The lady I bought the Blazer from had washed it underneath the whole time she drove it. When I looked under it I found it nice and clean with no rust. My place seems to rust away what is sitting here for some reason. I had 2 1958 Cadillac's, a nice 1958 1 ton Ford pickup with a factory brush guard and the original radio and a 1958 Chevy pickup that I sold to a friend as they started to rust. Figured they needed to be inside or stored in a better place. Bought all of them for about $200.00 each, sold them for a lot more.

As for married with children, that notion never interested me as I saw it was something that I didn't want the responsibility for. I have always been a private person that found that I enjoyed my own company very much. Never wanted to be a super hero or something else that I wasn't. I've NEVER wished I was someone or something other then what I am. I'm still much like I was when I was 4 years old. When I think on it I've never had any real peers as I'm wired VERY differently then most others. Never been a fan of fantasy and fiction as a escape and such. My friends and others I know well tell me that I analyze everything. I like to put plenty of thought into most everything.

I realize that you and others are jealous of the way I live and am. I'm stress free, debt free and living my childhood dreams as I planed

Why should I have to join in with the masses and their superstitions and such? Don't require or need it.

I view the world and it's many much differently then you could imagine.

I see and understand the monster under the bed and the boogieman in the closet very well.

I tell my friends that they have to embrace what they are afraid of or don't understand. That they need to get to know themselves better.

I have found that there are NO others that want to talk about what I think about reality. All I know tell me that they like their fantasy and fictions very much and they require their superstitions.

I've tried to explain myself but the problem seems to be that the words and meanings don't exist as they are meant to be that way.

Nothing new under the sun when the many try an have their fun.



We are all still 4 years old, it all depends on what you were when you started.

I view most others my age as overgrown angry toddlers. I've met few that are happy campers as they are trying to run away from themselves and chase their fantasy and fictional realities.

My reality is far beyond what I say here as I upset others enough with the little that I do say.

Life is what you make it

most just try and fake it