It's been a few days.
And the usual has happened. Work, exercise and a bar run. Headed into work today to replace the rear main seal in my Cherokee and hopefully still have some time to do some welding on the cage of my Waggy. Managed to pull out the fuel cell and figure out a fan mount for the raidator. Then I proceeded to romeve both of those and the rear axle. I should have unfettered access to everything I need to weld in the rear of this thing.
I need to start reading more. Caught some really great movies this past week or so. Garden State is one of them. Being from there, it means a lot to me. The soundtrack is amazing. You should all have a listen to it.
On the love life? Nothing. 2 people have said they are interested. This is two more than the previous. But they both retain the notion that the goatee must go. One of them is from Texas and has never actually seen me, only in pictures. But still. Get over it. I must be attracting those types of people. Maybe it's a passing phase. Maybe just around the bend is Mrs. Right.
It's not that I am lonely. I mean... sometimes I am. It's just that I want to feel wanted for exactly who I am. You know?
"I'm looking in on the good life I might be doomed never to find."
Song's been stuck in my head for days. One of those that gives you goosebumps when you hear it.
I remember watching my brother get beaten up once. We were really young, still living with my Dad's Mom on Edwards Road in Parsippany. We were at the grade school 2 doors down and there were a few bullies there that told him he did something wrong. I can't remember what. Maybe he broke a window? I dunno. Anyway, they got in trouble for it so they knocked him around a bit and I just stood there and watched. I wish there was more of it. No. I wish he learned to stop screwing other people. In all ways.
And I remember making grape jelly with Gram. Squashing all the grapes we picked from the neighbor's yard (Barry?) in this big washtub just outside the front door. On the little cement patio under the shade that the sappy pine trees laid out for us.
OK. I gotta go do some things at the shop. Have a fun day, kids.
I need to start reading more. Caught some really great movies this past week or so. Garden State is one of them. Being from there, it means a lot to me. The soundtrack is amazing. You should all have a listen to it.
On the love life? Nothing. 2 people have said they are interested. This is two more than the previous. But they both retain the notion that the goatee must go. One of them is from Texas and has never actually seen me, only in pictures. But still. Get over it. I must be attracting those types of people. Maybe it's a passing phase. Maybe just around the bend is Mrs. Right.
It's not that I am lonely. I mean... sometimes I am. It's just that I want to feel wanted for exactly who I am. You know?
"I'm looking in on the good life I might be doomed never to find."
Song's been stuck in my head for days. One of those that gives you goosebumps when you hear it.
I remember watching my brother get beaten up once. We were really young, still living with my Dad's Mom on Edwards Road in Parsippany. We were at the grade school 2 doors down and there were a few bullies there that told him he did something wrong. I can't remember what. Maybe he broke a window? I dunno. Anyway, they got in trouble for it so they knocked him around a bit and I just stood there and watched. I wish there was more of it. No. I wish he learned to stop screwing other people. In all ways.
And I remember making grape jelly with Gram. Squashing all the grapes we picked from the neighbor's yard (Barry?) in this big washtub just outside the front door. On the little cement patio under the shade that the sappy pine trees laid out for us.
OK. I gotta go do some things at the shop. Have a fun day, kids.
posted by Rich at 7/24/2005 08:09:00 AM
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