Sunday, July 13, 2014

Schwinn StingRay OC Choppers

The Rebirth Of Cool, Sold Out, Hard To Find...
  20" Schwinn Orange County Choppers  


Orange County Choppers and Schwinn have combined to produce one of the coolest bicycles ever brought to market. It has a wide, motorcycle-size rear tire and a riveted saddle seat. The custom-stretched chopper frame includes a wedge-shaped piece of metal where a motorcycle's gas tank would be. The bike even parks like a real motorcycle, thanks to a double-leg kickstand that raises the front wheel when locked down. 

A closer look reveals amazing detail. The word "Sting-Ray" in white lettering on the tires. Black dice inner-tube caps. Clear-coated flame decals. The Sting-Ray weighs a healthy 45 pounds and feels like it would last forever. This chopper is a great cruiser. Schwinn is producing just 3,500 of these first-edition Sting-Rays. These are destined to be sought-after collectables like the old Schwinn Sting-Rays of the 1960s and '70s. Here's a chance to buy one for yourself as an investment while the price is still affordable. Or get one for your kid so he or she can have the coolest ride in the neighborhood.

 Part chopper. Part cruiser. 100% muscle bike -- The new Schwinn Sting-Ray is an exciting, chopper-style ride. Built with customized parts -- like the Big Boa Rear Tire and signature V-back Handlebars -- it's no wonder Schwinn Sting-Rays are endorsed by Orange County Choppers. Straddle the saddle and hit the pavement... the rebirth of cool has arrived.

 
Features:
*Custom stretched chopper frame with gas tank and gusset.
* 20" x4" super wide V line rear slick tire.
* 24" x 2" narrow front tire mounted on extruded alloy rims.
* Adjustable cruising saddle with built in sissy bar, riveted upholstery and Schwinn embossed logo.
* Dual crown Sting-Ray twin barrel chrome forks with color matching paint.
* Chrome steel chain guard and heavy duty double leg kickstand.
* Clear coated Schwinn flame decals with machined aluminum head badge.
* Alloy linear pull brake with alloy lever.
* 3 piece custom Sting-Ray cranks with iron cross pedals.
* Sporty and stylish front fender.
* Highway front foot pegs.

 
History of the Bike:

  It all started in a little chop shop near Madison, WI. A couple of Schwinn engineers had a vision for a revolutionary bike. One that would take its cues from the great American chopper. With a raked-out fork, knees-to-the-breeze seat position and enough bad-boy character to raise eyebrows, their creation was no ordinary bike. Like its namesake, Schwinn's newest creation was born from one desire: to create something totally different, something that only the newest generation would appreciate. And so, a new breed of Sting-Ray was built for a new breed of rider. 

  Discover the bike everyone is talking about. It's the Rebirth of Cool. Born from the classic Schwinn Sting-Ray of the 1960s and '70s, the new Schwinn Sting-Ray is an exciting, chopper-style ride. It features V-Back Drag Bars, a knees-to-the-breeze low-ride saddle, a unique wishbone kickstand and the signature Big Boa Tire -- just like a motorcycle!


SCHWINN AND ORANGE COUNTY CHOPPERS TEAM
TO BRING BACK THE STING-RAY
 
January 23, 2004 -- MADISON, WI - Schwinn bicycles, one of America's favorite and most recognized brands, has joined forces with Orange County Choppers, the company that has garnered worldwide recognition for building custom motorcycles and is featured on the popular Discovery Channel show "American Chopper," to create customized Schwinn Sting-Ray bicycles.
 
The Schwinn Sting-Ray, widely regarded as the most popular bicycle ever created, is returning to stores for the first time in more than 30 years. The new Sting-Ray sports a contemporary design that takes its cues from great American motorcycles. To commemorate the redesign of this classic, Schwinn has partnered with Orange County Choppers (OCC) to use the OCC logo on all editions of the new Sting-Ray for mass retail sales, as well as use of the OCC name for Sting-Ray parts and accessories.
 
"The original Sting-Rays of the 1960s and '70s were very cutting-edge and took their design cues from muscle cars," explained Byron Smith, Schwinn's Chief Operating Officer & President. "The new Sting-Ray takes its cues from customized motorcycles, and who knows custom motorcycles better than Orange County Choppers?”
 
