September 12, 2011

  • #9122011

    it was a good run
    gotta listen to that spirit...
    "...on a cool September morning riding the back alleys in search of treasure, he  wondered almost aloud if he did indeed have a familiar spirit that helps him find metal, and just how such things were supposed to be viewed from the strict christian viewpoint he felt some kind allegiance to but instead always felt happier when he just listened to the mysteries and voices inside his own head ... and right then as re rolled down the alley (in neutral, of course to save gas)  he knew he loved that familiar spirit much as he would love a black kitty cat and there lo and behold was a stainless steel coca cola fountain drink dispenser...and the amazing thing was, he had no surprise whatsoever by this point, just an overwhelming feeling of joy and laughing at his waif 135lb self wrestling this 350lb sacred monolith into the back of his truck which was running on fumes and and water vapor....of course he got it in the truck, his back barely even complaining. he was happy, and for the moment, he was free
    ....but to stay that way, he needed to get off the road with treasure and expired numerical stickers upon his windshield....that, and the truck was dangerously low on gas.
    such of course, was the story of his life." ~ from the scrap metal diaries

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