Date: Thu, 21 Apr 2011 22:59:33 -0700
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From: Zeitgeist <gruengeist@GMAIL.COM>
Subject: Re: From Syncrofest to SyncroHaul
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It's Friday somewhere, and I enjoyed the ride--thanks!
On Thu, Apr 21, 2011 at 10:49 PM, miguel pacheco <mundopacheco@gmail.com>wrote:
> Well, I was pretty jazzed about attending Syncrofest. White, 91 Syncro AW.
> White as Fritz, hence the name. Just did the Burley/Abercrombie suspension
> upgrade deluxe and had the SVX running sweet. The two, in concert, were
> serving up deliciousness.....as in, this plus that equals delight. Yup, I
> was delighted! The future looked so bright, I had to wear my bikini, and so
> on. Last night we (as in me and my dog, Isabel) camped outside of Flagstaff
> in the middle of a hellish wind. There was debris flying all over. One of
> the debris was my antenna. ISYN! Really, I watched it blow, bend, snap and
> fly! While parked and trying to settle on the comforting thought of some
> past love, the constant suck, blow, suck, blow, of my rear window vents
> kept
> me up.....and off target. Four hours later, I emerged into the same world
> of
> wind, shaking Fritz to and fro and spank spank spanking him with the pitter
> patter of trash............ Flash forward about 100 miles, I was doing
> battle on I40W.....by this time there was no wind and the traffic was
> driving much slower than I'm accustomed to on the Interstate. I was right
> in there with them at around 65-70, when I feel a series of misses, or what
> seemed so, then an oil light, pulled over and engine died. I'm still with
> it
> and thinking about that bikini I'm going to wear. I'm hopeful and have no
> worries, so I say, what now Jesus? (BTW don't get excited, it's Jesus
> Martinez that I pray to.) I crank it and it sounds like a bucket of
> nails.....heh, the end baby.
> My ex texted me today. She said something full of joy, much like, 'You and
> Isabel have a safe trip and make lots of new friends!' I texted her back,
> 'yes, we did meet a new friend. His name is Jerry. Jerry the tow truck
> driver.
> My kids kept calling to make sure that Isabel was ok....'but is she ok?'
> .....'Is she?' No matter that Fritz's testosteronics were slathered, like a
> snail trail, across the Arizona blacktop.
> Amidst all this, I made the right decision. Well, the right decision for
> me.
> I had Jerry drop me at the Uhaul, where I rented a 10' van and a 'size
> challenged' trailer. I pressed on!
> Now I'm home and happy. My ex says I will be rewarded for my positive
> outlook and my brain is storming with thoughts of my next project......
> As I drove, homeward bound, I heard a smack across my windshield. My quick
> eye spied the flash of an antenna....no way!
>
>
> Miguel
>
> Remember when teachers, public employees, Planned Parenthood, NPR and PBS
> crashed the stock market, wiped out half of our 401Ks, took trillions in
> TARP money, spilled oil in the Gulf of Mexico, gave themselves billions in
> bonuses, and paid no taxes? Yeah, me neither.
>
--
Casey
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