Well, I had grandiose plans to attend come heck or high water.
Disfortunately, some criminal decided that I was no longer a deserving soul, and cramped my life in a rather fundamental way.
To wit, my car was stolen 2 weeks ago.
Now I am without wheels, an income, a job, or a bank account.
This circumstance has had me in a rather murderous state of mind, hence my lack of posts lately.
Hard to be civil when you want to commit slaughter.
At least I still have a nice gun collection, but I may have to compromise a Primary Collecting Rule:
Sell Nothing! :banghead:
Still got my hardware, (No guns in the car, thank goodness.) and a rent-free roof, but I am reduced to footitude.
Only losers ride the bus. Looks like I lost. Don't even have a friggin' picture to remember the most beat-to-crap Porsche 928 to have blood, sweat and tears imbued into it to keep it going. I was going so far as to manaufacture my own parts due to expense/lack of availability.
Some days I wonder why I even make the effort. Doesn't seem to pay to so much as get out of bed, lately.
I always knew before, but I hate rub-your-nose-in-it reminders.
Life SUCKS!
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