Posted 6th February 2008 at 01:29 byQuebeker (My (useless) blog.)
Updated 6th February 2008 at 04:37 byQuebeker
I was thinking about the mistakes I made in my life.
I drank too much.
I did some drugs.
To the point of being homeless for a while.
I lied to family members, employers and friends.
I have been a jerk to some people.
I dumped a woman or two that I loved.
I wasted my money on crap when I should have saved it for a rainy day.
I killed (accidentally) a cat.
Blamed other people for some of my screw-ups.
I didn't always do...
Posted 17th September 2015 at 04:04 byNolemags Updated 1 Week Ago at 00:42 byNolemags(typo)
Every damn day I would go into the workshop to do anything I would try not to look at the ’69 sportster on the stand with its guts all hanging out on the concrete. An old fry pan holding motor oil with a layer of sawdust sat underneath. The sportster didn’t blink. But I couldn’t help but feel ashamed for tearing up that transmission three years earlier. And even more ashamed for not putting her back together.
I knew that one day, it would all wait and the priority would be to put...