Welcome to my little ol' blog. I'll be upfront about it: I don't blog very often any more. If you found your way here because you read my book "Trailer Life," have a gander! But it's easier to keep up with me on Instagram or on my Facebook page. I have this long, drawn out theory on why I'm a terrible blogger, but that is a story for another day. Enjoy the ramblings of my life from the last 8 years or so.
Friday, December 5, 2008
I wasn't privy to the conversation, but apparently Ryan and Jimmy were talking and Jimmy mentioned how cool it would be to own a Porshe. Like, the ugly one. Here you go, Jimmy- if you want contact info, I have it for you. Nothin' like a pea green 1971 two seater to lure the ladies.
On another car related note- Ryan and I saw our first bio-diesel truck. Or rather, we SMELLED our first bio-diesel truck. It looked like any other flat bed beastly pick-up, except it had an extra black tank on the bed against the cab. (Not uncommon where we live anyway.) After about five miles of smelling Burger King, and NO BK for miles around, we decided that guy was running on french fry grease. And it smelled GOOD.