NightWoundsTime
A nice hunk of young man
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Well, my first official post in the impressions thread. The opening post which was under my name wasn't really mine, I was already too tired to compose anything of value. Not that what showed up was valuable, but still better than what I could do at that point. And then I went back to Tampa....
So, it's been a good weekend. There are further updates on the one who has now been dubbed The Most Random Person in the Universe. It started rather innocently yesterday with an uneventful ride home from Miami to Tampa with the Atom in tow. This morning we were somewhat planning on getting up early after only a few hours of sleep and taking the car up to the hills of Central Florida, around Dade City and Brooksville. I slept through the alarm though and caught something more like 6 hours of sleep which was also good. After a bit of listening time with Wayne's 600 ohm custom DT990's and his old DT880's on my rig we got our butts in motion and took the car out a little closer to home. It was a great ride with some high speed moments, nice views, and a little bit of rain that actually felt good. All was right with the world when I bid Wayne goodbye at the airport, around 3:30 PM.
As I drove away from the airport, I realized that I did not have my phone. I had a nagging feeling that something could and probably would go wrong and I'd be out of contact. Nevermind that, I got some food, proceeded to hang out with a friend who was around when I got home, and eventually realized that it's my sister's birthday and I owed her a call. Found my phone, and yay, 4 new messages from Wayne and even his henchman Aaron (capable of making international calls so he had been called in as a possible liason). It seems that Mr Random mixed up his flight time from the correct 3:50 PM to the very incorrect 4:50 PM. Ok, so when I finally get ahold of him he's rented a car, with plans to drive to Miami and catch a flight from there in the morning. We bid our goodbyes and all is again well with the world........
Next call: "If I were to perhaps maybe want to take my Atom out for another ride tonight, how would I get there?"
Ok, it's cool, I understand. I give him directions which he in turn doesn't follow and instead goes to find John Travolta in Scientology land AKA Clearwater. He didn't manage to do that so he showed back up here and proceeded to call me many hurtful names for refusing to go back out in that wonderful fun car with him. If I didn't have to get up at 4 AM and work tomorrow I'd be all for another trip, but that's just not possible. I called him a few choice names back and he eventually got the point that I wasn't in. It's not that he's worn out his welcome, he can stay here for another month for all I care. I just can't come out and play anymore
. Anyway a friend of mine is going out with him now to get him around town safely, actually I just heard them pull out. Good luck to thee Sir Random, and I'll see you next time. Now I must sleep.
So, it's been a good weekend. There are further updates on the one who has now been dubbed The Most Random Person in the Universe. It started rather innocently yesterday with an uneventful ride home from Miami to Tampa with the Atom in tow. This morning we were somewhat planning on getting up early after only a few hours of sleep and taking the car up to the hills of Central Florida, around Dade City and Brooksville. I slept through the alarm though and caught something more like 6 hours of sleep which was also good. After a bit of listening time with Wayne's 600 ohm custom DT990's and his old DT880's on my rig we got our butts in motion and took the car out a little closer to home. It was a great ride with some high speed moments, nice views, and a little bit of rain that actually felt good. All was right with the world when I bid Wayne goodbye at the airport, around 3:30 PM.
As I drove away from the airport, I realized that I did not have my phone. I had a nagging feeling that something could and probably would go wrong and I'd be out of contact. Nevermind that, I got some food, proceeded to hang out with a friend who was around when I got home, and eventually realized that it's my sister's birthday and I owed her a call. Found my phone, and yay, 4 new messages from Wayne and even his henchman Aaron (capable of making international calls so he had been called in as a possible liason). It seems that Mr Random mixed up his flight time from the correct 3:50 PM to the very incorrect 4:50 PM. Ok, so when I finally get ahold of him he's rented a car, with plans to drive to Miami and catch a flight from there in the morning. We bid our goodbyes and all is again well with the world........
Next call: "If I were to perhaps maybe want to take my Atom out for another ride tonight, how would I get there?"
Ok, it's cool, I understand. I give him directions which he in turn doesn't follow and instead goes to find John Travolta in Scientology land AKA Clearwater. He didn't manage to do that so he showed back up here and proceeded to call me many hurtful names for refusing to go back out in that wonderful fun car with him. If I didn't have to get up at 4 AM and work tomorrow I'd be all for another trip, but that's just not possible. I called him a few choice names back and he eventually got the point that I wasn't in. It's not that he's worn out his welcome, he can stay here for another month for all I care. I just can't come out and play anymore
