Monday came and the locals had gone off to work and the pace of the bar slowed down greatly and I began to freak out! I am standing in a bar that compared to the previous day now looks desolate. Holy Shit, does the boss think they we are not pulling our weight? Will he think that he screwed up hiring us? How can it be this slow? As it turns out, AZ Bike Week really don't begin until Wednesday and the boss knew damn well already that this was the case, I however did not and was freaking out. Each night came and the bar got busy but not blockbuster. That's when Brother Bean're decided that the World Shuffle Board Championship would begin!
...... and holy shit did he take this serious! Bean're managed to crush the competition all night long. I had no idea this was all going on until I was told about his facebook posts claiming to be the Champion of the World and daring any and all to come down and take him on! The next day he was walking around like a proud rooster. That is until he asked me to play! I had not played this game in nearly 8 years but figured sure, what the hell, I'll try it. Needless to say, it was a blow out, I beat his ass like a red headed step child! I walked outside to smoke a victory cigarette and all the bouncers asked what happened, I informed them of my victory and they made me post up on my facebook status the same information! This is when I learned of Bean's posts about being world champ! I did not play again, I retired a champion! The following day was Tattoo Tuesday and although it seemed a bit slow in the afternoon, 30 bikes would pull in and the same would pull out. I have never seen a bar work like a toilet. It was full, then flushed, emptied and immediately filled back up with fresh water or in this case, bikers! That next day, before the madness ensued, we played a little Texas Holdem Poker, another game I have never played. It was funny and strange all at the same time.
I had started Tuesday off with a surprise visit at my house from none other than Kevin "Teach" Baas and his lovely wife Amy, along with a few other friends. What a way to start the day. When it came time to go, we left early and we all rode over together to TT's Roadhouse to see Skoog and help him kick off bike week there. I was only able to hang out for 45 minutes before having to ride out to work but it was good to see friends.
The following day, AZ Bike Week officially kicked off and the locals would show up after work but all the folks from out of town were coming in in droves. By the next day, Biker Betsy, Masyn and Qian along with their tv crew in tow had made it to my house to party and ride with us. Mike Lichter had come in to town, rented a car and drove straight on up to the Dirty Dogg to hang out and shoot some pics, ride some scoots and shake some hands. On a side note, he has got to be one of the classiest guys I have ever met. If there is anyone in the BIKE WORLD who deserves an ego, or to have an attitude, it's him and he is the furthest thing possible from it! That day was Wednesday and that night was WILD AND WET WEDNESDAY at the one and only Dirty Dogg Saloon and my God to I have some shit to share with you about that. I have just decided that the wet t contest deserves it's very own blog post, so I will share that one with you the very next chance I get to sit down and put my thoughts to words. After that, I will tell you how I ruptured the disc in my back while hosting a bike event..... and people think it is easy doing what I do..... IT'S NOT! So whatever you do, don't even try it...... okay, it's not so bad and I really just don't want the competition! See you again tomorrow when I get at this again.
Until we see each other on the road;
Keep the wind in your face
Tits in your back
and the Man off your Ass!