hey you. yeah, mr crankypants getting all in a twist about something that isn't accurate. i've known more than a couple people in the military over the years, and the reference to "someone I used to know" wasn't about you. i still know you, or maybe i've un-earned that. none the less it was about someone i was close to for 16 years, best friends with for much of it, who decided he didn't need me in his life anymore. NOT YOU.

ok?

and in general, and less cryptically to my broader audience (of 6 i think), the cars are slowly getting fixed, betty is even now getting a new engine, and assorted other things that they keep finding need to be replaced, but the glory of betty the westfalia will be re-instated by the end of the week. sweet. the first weekend that we can we're going to take her out to the coast and have some overdue romantic beach champagne. with a wet dog.

my ugly little beasty got new tires. some sweet sweet high traction in the rain kind of tires. it was overdue, and now it rides like a frickin nascar zippy beast. the next thing is to get engine work done. after i get done helping to bankroll betty we'll take a look at the car not cool enough to have a name.

the summer of sick continues. i briefly hoped i could blame all this crap on allergies, but no, i can't. i have a cold again, either that or b. caught my allergies. but we found a new doc and hopefully all will become clear. i'm waiting to see if he can help with the 9 or 12 other major issues.

and so it goes.

and mr crankypants? remember. NOT YOU. hugs, and lick the dog for me.