yesterday was a bit wierd.. i spent a few hours at work not really doing anything.. then after lunch i decided to take off and go get a gas welding rig and a a/c arch welder from my brother-n-law that he never even used. It once belonged to my great uncle and was stored for a few many years. the basterd was too cheap to fill the bottles and so it just sat there.... any ways, i decided to take back what was rightfully mine and get the bottles filled up. im happy now i have three different types of welders. now i just need a tig(wich is alot of money)...one day, oh and maby a plasma cutter that would be nice. ok, then i went home worked on the buick had it running for a few minutes while i watched to see if it had any prolems it didnt and i shut it down.. i started working on the cadillac after that. cleaned up the welds on the body mods im doing to it and put a thin layer of bondo over the top of it and proceeded to smooth it out.it was really taking shape fast. the sun had gone down and i was done with working on stuff for the day, but i could not sit down. i still had the feelling that i needed to do somthing, so i went to the coffee shop and read about a hundred pages of my newesy book" three can keep a secret if two are dead" history about the Hell's Angels. I really like the book. it written very different than that of any other book i have read. its very vulgar, i think it is written twords bikers, by a biker.. wich would seem fitting seeing how they know so much about the club, and the only people that might be reading it would most likely be other bikers.. anyways i etill feel like i did not acomplish much last night. even thought when i write it out it sure seems like i did alot of stuff.. i dont think any one will even read this, i think im talking to myself, oh well. 