...I bet Dead Famous people have way more smelly farts then anybody else..........as fer me dress the Capt never learned ta sew......maybe ay can get some paper an glue an make a paper dress....cause papers made from wood......an mahogany is wood......

 
At 7:35 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

Argh the Captain's going to be sporting wood!

 
At 10:55 AM , Blogger Sparkle said...

This post makes me tingle.

 
At 11:03 AM , Blogger Bunny ~N~ Early said...

No problem Josh, I know you'd do the same for me. Tell your people to get over to MM's place & vote for you. There's still time to put a stop to this un sportsman like behavior.

 
At 11:29 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

Sparkle: Thanks it does the same to me!

Ys: Yeah gang Madmans bueaty contest is baring me. He claims I am not a 420 lb donut eating pig. I think the thing is rigged! Vote for me and I'll give you a jarred fart of a semi famous person!

 
At 2:44 PM , Blogger Captain Carl said...

ay....its cause ay caught a glimpse of sparkle when see moved her hands......

 
At 6:04 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

Cappy: I've been watching for 3/4 of an hour and sparkle has not moved. Do a fellow sailor a favor and raise the boob flag on yer mast when she starts acting up again. Thankee Capin' JW

 
At 7:07 AM , Blogger ing said...

Josh:

Hey, man, when are you going to post your picture? The world is holding its breath. Are you waiting for Oscar night?

 
At 10:41 AM , Blogger josh williams said...

ing: Madman is holding my image hostage!It is as if he has gone...Mad!

 

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