Monday on the way home from my chiropractor appointment, I'm sitting at a red light about to turn right onto a highway onramp that will lead to my doctor's appointment. As I wait, a van pulling a pop-up camper comes off the offramp to my left, turns left to proceed in the same direction I am pointing; under the highway bridge. Suprised, I witness the camper's Propane tank seperate itself, take three hard bounces on the pavement, and roll off the road and under the bridge.
When I was little I loved watching the Dukes Of Hazzard! And still do. Nothing better than Bo and Luke duke sliding over the hood of the General Lee and in the windows to spit up some gravel in the face of everybody.
The first concert I can remember (my folks say I've been to earlier ones) was White Zombie, with Ramones (on one of their farewell tours), and the Vandals.
One of my earliest memories is that of my sister's birth.I don’t know when i was first told, but I knew she was born in Lakewood Forest, Illinois.We always used to say it, whenever asked; "Lakewood Forest, Illinois" rolled off our tongues like familiar lyrics to a song.That was accurate enough for me; I remember my father was stationed at Fort Sheridan Illinois as a military police in the U.S.
I was living upstate NY at the time, and finally got my license back: I needed a ride. I had been looking around and I think it was my good friend Tom Falco who found the car online at Colonie (sp?) Chevrolet. It was $10k, which was my biggest asset to date and the most I had ever financed before... Anxiety!
This is the first brand new vehicle i have ever owned. it had less than 50 miles on it when i bought it December 28, 2010. we went with the full-size pickup as it was getting kind of hard fitting a family of five in the S-10. the girls had a big hand in deciding which truck we bought and with what accessories. after looking around for a while, i chose the chevy based on fuel economy. while i was settling on the specific truck, we brought the girls out to test.
I remember one night, working late at Perkins, Jeremy Wheater and I decided to race home. It was approximately an 11 mile stretch back to Sparta from the restaurant. I had my '86 Blue Chevy Cavalier Station Wagon, and he had his '86 Blue Chevy Cavalier. It was an nice, even matchup. We took off at the same time. He got stopped by all red lights. I got stopped by blue and red lights -- the cops again!