| Dear Friends... especially David,
Now you actually have reason to hate me... well, at least envy me. Yesterday I bought the coolest thing I've ever owned. I bought my first car through a dealership (Greens, of course!). This is one amazing car... just see the picture below! Anywho, of course you can't drive it, ride in it, hell, I'm not going to let anyone even look at it until I feel necessary! Actually, right now it's in storage for the fall/winter/spring. This baby will never see a drop of rain or flake of snow as far as I'm concerned. Hell, this car is more important than any of my future kids. This car will come first over them. So, what kind of car is it? 2008 orange Chevrolet Corvette... manual transmission of course! Too bad I'll be paying for this baby for freakin' ever... and my job barely covers the payments too... I might have to drop out of college and get another full time job so I can pay this car off... The new owner of an '08 Vette,
Cody
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| I drove this today...
 (stock photo of 2008 Red Sebring Convertible) Stop drooling over my job,
Cody
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| Ok, I've been meaning to write this post for a while now, but I keep forgetting. Anywho, there's something odd about the smells of summer. I've noticed one particular thing. But before I say it, I'll paint a little scene for you...
Imagine, if you will, that you're driving down the road during the weekend and people are cutting their grass. But that's not how you notice it, not by sight, but by smell.
Now, to me, it's always been a good smell of fond memories. However, as of late I've noticed that the smell of cut grass kinda smells like watermellon.
Yeah, I'm wierd, live with it,
Cody
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