ill conceived......

So, it seems my initial decision to shut this fucker down was ill conceived and premature.... I could blame part of it on the Corona and the half jar of shine I got from DS Tim... although it put me in another dimension that had me in rare form, I believe it just brought to the surface a bucket of shit that's going through my head at the moment... and the initial response was to start trimming the fat, cutting strings, burning bridges, and digging my foxhole a little deeper... overhead cover, clear fields of fire, grenade sumps..... So, after pretending that this was just one more thing behind me, I had what alcholohics commonly refer to as a moment of clarity... The chalenge of a strong defense is that it's tactically static, and retaining the agility to move forward is often impossible... I had let the challenges ahead of me, foremost becomming a civilian, amoung other things, put me on the defense... yeh, well, it took 42 years... I finally had a moment of weakness... only proves I'm human... fuck off and fuck that, I'm over it. I'm gonna keep doing what I've been doing... using this for it's intended purpose... as an outlet and expression of that which interest or entertains me... or in simple terms, something to do when I can't fuck with my bike or annoy others while fucking with their bikes....

LEGAL DISCLAIMER: Alchohol was not considered or consumed during the composition of this post, and any indication to the contrary is merley coincidence