Oweing to every boyhood dream of seeing the 'Real' thing or touching. This was probably The Most Beautiful woman of the time. Increadible looks, smart, charming.... everything you could want was right here neatly packaged. Look at the freshness and most wholesome. What was it like in those days? With Her ? Can you imagine .....yup..

And he told me

He told me that he was from another time... I set there, reasoning... what was this guy saying? I dropped my coins into the vending machine and just stared for some time, no one was waiting to get to the machine, I was torn between a cinnimon roll and corn chips, I got the tropical Skittles instead. He was still setting there, but it seemed that he knew I was going to be here and he was waiting. I never saw him before, his name was Greg.... I thought to myself, eyes half closed, slowly shaking my head .no...,, no, I hadn't seen him anywhere before...ever. He'd said that when I stopped seeing him, my dimension was in its optimum harmony, and that each event that ran askew would shorten the time he was visable. As though if I was guided by him, I could keep an opening, but that once he was gone, it would become too random for his uh... Square of space as it were to stay within the boundaries if my reality. Somehow he was in control of my reality, he was steering events, our time increasing in which to learn what it was that he needed to say. There was a reason why he steered time into my dimension, but I wasn't sure what had to do with me, but I gathered rather, that it happened to be a time shared with this particular girl that was in my harmony of time. I was beginning to (get it). Still it was nothing you could bank on, or figure tomorrow on. According to Greg, all our time dimensions run paralell and often times intermingle but for the most part are seperate, also that if you became aware, of actually 'attuned' to watch for the different signs, you could interact in time to steer events to happen by your input. I was also grasping that, but at this point I felt that I'd never master that one. But still, somehow, aside from myself somehow, another part of me instinctivly knew how, and was silently coaching my sub-conshious for the ability.

Just got bit.

Well some of you know that I bought a 1984 Dodge Ramcharger, and that the guy who I bought it from knowingly sold it to me with a cracked block. He was real slick on that one.Oh well, I learned a bit with that one on trading around here and what people are to be trusted and how far.? Anyway I put an add in Craigslist and decided to wait like I always say "by and by" for something to turn up in the right price range. Well a guy emailed me with an offer. It was an 80's Dodge 440ci. motor home motor. The price was only five hundred dollars and the accessories and transmission was included. It sounded like a ready to run outfit. Changes would be the motor mounts, the exhaust and a few little wireing and plumbing things. Well the jury's out, I'm waiting on some pictures this morning. I'm real tempted, but then I think of what changes in the MPG will be? Probably the same or less, I'm guessing a little less.
I guess my mind is running overtime.