~~”...think you may be a tight-assed blond with two kids upper middle-class subdivision of Vegas.

Esclonade or Pathfinder?”~~

Dead-wrong on all counts, ...’cept the two kids.

Spinning iz a head & heart blood sweat & tears kick of a bad mutha cardiovascular workout...’specially with m’ bride training right beside me three dayz a week; ...wouldn’t be so quick to slam it...bud.

Transportation:  Pearl-colored 2004 SS Monte Carlo/loaded (nearing the end of it’s lease)...& a way-used Nissan 4X4 work truck...with heavy ladder rack & shell.

In the garage, ...just because, iz a just-off-winter-blocks Silver Anniversary Corvette with 35K miles on a stick shift L-82 motor; great ol’ bought-for-my-best-gal-on-three-year-terms-&-paid-in-full-a-few-years-ago used American hotrod/appreciating asset for weekend drives...that I absolutely dig watchin’ my ocean-eyed & vanilla-haired bride drive up in on a sunny day...or in the early evening with the pop-up headlights beaming...while I’m mowing our very meager half acre of partly wooded Midwestern dirt/flora & fauna, chopping wood by a fire...or throwing a baseball/football/frisbee with m’ sons.

...on th’ way home from spinning we were in the Monte Carlo listening to big@l’s BU2 mix.

...not sure what your hang-up with constant disapproval iz,

...but here’s to your health, Kevin.

[...whatz your story?]