How many times had she rescued it? She'd lost
count. It seemed that every year since she'd gotten it, it had dwindled
down to nothing and she'd had to give it a serious haircut to get it
going again. It would, almost overnight, grow lush and full only to
start dwindling and drooping again with no warning. How often she had
looked at it, remembering, or drawing comfort from its upright eager
vines that never seemed to quit. Poor Charlie, she thought. How many
more times can I hack away at you like this and expect you to live?
Again they slow down, then stop, look about, they hear
the water slapping the bank from the Great Lake again, but can not see
it. The breeze from the lake is picking up, as the window is rolled down
they can feel the breeze, there is a chill to it, so they roll it up a
bit more. Trees are swaying.
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Probably about
80-something percent. I'll be able to make a fist again. There's a
knuckle I'll never be able to move again, but that's probably the only
permanent damage, other than the scarring. I quickly came to a startling conclusion: people
will sing along to anything. The content of the song doesn't matter.
Politics simply don't enter into it. People are really singing along to
the melody, or the bass line or something. What the words actually mean
is immaterial.
I had just started on another beer when someone dropped a few
coins in the juke box. The music was bad country. To my utter disgust
the first song that played was that "I want to stick a boot up your
butt" super-patriotic, ultra-jingoist thing by the guy in the
buy truck
flatbeds commercials. The people around me began to sing
along loudly. From shopping around and purchasing just the right part, to finding
a mechanic that can work on classic cars to purchasing an already
restored car; the Internet has already transformed a chore that used to
take weeks and sometimes months, into just hours, or possibly days. I know that $20,900 is a goodly sum of money, but in 13 years we
more than doubled our money. And that is looking at just the financial
aspect of it. The many wonderful hours we had working on something
together that we both love, you can't even put a price tag on
that. So to keep safety on your side,
make sure that you check the steering system and the suspension system
of your vehicle at least once a year. This should be done so that you
keep away from accidents and crashes.