mastercraftsman

A few days ago Casssie said she never met anyone interesting. I should say, be careful what you wish for. Ever since I moved to bland Charlotte, all I've met are some eclectic folks, to the point where nothing surprises me now.
A nice couple who call me family are an example. Kinda like opposites attract. She's a naturopathic doctor, and he's a cnc machinist. She's a vegetarian who loves the smell of pot but not tobacco, a pale skinned woman who insists she is a real African American, being born in Angola. He's a Bud drinkin', gun totin' outdoorsman who runs into an amazing number of ex-girlfriends whenever we're out and about. He has about a dozen assault rifles and as many handguns, which he loves for me to come along and test fire. Typical Spring Sunday up in Stanley County, about 60 miles north. I should say this is the heart of our own native zealots/terrorists, the Klan. Dixie flags are on nearly every house, and I've never seen an Asian or Hispanic person up there, much less a black person. Going 60mph up highway 49, a deputy going the OPPOSITE direction u-turns after passing us and flicks on his lights. We stop, and kindly inform the officer, who seemed surprised I didn't have an accent of some sort, that we were carrying firearms in the back. He takes one look at that arsenal and freaks, drawing his gun and telling us to get our hands up, calling for backup. This happens all the time with him, and he doesn't make it any easier when they ask him if he has permits "Fuck no, do YOU have a permit? They don't give permits, you should know the law...." Not again.....
They have teenage sons from previous marriages. One is a computer geek, quite, and shy. One is a rappin' redhead and a pool shark who only likes black girls. Amazingly, even they get along well. We have the most excellent barbeques, as my past girlfriends who came along thought they'd show up with a couple of crazy girls and be the wildest ones there.
Not....