1939 chevy master deluxe
…now it’s summer, it’s hotter than h-e-double toothpicks, as my better half would say.
where have my gloomy, cool days gone? just last week it was in the sixties and sprinkly. this week has legit hit the nineties. eff that. hate summer. i should just become a hermit, and stay in a darkened air-conditioned room until winter.
but then i’d miss all the car shows. so i will again have to play the game of rolling out of bed far too early to catch cars before the sun makes it unbearable, or evening shows, which late summer makes no difference.
doctor always says to lose weight. maybe if i drop some of this blubber, it wouldn’t be so bad. and if i drop the medicine that helps keep it right where it is. youth is wasted on the young, truly.
did not go anywhere this weekend. worked late friday, so had to stay down at my mom’s. she hates when i leave. got home late afternoon on saturday and made guacamole again.
currently waiting for a big pan of homemade lasagna to finish melting the cheese so i can satisfy this craving.
master deluxe i saw down in san diego, waiting to get in chicano park. had a little black mini car hanging off the back of it.