WHO KNOWS EH?

if one was to just peruse the photos i post here one might think i have some sort of bathroom fetish... perhaps i do, i dunno... its not like I'm getting all hot and bothered when i search out into the darkness of the web looking for these photos... they just appear and i post them. perhaps its subliminal and i think all my postings are shit and need to be flushed. i remember when i found this pic there was a cool story attached to it and fuck if i can be bothered to find it... it was a good one though...

anybody have a story behind this photo they want to share? or make up?

i was stymied by a ten year olds go-cart on Friday and have to finish fixing it today and deliver it fixed by this afternoon. by the time they finish paying me to upgrade the damn chain, they could have bought the kid a fucking motorcycle... gah... I'll try to get back here later this afternoon to see whats happening! also glad some of you decided to check out walkers threesome of posts...

ummm... what else? this weekend was great. watched a killer sunset with cheese. had some folks up for some meat. (both buddies girlfriends are vegetarian and don't get much at home) so we bbq'd up about six pounds of the stuff... got invited to a pool party and spent the night after cheese and r-town found the jeager and vodka bottle bottoms. for some reason she also thought it was a good idea to....

WE INTERRUPT YOUR NORMALY SCHEDULED POST FOR THIS BIT OF INFORMATION FROM THE INNER VOICES HEADQUARTERS...

the inter-axle on the kw1 has just shattered on the highway and sent forty pound chunks of steel into the highway..

"yeah hi, this is Jenna at fernwood, i think we have some of your truck parts here in our parking lot" 1st phone call.

"i was just following your truck down the highway in the big sur and noticed a lot of parts falling out from the bottom of it..." 2nd phone call.

"i need Zack at the bottom of the yard RIGHT FUCKING NOW!" 3rd phone call.

yep, the inter-axle is toast and and took me an hour to remove the bits that were left so that we could lock the remaining axle and limp it back to the yard.... fuck... in an instant, my weeks schedule is now pushed back up to three days... grrrr....