The most productive week ever...
You know them chip and dale dancers, I used to be a chips ahoy dancer. -Larry the Cable Guy
Hmmm, I string trimmed for another hour and a half today... finally it's over. I hate string trimming so much, I've told ya'll this already, right? God created it just to spite me, I'm convinced. Then, he made me fall on my back and slam my shoulder into a rock, whilst trying to keep hard plastic string from slicing into my body. My life can get back to normal now. And, from now on, I'm exploiting a child labor source to do weed-eating.
So, this week was uncharacteristically productive for me. I didn't necessarily make a bunch of money, but I worked every damn day. Amazing, isn't it? I don't think I've done that in something like 5 years.
Finally getting a damn motorcycle. Yeah, it's not all that super... but it's free. It's an 80s Kawasaki 454LTD, supposedly the fastest bike in its class... for that time period, of course (which will give the '54 Vincent Rapide C some company in the out-dated fast motorcycle garage I'm starting). There's only one small catch, it's in pieces... it's all there, it just needs assembled and painted. Hey, I can do that... finally, my dirt bike maintenance will pay off. Anybody who has any mechanical knowledge whatsoever is, however, encouraged to join the cause.
I shall be in Albany this weekend... maybe I'll come up tomorrow, don't know what the plan is yet. I have to speak to Benjamin about house painting and stuff (we have spoken, there is no house painting to be had).
Anyways, I shall be shooting people Sunday, and I will be burning steaks and drinking beer on Monday. Good times will be had by all, I'm convinced of it.
And, that's all the news that's fit to print.
Hmmm, I string trimmed for another hour and a half today... finally it's over. I hate string trimming so much, I've told ya'll this already, right? God created it just to spite me, I'm convinced. Then, he made me fall on my back and slam my shoulder into a rock, whilst trying to keep hard plastic string from slicing into my body. My life can get back to normal now. And, from now on, I'm exploiting a child labor source to do weed-eating.
So, this week was uncharacteristically productive for me. I didn't necessarily make a bunch of money, but I worked every damn day. Amazing, isn't it? I don't think I've done that in something like 5 years.
Finally getting a damn motorcycle. Yeah, it's not all that super... but it's free. It's an 80s Kawasaki 454LTD, supposedly the fastest bike in its class... for that time period, of course (which will give the '54 Vincent Rapide C some company in the out-dated fast motorcycle garage I'm starting). There's only one small catch, it's in pieces... it's all there, it just needs assembled and painted. Hey, I can do that... finally, my dirt bike maintenance will pay off. Anybody who has any mechanical knowledge whatsoever is, however, encouraged to join the cause.
I shall be in Albany this weekend... maybe I'll come up tomorrow, don't know what the plan is yet. I have to speak to Benjamin about house painting and stuff (we have spoken, there is no house painting to be had).
Anyways, I shall be shooting people Sunday, and I will be burning steaks and drinking beer on Monday. Good times will be had by all, I'm convinced of it.
And, that's all the news that's fit to print.