Okay out of just nothing to do watched Top Gun. I have seen this movie now for the upteenth time. My question is always, why they had to bring in a love interest into the film? The lovey dovey crap is just that crap. How about showing the real deal of going through a Top Gun, class? And what was the Volley Ball scene for? Just something to throw in to fill time? Shit, of all the military aviation films of that time, albeit Air Force based, still Iron Eagle was and is the best ever done. Period. There wasn't a bunch of lovey dovey bullshit, Iron Eagle was an air to air combat film, and that's what Top Gun isn't and Iron Eagle was. Although there is talking of a Top Gun 2 , out there, that's never been confirmed and second I think America is Tom Cruised out.
Then this morning my lad SheWolf called, just wondering how I was. The answer is lousy. I'm still searching around here for a shop that I can afford. As for my lady , I love her to death, which adds to the stress of it, as without that shop , I can't make the extra money it will take to support us both. Likewise and while it wouldn't be cause for the club to give me the boot, but without the shop, I'm no use to them and therefore no support in any way from the Knytes. With so much more to do to LexiBelle and all, even to the degree of leaving this shit hole called Etown, that without a shop I'm stuck here. So even if and I do have visions of getting hitched, and settling down, without the shop, there's just no way. Love and all is nice, but no money flow from the shop or me going toewing, means there could not be no hitchin. And if the next question is, " What about the radio gig?" The answer is simple, the radio gig is the outreach from the Knytes and the WolfPack to those on the road trucking and flying in the air. Without the shop and/or LexiBelle and me going toewing, I'd be all to phony, to be on radio in any capacity, howling about going trucking, flying or anything else. I now start looking back on that fateful night me and a few club members sat in that office in Woods Cross Utah having a few barley pops, and stumbling on that notice from the FCC of a gone dark radio station here in Etown. Of which because of that and a few other things, I have decided to just stop drinking. Beer or anything, all that does is makes one more stupid.
I didn't do much Sunday, Rick texted me telling me his ball joints were shot, so no trip to Utah to fetch my Cousin Bud's car, and with my feelings about our LDS Ward right now, I just went to sleep, and stayed asleep, as there really wasn't any real reason to wake up, and I half prayed that I wouldn't. No I'm not going to off myself or commit no suicide , still if the Reaper showed up, there would be no resistence or hessitation . No I'm not going to hurry up death, but I'd just asoon, have the Earth stop for a few , so I can get off, and be forgotten.
Without my shop, and/or LexiBelle there ain't much left if anything to live for.
TTYLY
