Machine

My machine.
It tried its best.
Carried me and my bullshit.
Two years. More or less.
Mechanic, just today!
“drive it til it clunks out on you.”
No fixing the rattle.
Needs an engine transplant.
10 east, off ramp.
Sharp curve rolling stop.
Gas, there’s that rattle.
Fuck.
Louder? Radio off.
Louder. Damn it.
More pedal…shit, it’s loud.
Round my corner.
Rattle turned Clunk.
Motor swap.
I don’t think so.
Lack of funds.
270,000+ miles a full life.
Gold Goblin.


Special Olympics Fundraiser

My cousin in South Carolina has started a fundraising page for the Special Olympics in South Carolina. It’s a great cause! Share some Love.
To donate click on my cousin’s image, it will take to the fundraising page. Thank You!!


Crows

I always thought crows were scavengers until one day on a freeway on-ramp I saw a crow dive bombing into a bush.  On the third dive a squirrel shitting bricks darted out from the plant almost onto the road.  Traffic was slow enough to see this bit of action but not slow enough to witness the outcome.  This happened a few years ago.

Today, on the way to my job heading down the street  just a block from where I live  stood this crow picking at the ground.  I had my eye on it as I drove towards it and as I passed noticed it was eating a fresh kill.  A squirrel.

I circled the block pulled up rolled down my window and recorded the short video below.