The classic Schwinn Sting-Ray was introduced in 1963 and remained on the market until 1979. There were essentially four models: The basic Sting-Ray; the Sting-Ray Deluxe (that added chrome fenders and white wall tires); the Sting-Ray Super-Deluxe (that added a springer fork); and the Krate series (that added a five-speed "Stik Shift," shock struts on the rear seat and had a 16" front tire and a 20" rear tire).


How To Date Schwinn Bicycles

(You will need a magnifying glass, pen and paper, or a digital camera.)


(1) ~ Face front of the Schwinn Stingray you are trying to date.  Look at the front tube    of the 
         bicycle and locate the Schwinn name plate.

(2) ~ Look to the left-hand side of the Schwinn nameplate to find a 4-digit number.  Write
         this number down of photograph it with a digital camera.

(3) ~ Use this number to date the bicycle.  Schwinn made the bicycles at their Chicago plant 
          in the 1970's and used a 4-digit code to give the date and the year of production.

          (Example: 2453)

          The first three numbers represent the day of the year the bicycle was made, so in the
          example, it would have come off the production line on the 245th day (Sept. 2) of the
          year.

           The last number is the year of production.  Knowing that the original Stingrays were 
           from the 1970's, you know to add 1970 to the number.  In the example, the year would 
           be 1973.

Electric Version

24-volt, 250 watt motor powered by 2 sealed lead batteries in a case designed to resemble a V-twin engine and controlled by a motorcycle-style twist grip

Instructions




    • 1
      Face the front of the Schwinn Stingray you are trying to date. Look at the front tube of the bicycle and locate the Schwinn name plate.
    • 2
      Go to the left hand side of the Schwinn name plate and look for a four-digit number. Write this number down or photograph it with the camera.
    • 3
      Use this number to date the bicycle. Schwinn made the bicycles at their Chicago plant in the 1970s and used the four-digit code to give date and year of production. Examples are 2453. The first three numbers represent the day of the year the bicycle was made, so in this example it would have come off the production line on the 245th day of the year. The last number is the year of production, and knowing the Stingrays were from the 1970s, you know to add 1970 to the number. This would be 1973.

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No. 2153



  • 1
    Face the front of the Schwinn Stingray you are trying to date. Look at the front tube of the bicycle and locate the Schwinn name plate.
  • 2
    Go to the left hand side of the Schwinn name plate and look for a four-digit number. Write this number down or photograph it with the camera.
  • 3
    Use this number to date the bicycle. Schwinn made the bicycles at their Chicago plant in the 1970s and used the four-digit code to give date and year of production. Examples are 2453. The first three numbers represent the day of the year the bicycle was made, so in this example it would have come off the production line on the 245th day of the year. The last number is the year of production, and knowing the Stingrays were from the 1970s, you know to add 1970 to the number. This would be 1973.


  • Read more : http://www.ehow.com/how_7354031_tell-schwinn-stingray-bike-built.html

      the chrome bikes are the only mode

    Tuesday, June 24, 2014

    Fowl Crossings



    Why Did the Chicken
    Cross the Road?

    Why Did The Chicken Cross The Road?  Why don't we confer with some famous people?  Maybe, just maybe, they will be able to enlighten us on this enigmatic, if not controversial, issue.


    SARAH PALIN:  The chicken crossed the road because, gosh-darn it, he's a maverick!

    BARACK OBAMA: Let me be perfectly clear, if the chickens like their eggs they can keep their eggs. No chicken will be required to cross the road to surrender her eggs. Period.
    ELIZABETH WARREN:  The chicken had learned from her mother that an Indian tribe was located on the other side of the road, and by crossing the road she would become a member of the tribe.

    JOHN McCAIN:  My friends, the chicken crossed the road because he recognized the need to engage in cooperation and dialogue with all the chickens on the other side of the road.

    HILLARY CLINTON:  What difference at this point does it make why the chicken crossed the road.

    GEORGE W. BUSH:  We don't really care why the chicken crossed the road. We just want to know if the chicken is on our side of the road or not. The chicken is either with us or against us. There is no middle ground here.

    DICK CHENEY:  Where's my gun?

    BILL CLINTON:  I did not cross the road with that chicken.

    AL GORE:  I invented the chicken.

    JOHN KERRY:   Although I voted to let the chicken cross the road, I am now against it! It was the wrong road to cross, and I was misled about the chicken's intentions. I am not for it now, and will remain against it.

    AL SHARPTON:  Why are all the chickens white?

    DR. PHIL:  The problem we have here is that this chicken won't realize that he must first deal with the problem on this side of the road before it goes after the problem on the other side of the road. What we need to do is help him realize how stupid he is acting by not taking on his current problems before adding any new problems.

