by waaytoomuchintothis » Mon May 05, 2014 5:53 pm
You can always tell when someone has been there, looking through the fence.
Long term dreams are as important as long term memories, right? If my fantasy ever happens (I've been dreaming about this for five years, since I talked to Harry about it), and I get everyone here at the same time, we'll have 8 acres of ground to be insane on (murder badminton-15 on a side), and a 60 year old dirt race track only 7 miles away- Southside Speedway. On a clear, moist night in the summer, I can hear them run. Not to mention the trailers with race cars that go by on Friday afternoon in front of my place. I estimate that if it ever happens, there will be at least 7 trips to the airport and 100 pounds of meat on the grill (yes, I can do it). That's not to mention a block of 30+ tickets (the number keeps growing- there's more of us all the time), to the track. My shop is 1600 air conditioned square feet, and the tools can be shifted to make room for lots of rented cots. We'll make a barracks! (Jenny, Cindy, Jamie, etc, may have to come in the house to get any peace- maybe not? They are great! Lynne, you too!) We may have to have a bathroom schedule, but it can be done! At least that's what I make myself believe. How about a hickory grilled egg cheese biscuit breakfast with a grits souffle? Someday, guys... someday.
I'm dreamin', and I'm plannin'! Meanwhile, these gatherings in the real world give me encouragement.