motor candel

my first post. woo hoo , well today i learned how to change a spark plug on my vespa. for the first time i did something involving a engine that worked. man it feels good. i have been spending a lot of time lately watching gay softball. and im suprised how entertaining it is. lots of witty banter. and no one seems all that upset if they loose. and the chants are pretty funny. last night i vistited my friend scott while he was dj-ing at the dirty duck. its always neat to go to a gay bar and hear good old metal. he also gave me a alice cooper cd that ill listen too in my car soon. the night ended with me racing home as fast as i could hoping to make it to my bathroom. it was a race against time but i won. thank god. i had some bazar dreams about nuclear motorcycles. there was a warehouse that i stumbled on . dont know why i was looking thru warehouses but i was and i found this one and it had a red nuclear motorcycle. when you started it a wave of nuclear evil fire would go flowing out in a circle around the bike. so my dream was basicly me hiding everytime someone wanted to start the nuclear motorcycle. which was about every couple seconds. i would go running behind stuff leaping and diving. sounds funny but i woke up in sweats. oh yeah and i woke up on an air mattress. maybe thats the problem. sleeping on the floor in a basement is like tempting all the evil spiders in the house to come climb in your ears and make a home. i checked thought and im ok and spider free. i think.