    OPRAH:  Well, I understand that the chicken is having problems, which is why he wants to cross the road so badly. So instead of having the chicken learn from his mistakes and take falls, which is a part of life, I'm going to give this chicken a NEW CAR so that he can just drive across the road and not live his life like the rest of the chickens.

    ANDERSON COOPER:  We have reason to believe there is a chicken, but we have not yet been allowed to have access to the other side of the road.

    NANCY GRACE:  That chicken crossed the road because he's guilty! You can see it in his eyes and the way he walks.

    PAT BUCHANAN:  To steal the job of a decent, hardworking American.

    MARTHA STEWART:   No one called me to warn me which way the chicken was going. I had a standing order at the Farmer's Market to sell my eggs when the price dropped to a certain level. No little bird gave me any insider information.

    DR SEUSS:  Did the chicken cross the road? Did he cross it with a toad? Yes, the chicken crossed the road, but why it crossed I've not been told.

    ERNEST HEMINGWAY:  To die in the rain, alone.

    GRANDPA:  In my day we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Somebody told us the chicken crossed the road, and that was good enough for us.

    BARBARA WALTERS:  Isn't that interesting? In a few moments, we will be listening to the chicken tell, for the first time, the heart warming story of how it experienced a serious case of molting, and went on to accomplish it's lifelong dream of crossing the road.

    ARISTOTLE:  It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.

    BILL GATES:  I have just released eChicken2014, which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents and balance your checkbook. Internet Explorer is an integral part of eChicken2014. This new platform is much more stable and will never reboot.

    ALBERT EINSTEIN:  Did the chicken really cross the road, or did the road move beneath the chicken?

    COLONEL SANDERS:  Did I miss one?


    Well, so much for the experts!  I guess, we'll have to continue to draw our own conclusions.   Remember, as long as there are roads and chickens, this perplexing question will continue to plague mankind.  
    Alas, we still cannot come to an agreement regarding creationism and evolution:   Which came first?  The chicken?  Or the egg?

    Rather than tax our brains with such profound problems, why not lighten the mood with some good old fashioned humor?

                        WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ANIMAL?
     

     Our teacher asked what my favorite animal was, and I said, "Fried chicken." 
     
    She said I wasn't funny, but she couldn't have been right, because everyone else laughed. 
     
    My parents told me to always tell the truth. I did. Fried chicken is my favorite animal. 
     
    I told my dad what happened, and he said my teacher was probably a member of PETA.
    He said they love animals very much. 
     
    I do, too. Especially chicken, pork and beef. Anyway, my teacher sent me to the principal's office.
    I told him what happened, and he laughed, too. Then he told me not to do it again.

    The next day in class my teacher asked me what my favorite live animal was. 
     
    I told her it was chicken. She asked me why, so I told her it was because you could make them into fried chicken.

    She sent me back to the principal's office. He laughed, and told me not to do it again.

    I don't understand. My parents taught me to be honest, but my teacher doesn't like it when I am.

    Today, my teacher asked us to tell her what famous person we admire most. I told her, "Colonel Sanders."
     
    Guess where I am now...
    No. 2152


    Friday, June 28, 2013

    Is It Coming To This?


    No. 2151

    Monday, June 24, 2013

    Run By Idiots

    A Country Founded by Geniuses but Run by Idiots


    Attributed to Jeff Foxworthy:

    If you can get arrested for hunting or fishing without a license, but not for entering and remaining in the country illegally — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.

    If you have to get your parents’ permission to go on a field trip or to take an aspirin in school, but not to get an abortion — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.

    If you MUST show your identification to board an airplane, cash a check, buy liquor, or check out a library book and rent a video, but not to vote for who runs the government — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.

    If the government wants to prevent stable, law-abiding citizens from owning gun magazines that hold more than ten rounds, but gives twenty F-16 fighter jets to the crazy new leaders in Egypt — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.

    If, in the nation’s largest city, you can buy two 16-ounce sodas, but not one 24-ounce soda, because 24-ounces of a sugary drink might make you fat — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.

    If an 80-year-old woman or a three-year-old girl who is confined to a wheelchair can be strip-searched by the TSA at the airport, but a woman in a burka or a hijab is only subject to having her neck and head searched — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.

    If your government believes that the best way to eradicate trillions of dollars of debt is to spend trillions more — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.

    If a seven-year-old boy can be thrown out of school for saying his teacher is “cute,” but hosting a sexual exploration or diversity class in grade school is perfectly acceptable — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.

