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Well my parents are gone for the weekend. They had told my brother "no parties". Around 1 PM yesterday his friends started coming over, and by about 7 PM there was a full blown party going on with like 40 people in my house. My friend was at work but I was talking to her on Aim, she kept telling me to call the cops but I was like "no that's alright". So around 11:30 her and my other friend drove to my house because we were going to get dinner. They wanted to go inside my house and see what was happening (I had been waiting outside for like 40 minutes by this point) so we walked in and people were getting drunk in my living room and smoking a bong in my parents bedroom. So we wen't in my room and debated about what to do. Eventually we left and got in my friend's car and she called the cops. We parked down the street and sat there waiting for the
cops to come. Soon 2 cop cars came and they ended up arresting someone but we couldn't tell if it was my brother. (btw we didn't call the cops just cause of the party, we all hate my brother and wanted to see him get in huge trouble). Everyone started leaving the party, and we drove to Denny's to eat.

Well we got our food and were eating, then these 2 guys came in. They were getting seated but stopped to talk to some people. All of a sudden 3 guys jumped up and tackled him face-first into a table and started beating the ---- out of him. A lady with the guy's kicked him in the face when he was down, then she started throwing chairs at the guy's friend, she almost nailed me in the face with one as she was swinging it. There was a ton of cowboy-types there because a nearby country club had just let out. Some of the cowboys came to break it up, and the attackers were like "Let's go!" and ran out the door but the cops got there and stopped them. We had to sit there for like an hour while the cops interviewed us, now detectives are going to call and we might have to go to court to testify.

After we left we decided to go back to my house to see what was going on. My front door was locked so I had to go in my side yard and go through the door that leads to the family room. I went in and saw 4 people sleeping in my family room, I was like "Where s my brother" and they didn't answer, so I got my sword and was like "Tell me where he is or I'll call the cops" and they still didn't answer. I started calling the cops, and one of the guys got up and started waking up his friends and going "we got to get the #### out of here or the cops are going to bust our ass" so they started leaving, their "leader" was some black guy who was trying to act cool about it, he was like "Just put down the sword we're leaving" and he tried to shake my hand but I knew it was a trick so I didn't do it. Later my friend realized she knew the black guy from back in high school and he had gotten kicked out for carrying a gun to school, so I'm going to have to watch my back for awhile I think.

We came back later to see if they had tried to come back, my friend had a bayonet in his car and I was like "If they are there stay in the car and I will handle it" but my other friend grabbed the bayonet and she wouldn't let me have it. It turned out they didn't come back, so we dropped my friend off and we weren't back to my other friend's house. I ended up spending the night there because I didn't want people coming back to my house while I was asleep.

Now here was one of those jobs, that give purpose to Cycle Art, one of the ones that I try to remember when things get really tough. And soon after Mr. Stuart left, they got tough again: A bout of flu ran through shop and kept us half-staffed for weeks. A visit from the County Health Department kept us busy and entertained for days. (Did you know you need an current MSDN for every chemical product used in your shop? In our case there are more than 200!) A major account dumped a huge rush job on us, then delayed payment. An electrical problem burned out our circuit panel shutting down our blasting and spray equipment for days. We had more than the usual number of jobs fail final inspection to start over... From Thanksgiving day on, all of us were working maximum hours to catch up with the work and the bills. There were 12, 16, 18 hour days, four hours a night sleep, sanding frames at 3 AM in a cold shop. Finally, the Higgins had it's own set of problems; the distinctive saddle fabric took 40 phone calls to find and was only available as a $100 minimum purchase from New York. The decal graphics were different from every other Higgins art on file so we had to draw and print them specially for this bike, a three day project. Then, reassembling the hub, a delicate, worn disk retainer clip snapped. Without it, the coaster brake would not function. A desperate search on December 23rd left us making a replacement by from scratch. A 2 cent part became a 6 hour project in a snap.

 

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