After ten years of faithful service, five in my hands, my truck has reached its retirement.
let us now have a moment of silene for La Trucka in her final hours.
I happen to be very attached to this truck.
She was my Dadbaby's (grandather's nickname) and then mine

moving twice. Tower records, Java city, costco, World of beauty, Red shield, demo's by design, and pete's cafe. Three moving violations and countless parking tickets.

Trips to San Francisco from Sac, trips to LA with eric. Unusual trysts with roomates boyfriends, road trips to jackson with ryan and mike. Horrible gas mileage, no air conditioning, two stereos stolen one major accident, cats, dogs and 20 some-odd roomates, akward sexual encounters, stealing lumber from construction sites, turning left all night long with ryan rake, argueing all night long with michael sparks, eric ... and me ... hee hee hee ... yeah.
She has seen my entire adult life and kept me safe.

Fucking A it's only an object... right?





yeah.... next post.... car number two: Electric Bugaloo!