    If hard work and success are met with higher taxes and more government regulation and intrusion, while not working is rewarded with Food Stamps, WIC checks, Medicaid benefits, subsidized housing, and free cell phones — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.

    If the government’s plan for getting people back to work is to provide incentives for not working, by granting 99 weeks of unemployment checks, without any requirement to prove that gainful employment was diligently sought, but couldn’t be found — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.

    If you pay your mortgage faithfully, denying yourself the newest big-screen TV, while your neighbor buys iPhones, time shares, a wall-sized do-it-all plasma screen TV and new cars, and the government forgives his debt when he defaults on his mortgage — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.

    If being stripped of your Constitutional right to defend yourself makes you more “safe” according to the government — you might live in a nation that was founded by geniuses but is run by idiots.
    What a country!

    How about we give God a reason to continue blessing America!



    No. 2150

    Saturday, April 20, 2013

    Cows, the Constitution and the Ten Commandments





    THIS CABLE GUY HUMOR IS FUNNY... 

    BUT UNFORTUNATELY IT'S TRUE!

    (THE MAN'S A GENIUS!!!)

    Everyone concentrates on the problems we're having in Our Country lately: Illegal immigration, hurricane recovery, alligators attacking people in Florida ... Not me -- I concentrate on solutions for the problems -- it's a win-win situation. Dig a moat the length of the Mexican border. Send the dirt to New Orleans to raise the level of the levees. Put the Florida alligators in the moat along the Mexican border.

    Any other problems you would like for me to solve today?


    Think about these:


    1. Cows
    2. The Constitution
    3. The Ten Commandments

    COWS:

     
    Is it just me, or does anyone else find it amazing that during the mad cow epidemic our government could track a single cow, born in Canada almost three years ago, right to the stall where she slept in the state of Washington? And, they tracked her calves to their stalls. But they are unable to locate 11 million illegal aliens wandering around our country. Maybe we should give each of them a cow.


    THE CONSTITUTION:

     
    They keep talking about drafting a Constitution for Iraq . Why don't we just give them ours? It was written by a lot of really smart guys, it has worked for over 200 years, and we're not using it anymore.


    THE 10 COMMANDMENTS:

     
    The real reason that we can't have the Ten Commandments posted in a courthouse is this: you cannot post 'Thou Shalt Not Steal' 'Thou Shalt Not Commit Adultery' and 'Thou Shall Not Lie' in a building full of lawyers, judges and politicians, it creates a hostile work environment.


    Also, think about this..... if you don't want to forward this for fear of offending someone -- 


    YOU ARE PART OF THE PROBLEM!

    GET 'ER DONE!

     No. 2149

    Wednesday, March 06, 2013

    It's For the Birds!



     Howdy, folks!   Cletis Clyde here.  How y'all doin'?

    Sure has been quite a spell since I last talked to y'all on this here blog.  I can't rightly recall when that might a been neither.  But anyhow, I thought I'd stop by and remedy that situation.

    Y'all probably been a wonderin' where I been and what I been doin', right?  Well, I been purty busy a doin' what I like to do most of the time.  And jest what is that you might be askin'?  Tarnation!  Y'all should know me by now.  I reckon they's nothing that I like to do more than mostly nothing.  And I'm proud to say that I'm danged good at it too!

    Well, anyways ... you might be wonderin' what's with the pitcher of the eagle up yonder next to my handsome face?  Well, they's a reason fer that and a reason fer the reference to birds up there in the title of this here posting.

    It is wiffin a heavy heart that I'm a fixin' to tell y'all about the recent loss of three of my kinfolk and it has everything to do with birds.  To be fair to our national symbol, 'tain't got nothing to with eagles neither.  I was just too lazy to look fer some udder bird pitchers.

    Yeah, it was a real family tragedy.  We had closed casket funerals fer my three cuzzins. Then we watched in silence as they put Elmer, Billy Jim and Abner in the ground.  We decided we wuz a gonna wait until the next day before we started fightin' over the stuff they had.

    Fer The Birds

    I reckon I should tell y'all what happened and why it wuz we's had to bury them good old boys.  I figger I'm the best one to tell the story anyhow.  You see, I wuz up there on Table Rock when all three of them fell off that 1000 foot cliff to the rocks way down at the bottom.

    It all started in town over at Clem's pet Shop.  I was with Elmer when he asked me to go with him to buy some birds.  I didn't ask him what fer he wanted the birds, besides 'tweren't none of my bizness.

