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Don’t forget
To turn off the lights. Sometimes you just take a picture cause you want to. This is that picture.
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The feels
Not sure how I feel actually. Sucks but there are worse things in life. Like biting your tongue. Paper cuts. Death. So no big deal I was surprisingly calm. Ya get your week old car ran into and you should be mad. But I’m not. The end of summer car meet. A trip of 200 or so going up to Mt. Evans. To see the sunset from there is quite the site I’m told. It didn’t happen today I blessed Wallas shortly after I got it with the same cruse. But it was in the dark and I didn’t make it all the way up. I’m getting old. But today…
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Learning To Drive
Where I work has a big ol’ off-the-beaten-path 400 car parking lot. It sits empty pretty much. Today I witnessed a girl learning to ride a bike. Not judging but she looked to be about 14 or 17…. it -was- from a distance. Mom and Dad were eagerly yelling instructions out. Fun times. I first drove a car with the blessing of my Mom. I tagged along with her and Pam, who had her permit and needed practice. Marshdale Elementary parking lot. I remember it well. I spent time on the tether ball court while they did what they did, not really paying much attention. Mom was pretty patient, and there were no…
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Not the Asshole
My current job location, and given so few of us in the office, I have the luxury of parking in a heated underground garage. It’s a good thing actually. Often times I leave in the dark so it’s nice not having to trape around a dark parking lot. On snowy days, I feel guilty of bringing all that crud into the garage. I diligently brush off all the snow and ice from my drive to work, then park under cover for a while. At least long enough for most of it to fall off. Then around 10 or so, back under cover of a nice warm garage. On days it…
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Squaw Pass
I’m still moving content from my old site. The transition from a “page” site to a more bloggy site is a good thing. Not sure what it means if I ever move the site again, but with WordPress as the backbone, it should be easier. Still not thrilled with the format. Tryin’ to get it formatted in a way I like is challenging. Without spending money. =) It’s just a drive. Somedays, you just have to go away.
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50,000 Miles
This is my scooby truck, Morris hitting 50K miles. Traveling north on I-25 in New Mexico on my way back from Las Cruces. It’s December 30, 2010, a little after Noon. I am approaching mile marker 373. Is this monumental? Is it worthy of being included here? I don’t know, but it is. Here’s the video just for fun. Why does this matter? As I write this it’s a new decade. My car making it to 50 thousand miles. A first beer; a first kiss; a first speeding ticket. Some happen when technology is around to record the event. Others are just vague memories triggered by random stuff… Fuzzy edges…
