Right now I'm in Santa Cruz. All is sunny, laid back, chilled out. Except for the car mechanics who are looking at my car. Right now they are saying "Cracked head gasket, blah blah blah, $1800, blah blah blah, water out of the exhaust pipe, etc."
I say, I'm selling my car and buying a horse. Possibly a palamino. I've always wanted a pony. Plus, I sort of understand the workings of a horse. Food goes in, poop goes out. There you have it.
Enh. I'm sort of screwed, aren't I...
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I have a good friend who says that we should abondon all cement roads, put in dirt track, and have horse and wagon days again. I'm not that much of an extremist, but he does have a point.
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