Clip-Ons

One of the first things I bought to fit on my sr250 was clip-ons. Originally, not knowing any better I bought 35mm clip-ons for my 32mm forks. Thought I could make it work, but no, that was just wishful newbie to builds thinking. The second pair was the correct size and half the price, only 50 bucks. Plus 16 bucks for the vintage grips to get the late 70's vibe.

Speedo

Needed to thread a 130mm allen bolt to get the speedo to mount flush with the triple clamp. Found those from wiseguys bolts http://stores.ebay.com/wiseguybolts on ebay. They have awesome stuff. Plus it took about a month to find brass washers from a guy closing his hardware store.

Triple Clamp

Originally black and a bit rusty, the triple clamp needed some work since I'm putting clip-on bars on. With a dremel and a wirebrush along with about 4 hours of time all the paint and rust was removed. Just need to find out how to mount the new speedo.

The 1981 Yamaha SR250 project

Living in downtown Boston made the daily commute as easy as jumping on

the redline for two stops. Definitely spoiled. But when baby number two arrived our downtown life needed to be traded in for more space and a funny thing called a driveway. So off to the burbs of Belmont MA we went. Only problem was we needed another car and I didn't want to buy and insure another one. Work is only 7 miles of back roads away, so I figured I could just buy a motorcycle. Jumped on craigslist and found a 1981 Yamaha SR250 with only 2,000 miles on it! Since my last motor-cross bike was an 1989 Yamaha WR250 I figured it would be an easy transition to the road without too much power to get myself into trouble.

Not my bike but that's what it originally looked like, minus the backrest and side panels.

Took the seat and air box off. Starting to learn what I need to in order to turn this into a cafe racer.

What did the Butterfly say to the Octopus?

As halloween draws near Juliet has found herself in search of the perfect costumes for the kids. There are Octopus's, lions, tigers, butterfly's, dragonfly's and God knows what else. Here is a snippet of what halloween could look like . . . even though it is 2 months away.

What did the Butterfly say to the Octopus? from Kevin McGinnis on Vimeo.

HMX on the Charles River

All the kids from Harmonix came together to enjoy the art of sharing toys. The train was hit but Gage was happy to get his yellow beach truck back.

Hot Day on the Boston Harbor

After a short trip to Spectacle Island we headed back to Boston via the Georges Island ferry. Gage enjoying the sights and sounds of the harbor. Pointing out all the boats we pass. Maybe someday we will hop off the ferry at Georges. Not this day though, sooooo hot and tired from the 95+ day with oppressive humidity.

Front row for the poop party

Summer afternoon walking the dogs on the Boston Common.

LOMO LC-A Camera

I borrowed my friend Soe Lin's LOMO LC-A film camera to see if I could still take a decent shot. Conclusion was not so good, because of operator error. I put ISO 200 speed film but didn't know to set the camera to ISO 200 as well. Therefore all the shots were under exposed as the camera was set to ISO 400. Oh the joys of shooting film, you become so committed to your mistakes in time, money and lose of capturing a moment.

That being said if I get this right the payoff could be so much more than shooting digital. Analogue photography just has that real feeling. Stay tuned for a user error free role of film.

Sloane at the Beach

It was an extremely hot day at the lake in Sturbridge Mass. Probably close to 100 degrees on the sand. Had to keep Sloane under the trees to keep her cool. But as you can see she was in good spirits.

Twenty minutes later she got tired hot and cranky. I think the whole beach thought we were torturing a cat. Sloane has proven to be very vocal about being tired or uncomfortable. She is teaching Juliet and I quickly of the does and don't during the "witching hours" as we like to refer to them. She likes to attack sleep.

Up For Sale 453 Washington St #5B Downtown Crossing Boston

Shortly after Juliet and I moved in with one another in Downtown Crossing we were engaged, married and starting a family. 4+ years later Juliet, Gage, Sloane, the dogs Sushi and Saki along with myself have outgrown our loft and need to move on. Over the years we added a kitchen and a bedroom to accommodate our growing family but alas it is not enough. Juliet and I bought our loft before we were married and I even proposed to her in our pre-renovated kitchen. Sad to move away from so many memories of a new family getting it's start. But a new chapter begins as the page turns.

Fathers Day 2010

Fathers Day was a great day today. Nothing better then seeing the family laughing, dancing and having fun. Sloane really gets a kick out of seeing Gage getting his groove on. Too funny.

