October 17, 2005
I’m so excited about my new watch. My self-assembled “Omega” is sorta having some issues. Instead of disassembling it again, I’m just going to save it for more formal wear. Besides, I’m scared of losing it somehow downtown. So I set out to find a new beater watch.
It had to be cheap so I looked on TimeZone.com’s Sales Corner. I solicited and got some e-mails. Eventually, I settled on this great, like-new Hamilton Khaki Field Automatic at 38mm. The seller included both a nice carbon fiber water resistant strap and a cool rubber dive strap with a push button deployant clasp. Today, the nice mailman knocked on my door with my new Hammy!
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October 9, 2005
The weather was so great today, a brisk October day without a cloud in the sky.
We decided to go to Plymouth Orchards even though we just went to the cider mill yesterday. It was fun and kind of cool to be around a real, sort of, farm. There were barnyard animals, a pumpkin patch, apple trees, cider, and donuts!
Unfortunately, they ran out of the apples we wanted to buy. Oh well, it was fun. We had a nice wagon ride.
October 5, 2005
Last year, I skated into cross traffic on ice. Not crystal meth or wheels lined with diamonds though, which some might consider unfortunate. But fortunately, for me, there was a break in the line of oncoming cars. In addition, during a couple left turns I would end up in the right lane aiming for the left. Quite scary.
So, this is what Brown left for me today:
Two sets of Dunlop WinterSport M3s mounted on black painted steel wheels. Hubcaps are in the boxes. Hopefully, they’ll handle any storm thrown at ’em because it’s supposed to start getting pretty cold pretty fast.
Obviously, an SUV would make me impervious to the inclement weather, right? I would be able to speed past all the sorry cars struggling to go even 5 or 10 mph. Nothing would be able to stop me!! :jittery: However, one thing that’s sorta amusing is that many of the accidents I see or cars in ditches are SUVs. They go fast, but they can’t turn or stop.
