Been a crazy week for me I suppose. Went and did my taxes on Monday. I feel like Uncle Sam sucker punched me in the testicles and then stole my wallet while I was laying on the ground, rolling around in agony. Then, as I look up through teary eyes, his good friend The Block takes my watch, spits in my face and says that should cover my filing fees. Then, as I'm about to get up, a long leaf pine pelts me in the face with pine cones and then steals my sneakers. The streets around here are rough. I saw this car in the Wal-Mart parking lot a few weeks ago. I posted it to Crackbook hoping that my grandpa would see it but I'm not sure if he did. I know he reads my blog (well, at least that's what he tells me) so hopefully he will see it here. What a slick car, for sure. Okay, by now I'm sure you're thinking to yourself, "Well, he covered taxes, he covered classic cars...so now he's GOT to write about the fakers". Typically, you would...
This is a wild mess of a world we live in and I'm just trying to navigate it in the best way that I know how. Come along with me for the ride. You never know, it might be that one thing that changes your life forever...