It all started last week. I decided to get rid of my car. Two break-ins in 5 months and transmission problems were just too much for me to handle financially. It's really hard to justify putting a thousand dollars into a 1989 automobile. I put it up for sale on Ebay. I was very honest about that car. But for some reason the people bidding on my auction had no feedback and that made me think that it was just some punks jerking my chain. My reserve price wasn't a lot but the bidding never got up that high. It became painfully obvious that by the end of the auction the person that would end up with my car would probably be me!

NO

MORE

CAR!

Last Friday (at Late Show) my bosses were coming up with items to throw off the roof. And my boss Eric said we should use my car. I took my car off Ebay, the show bought my car for my low reserve and the rest is history! Everybody wins. Thanks, Eric!
I have to say, when I was standing next to the wreckage last night, it was a little weird. Yes, I wasn't going to do anything to save the car but how do I explain this? At 9 am I drove my car into the city; by 7:30 pm, I was riding the bus home. That's how I felt. That's heady stuff.

I called the nice couple I bought the car from two years ago, they were very excited to see the show. I don't mean to pat myself on the back but I thought that was pretty funny that I'd call them up. Imagine having the guy who bought your car from you two years ago, call up out of the blue and say that your old car is going to be smashed on the Late Show, ha ha.

It was a fun, exhausting day. I was supposed to see Mike Watt last night but I changed my mind. I wasn't in the mood for smoke, loud music and the late night. If it were a Friday night or even a Thursday night, that'd be different but a Monday -- that's nuts. That last sentence was a fragment but I'm not going to fix it - Microsoft Word be dammed! I'll see Watt next time around when his new CD comes out.

I think that's it.

Have a great day!

Always,

Bob