so it's 9:37. and no one, not even a mouse is stirring on the board, but me... and i too soon will be gone. There is an some sort of strange music played in a minor key whispering accross the cat tails to an off beat march. It sounds like a mixture of arabic meets western but got drunk... cordova must be soon... and everyone must be out putting their cars back together, or doing tune ups....

Good bye board, i won't see you for a couple of days... with any luck, i will see all those ghosts i know from this town on sunday. till then, best of luck, **** off, and have a nice weekend.

10:46pm... HELLO?...nothing. Everyone keep working. If nothing else, SCDC gives an opportunity to modify your car in a hurry.

DAMN SUN. cant work in the dark. BOOOOOH!

12:42. Darkness schmarkness. I'm off to build some cars! The cover of darkness makes them faster.

Keep raindancing there Spy!

so, the birds have come out to egg me on with their incestant chanting. bongo's in the distance, a tribal chant, the which doctor... it's 3:48, and no ones here, quote the raven never more... WHERE THE **** IS EVERYBODY? still working, planning, hatching, maniacle bastards in this town...
MUHAA HAA HAAA
okay, bub bye.