Fathers Day 2010 from Kevin McGinnis on Vimeo.

Our adopted Saki

Another member of the family is Saki, my Japanese Chin. Juliet and I adopted him shortly after we bought our loft downtown. Didn't know it would be so difficult to adopt a dog. The adoption agency actually came out to visit our place and weren't going to give him to us because we don't have a fenced in yard. But they finally gave in once we convinced them there was a huge park out our front door called the Boston Common. Jeez.

The gangsters that like to spend all their free time in front of our door know Saki because he gets so scared when walking by the T-stops stairs. When Saki instantly puts on the breaks this guys yells, "daaaaamn that mutha fucka is scared as shit." That pretty much sums up Saki.

Saddleback Leather

So I have these great bags from Saddleback Leather which I love and are touted as bags your kids will fight over when you're dead. Travelers with these bags take shots of their bags in locations all over the world to put on the Saddleback site, so I decided to do the same. The first shot is on top of Mt. Hood in Oregon and the second when I was in Seoul, South Korea. More to come as the years click on.

Gage on the move

Sloane Lia McGinnis 3 days old

Juliet took these photos of me holding Sloane when she first came home from the hospital.

Dance Central announce at E3

The other game we were working on, Dance Central, was just announced at E3 yesterday. Looks great and it's crazy how the camera tracks full body movement to make sure you are getting your groove on.

ROCK BAND 3

Finally the full feature set of the game I've been working on has been announced. Got to say I'm pretty psyched about the Real Guitar feature we added. Now you can learn to play the real thing by actually playing the real thing.

I'M COMIC SANS ASSHOLE!

Comic Sans speaks out, by Mike Lacher. Funny stuff, fonts must get so pissed about being labeled and misused by those who supposedly "know" what they are doing.

S H O R T I M A G I N E D
M O N O L O G U E S .

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I'M COMIC SANS, ASSHOLE.

BY MIKE LACHER

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Listen up. I know the shit you've been saying behind my back. You think I'm stupid. You think I'm immature. You think I'm a malformed, pathetic excuse for a font. Well think again, nerdhole, because I'm Comic Sans, and I'm the best thing to happen to typography since Johannes fucking Gutenberg.

You don't like that your coworker used me on that note about stealing her yogurt from the break room fridge? You don't like that I'm all over your sister-in-law's blog? You don't like that I'm on the sign for that new Thai place? You think I'm pedestrian and tacky? Guess the fuck what, Picasso. We don't all have seventy-three weights of stick-up-my-ass Helvetica sitting on our seventeen-inch MacBook Pros. Sorry the entire world can't all be done in stark Eurotrash Swiss type. Sorry some people like to have fun. Sorry I'm standing in the way of your minimalist Bauhaus-esque fascist snoozefest. Maybe sometime you should take off your black turtleneck, stop compulsively adjusting your Tumblr theme, and lighten the fuck up for once.

People love me. Why? Because I'm fun. I'm the life of the party. I bring levity to any situation. Need to soften the blow of a harsh message about restroom etiquette? SLAM. There I am. Need to spice up the directions to your graduation party? WHAM. There again. Need to convey your fun-loving, approachable nature on your business' website? SMACK. Like daffodils in motherfucking spring.

When people need to kick back, have fun, and party, I will be there, unlike your pathetic fonts. While Gotham is at the science fair, I'm banging the prom queen behind the woodshop. While Avenir is practicing the clarinet, I'm shredding "Reign In Blood" on my double-necked Stratocaster. While Univers is refilling his allergy prescriptions, I'm racing my tricked-out, nitrous-laden Honda Civic against Tokyo gangsters who'll kill me if I don't cross the finish line first. I am a sans serif Superman and my only kryptonite is pretentious buzzkills like you.

It doesn't even matter what you think. You know why, jagoff? Cause I'm famous. I am on every major operating system since Microsoft fucking Bob. I'm in your signs. I'm in your browsers. I'm in your instant messengers. I'm not just a font. I am a force of motherfucking nature and I will not rest until every uptight armchair typographer cock-hat like you is surrounded by my lovable, comic-book inspired, sans-serif badassery.

Enough of this bullshit. I'm gonna go get hammered with Papyrus.

The Black Keys - Too Afraid To Love You (Live in Studio)