So...I was looking through my page stats....kinda interesting. And creepy. It makes you wonder who would, and even why someone would google your name at 10:45 on a Tuesday night. Especially if they're in St. Paul. And if earlier in the afternoon some ghetto blaster didn't almost send you to meet Jebus with his pimped out Chrysler Concorde.
On a less creepy note my BMW motorcycle parts should arrive tomorrow. With any luck, sometime soon I'll be unsafe at any speed(more than I am now if possible).
