laconia bike week was rainy most of the time for the second year in a row, but for the second time i grew a very unhealthy looking molester prison moustache. it was twice as scum-ridden as the last one and that made me blend in with all the biker-types all the better.

the real let down of this year's festivities was the fact that the presence of illegal weapons for sale was conspicuously absent. and the belt buckle tent had no good belt buckles.

i bought nothing at all. i almost bought some of those totally '80s cheese-metal gauntlet things made of leather that would have covered most of my forearms, but they were like $30 each. overall it was totally lame. i think it was the lousy weather.