Aint no cure for the summer time blues...

Sitting here in my office the night before the birth of Baby Jesus, and the closing of 2009. Its been a rough year for just about everyone I know, some sold coveted motorcycles just to keep a roof over the heads of their loved ones, others spent months in the box...and some friends are now just a memory to hold onto in our hearts. Nevertheless my love of motorcycles art and culture has brought me around the world, and its kinda got me jammed up reflecting on how good life has been for me despite 2009 completely sucking, like shitting your draws on the first day of highschool. Heres to the memories of years past....