    When we wuz inside, Clem came over and asked, "Howdy, fellas. How can I help y'all?" 

    Elmer pointed to a cage and said, "Them's the ones.  Clem, we'll take four of them little budgies in that there cage. Two fer me and two fer cuzzin Cletis here."

    Clem put four the birds into a box and said they wuz a dollar each.  When Elmer said he wuz broke until his welfare check came in, Clem said it wuz okay to cuff the sale until then. 

    Well, from the pet shop we walked up the mountain until we got to Table Rock.  It wuz a poplar place to go coz it was high up and they wuz a good view of the udder hills and hollers.  They wuz also some stories of people a jumpin' off there when they's had problems they cudn't figger out.

    Elmer went to the edge and looked down at the rocks way down below.  Me?  I stood back as far from the edge as I cud.  I don't never want nothin' to do with high places, iffin you knows what I mean.

    Elmer called out, "This looks like a good place fer sure!"

    He then took two of the four birds outa the box and puts them on his shoulders.  He winked at me and all of a sudden he up and jumps over the edge!  I crawled to the edge and saw the two birds fly away.  But ol' Elmer he kept on a fallin' until he landed on the rocks below and it surely killed him.

    I wuz jest gettin' back on my feet when a nudder cuzzin showed up.  It wuz Billy Jim, Elmer's little brother. It turns out he jest came from Clem's pet shop too!  Seein' that he wuz a carryin' in one hand a cardboard box, and a shotgun in the udder hand.  I figgered he musta bot some birds of his own, but I had nary a clue what the shotgun might be fer.

    "Hello, cuzzin Cletis," he said a grinnin' big-like.  "Watch this!"

    Well folks, I guess it's no secret that when a hillbilly or a redneck says 'Watch this,' somethin' bad is gonna be happenin'.  Sure enuff ...!

     Without waitin' fer me to say anything, he opened up the box and pulled out a large parrot!  He then throws the parrot into the air over the edge of the cliff.  Lawd a mighty iffin he didn't jump off the edge backwards!  While he wuz a fallin' he took aim with the gun and shot the parrot in midair. I had to turn my head before he hit the rocks down there.

    Bye and bye I wuz a still standin' there grievin' fer two cuzzins who jest jumped off Table Rock when their older brother Abner came walkin' up to where I wuz.

    "Howdy there, Cletis," he said with his toothless grin. "You seen my two brothers?  They wuz sposed to me meet me up here."

    Before I could answer he opened up a box he brung along.  It seemed that he done bot somethin' from Clem's Pet Shop like his two brothers had before.

    There wuz a chicken in Abner's box.  He grabbed the chicken by its legs and said, "Too bad you ain't got no video camera, cuz.  This is gonna be a good one."

    Before I could open my mouth to tell him about his brothers' fates, danged if he wuzn't airborne.  He was a plummetin' down feet first with his arms stretched over his head and his hands a holdin' onto that chicken's legs.  Don't guess I need to tell you that at least the chicken wuz spared!

    Yup, I'm sure you would agree that it wuz a sad day fer me and the rest of my kin.  

    I learned a valuable lesson that day.   Make that three valuable lessons.


    Some sports are fer the birds!

    And I will never, ever try these sports:

    Budgie Jumpin'

    Parrot Shooting

    and

    Hen Gliding


    Well folks, I guess I'll close fer now.  I still got a lot of grievin' to do.

    Oh, by the way,  I got three widows who might need some comfortin', iffin y'all knows what I mean.


    (Thanks to a  friend, Karen Gillanders, who posted this joke on FacebookOf course I took some  liberty on this post to adapt it for Cletis.)


    No.  2148

    Tuesday, December 18, 2012

    Author-ized At Last

    When I was posting on a regular basis to my blog, one of the staples offered here was original fiction.  A few of my regular readers were followers of my stories.  These stories included short stories as well as some novel-length features.

    Almost all of my stories were posted on this blog in a serialized format.  Some of the tales took as many 50 or more postings before they were completed. Many of the readers' comments on those posts had the same theme:  You should publish your stories!

    Well, readers, I have done just that! Unlike those who read the story in serial entries, you can now read it one complete book.

    My first published novel is under the title  The Quill and the Quire.  The book is for sale for the low price of $6.00 and can be purchased from the publisher via the following link:


    It is also available at Amazon.com.  Just type in the name of the title in the search box.

    No. 2147