its 3am, got bored so went out and stripped down my motorbikes drumbrakes again and set them up right, took the bike round the block to check and adjust them, got them just right and headed back then the chain snapped way of things, bunch of boozy students looking at a scruffy oil covered bloke in a yellow jacket puffing and panting pushing his bike up a hill, why do i have to live at the top of a steep hilll when pushing a 250lb bike?

usually end up looking at rubbish on the net or doing something which needs doing, have been known to do all night wood carving before now but theres no woods nearby for material at the moment, used to spend a lot of time in my workshop making things, but not so much now as im away.