So its pretty nice up here in the NW.. stays light until 10pm which leads to a lot of fishing.
No. I haven't caught anything yet. Hard to do serious angling with a 4 year old on board!
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Driven
So I've sold my car. I guess I put alot of time and energy into it over the years.. not to mention the money!
Why do I feel my freedom has been ripped from my bosom? Tangible evidence of coolness has been removed from my now insignificant life. I mourn the loss like a loved one that has been sold out from under me. Shadows fill my thoughts. Dark shadows in the form of a Harley Davidson spewing fire out the dual exhaust pipes reviving my soul and infusing me with coolness.
Alas it seems it is not to be.
The slow trickle of lameness creeps in wherever it can, now one way.. now another. This time it is coming at full force, in the shape of a travel trailer.. every young mans fear.
When the time in your life comes to choose a travel trailer over a dream machine, the crossroads of coolness/lameness are set before you. Many have fallen where the dusty trail splits , choosing the one that does not fit their life... Perhaps attempting to steal back their youth or maybe just acting out childhood dreams. Maybe they are beaten down to unconciousness by their partners.. shaming them into submission and forcing them to go the way of the Travel Trailer.
This is a plea for help.
Do not let me be uncool.
Vote Harley.
Sincerely yours,
Patrick
Why do I feel my freedom has been ripped from my bosom? Tangible evidence of coolness has been removed from my now insignificant life. I mourn the loss like a loved one that has been sold out from under me. Shadows fill my thoughts. Dark shadows in the form of a Harley Davidson spewing fire out the dual exhaust pipes reviving my soul and infusing me with coolness.
Alas it seems it is not to be.
The slow trickle of lameness creeps in wherever it can, now one way.. now another. This time it is coming at full force, in the shape of a travel trailer.. every young mans fear.
When the time in your life comes to choose a travel trailer over a dream machine, the crossroads of coolness/lameness are set before you. Many have fallen where the dusty trail splits , choosing the one that does not fit their life... Perhaps attempting to steal back their youth or maybe just acting out childhood dreams. Maybe they are beaten down to unconciousness by their partners.. shaming them into submission and forcing them to go the way of the Travel Trailer.
This is a plea for help.
Do not let me be uncool.
Vote Harley.
Sincerely yours,
Patrick
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