And come up smellin’ like a new truck. I’ve got a 1999 Toyota Tacoma truck that I bought new (guess when). I’ve always thought of it as my “new” truck, as she still looks good, paint is shiny, & it always starts & gets me where I want to go (original battery too!).
I got a letter from Toyota USA last week indicating there may be some issues with the frames on trucks of my vintage. So off to the dealer I go, & sure enough, the frame’s got the STINKINGCRUDROT. That’s the bad (?) news.
The good news is that Toyota is buying back these trucks at 1.5x the Kelley Blue Book retail price, and all units are considered in excellent condition for this buyback.
So, here I am, with a damn near 10-year-old truck, & they’re going to give me the better part of $13k for it.
Happy crap like this doesn’t happen to me.
But y’know? I think I just might buy a new one for the $5k & change…
Sortin’ out the trash yesterday afternoon (we have to do that here), I was impressed with the sheer quantity of empty ammo boxes. Calibers with numbers from .22 to .45, & a shitton in between. Even with about half the total quantity somewhat crushed, they amounted to a 1/2 filled 33 gallon trash barrel! Folks, that’s a lot of cardboard.
And the cool part? Much of what was fired was done so by someone other than those who brought it. -----------------
A side benefit/curse of hosting an event, are the leftovers.
I’ve got a lifetime supply of Gatorade. Good supply of bottled water & soda. Still eating the beef jerky (mmmm…) Watermelon for breakfast, lunch & supper- good with the jerky for a balanced meal. Peanuts- Peanuts- Peanuts! I have enough brass to jumpstart the red metals economy were I to release it to the market. I’m still munchin’ on Lissa’s cookies (mostly just crumbs now- 8^(.