Man of Integrity


I took the opportunity to do two fun things this afternoon: Visit Integrity Tattoos in Belleville, and hang out with my friend Jason, who happens to be the owner (said in a smug British upper crust accent, with raised eyebrow).

Integrity Tattoo in Belleville, IL

Integrity Tattoo in Belleville, IL

Due to unfortunate circumstances, Jason isn’t actually at his shop today. I had to drive a little further into Belleville to go visit him.

St. Elizabeth's Hospital, Belleville, IL

St. Elizabeth's Hospital

I found Jason lounging around in bed. But upon my arrival, two young ladies convinced him to join them in the gym. I went along. Jason put in a good workout. Too good, maybe. He kept losing count of how many reps he was supposed to do because we were chatting about bikes and drag racing, and other such manly banter.

Jason enjoys a workout

Jason enjoys a workout

Jason works on arm strength and stamina

Feel the burn!

I left Jason to his workout so he could concentrate. The ride home was windy, but pleasant.

Many motorcyclists were enjoying the nice day

Many other motorcyclists were taking advantage of the weather

People are in hurry to get home this time of day

People are in hurry to get home this time of day

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Unvictorious


I needed some little parts for my YZ. An exhaust gasket, and caliper pistons and seals. I decided to ride over to Victory Lane in Swansea, IL.

When I got there, they were closed. Not just closed for the day, the building was empty. That’s sad.

I used my fabulous smart phone to locate the closest Yamaha dealer. It was Collinsville Yamaha, a mere 11 miles to the North. I got to see the giant catsup bottle on the way to Collinsville.

Collinsville Yamaha is nice. The lady at the parts counter ordered my parts for me, and we chatted a bit about riding. I looked at a FZ6R and a R6. Both nice, but not really my thing.

I like my Z.