I have my car out for the summer and it has a new battery, so it starts which is always a plus, since push starting a 5 liter engine is a bitch and a half (see previous entry for elaboration on this).
I also have my pistol back, which makes me a happy person. They totally replaced the slide, and ‘fixed’ the catch. The fix looks alright, but I won’t be entirely satisfied with it until I have taken it out for some test firing.
So, that’s the good news. The bad news is that since it’s summer, nobody is around. It’s not as if I interact much anyway, but it’s nice to know that there are people out there in case I have a notion to do such. I, for some unexplained reason, am slightly obsessed with having the ability to do things. I want a sport bike because I could outrun the cops – not that I would ever do such, just that I could. I want a .50 caliber rifle so I can kill things a mile away – again, only so I could, not that I ever would be in a situation requiring this. And, I want people around so I can socialize – even though I don’t do so regularly, it’s the ability that holds the value for me.
Anyway, that’s all of “Surly’s life story” for now. I wouldn’t want to get to sentimental and ruin my cool uncaring image. 😛 For those who don’t know me so well, I promise I’m not nearly as mean as I pretend to be.
