Saturday, December 01, 2007

Lotsa thoughts.

So, yeah.

I finally got this thing to work with Firefox, which is the best 'net browser EVER. Hopefully it will help me become more Bloggerific or something.

Anyways.

Your humble scribe has been doing fairly well since last time I blogged. I managed to get hold of my anger problem with some professional help. It's good to not feel angry at the world. Hell, I rarely get road rage anymore, even!

I still have things that irritate me, but I laugh and move on. Without all that angry crap, I can turn my thoughts to other things, like chasing pretty ladies.

An example:

I spent some time the other day contemplating Porsches. Tough job. Some research on ebay and autotrader shows that I can almost afford an older 944 or 928. Sweet. The weird thing is, I hadn't given the marque much thought until this revelation. I've also discovered that I rather prefer the looks of the more vintage Porsches to those of the new ones. Don't get me wrong, I'd happily take a new 911, but I'd sell it and get myself a nice older one.



See, this car speaks to me on a level I can't explain. The new ones, while very nice, just don't do that. I suspect Steve McQueen would understand.


Happy days are here again at Stately PartsGuy Manor. I located a nice fiberglass topper for the PartsTruck, so I can ditch the tonneau cover on there now, and gain some lockable storage space. I also plan on doing a few things to it in order to use the truck for camping next summer. I plan on rigging one side to hold an awning, so I have a nice shady spot for taking a nap, reading, or just plain chillin'. Should be really awesome when I get it done. Plans are formulating in my head as I type.


Snow has blanketed the part of the country that your humble scribe calls home. With the snow come idiots. Folks, if you're in a snowstorm, and you own a white or gray vehicle, TURN YOUR DAMN LIGHTS ON SO WE CAN SEE YOU!! I mean, seriously, it could save you a LOT of grief down the road. Don't be a peckerhead.

My Xmas shopping is about halfway done. I called the PartsBros to find out what their various offspring wanted. One bro answered his celly. HIS kids get nice quiet presents, like Matchbox cars and the like. Other PartsBro didn't answer his celly. I left him a nice message, went something like this:


"Hi, this is the PartsGuy. I'm doing a wee bit of Xmas shopping right now, and I'm not sure what to get for your kid. So, unless I get some ideas, I'm just gonna find something noisy. MUAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA."


The guy stocking shelves thought it was hilarious.


Needless to say, his kid's getting a REALLY noisy toy. Being Uncle PartsGuy ROCKS!

Well, off I go. I promise to try and write stuff more often. Next time, I might even be funny!!