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I have no idea what that means. Will someone, I don't care who, tell me what the hell that means (sorry, not going to do another swearing blog post as I am sure it irritates some of my blog faithful - that last line was a direct quote from none other than Jack Burton, had to do it). Is it laugh out loud, lots of laughs, lots of love, liverwurst on lettuce, lemons or limes. I refuse to use the lame text speak. It bugs me. LOL. Maybe it means 'learn our language' and is directed to hosers that are my age and caught in this techno gap. Maybe I am just old fashioned and a bit slower in the techno arena of life than others my age and quite possibly older. Maybe I just really don't care.

DBLSHINWMP. See, now that's what I'm talking about. Did I just say I was caught in a techno gap? Not so. If you can't tell me what that means then perhaps it is you that is stuck in a gap wishing you had a bit more techno prowess. I know your looking at it and trying to figure it out. Good luck - it has nothing to do with being a douche bag Dave. Now I have probably offended someone for sure.

Tonight was story time. We were talking about the old flame thrower. That's right the Mazda RX7 with Rotary engine. I told a story about shooting flames out the back of that thing while switching gears. Jack thought it was the best thing ever. He was laughing hysterically, pacing and spinning around the living room keeping his eyes fixed on me and wanting me to tell it again. I shared a couple of the old racing tales like the time I raced Jason Garner from the 4 way stop at Sonoma and 5th in Carson. I was faster off the line and when I shifted from 1st to second that Mazda Rotary engine whined down a bit and shot flames out the tail pipe with a loud bang. My muffler happened to be positioned right at Jason's door and it caught him totally by surprise. He thought his engine blew up and he swerved off the road. Jack was dying with laughter at this point. I had to share that probably a half dozen times tonight and he laughed and laughed the entire time. Oh, Natty and Andy also thought it was funny but they were nowhere near as animated as Jack was. I also shared the story of racing with Lystra when I lined up in the turn lane and we shot through the 4 way together. I couldn't pass him and had a car coming my way so I pulled off to the far shoulder and stayed on the gas. Lystra ended up behind another car and had to slow down while I kept it going and pretty well dusted him. He showed up at the house a little bit later and we had a good laugh about it. The kids continued to laugh at my lame stories from the glory days. It was one of those times when you laugh so much that you are exhausted after and somehow I got on it between our scripture time and our prayer. I got a kick out of the kids response and a good laugh myself at Jack.

I shared other stories like tearing the door off the Montero and flying through the air in Morgan Reed's Suburban. They all thought it was great the way I described hovering over the steering wheel while the Suburban was airborne with Pete floating next to me while riding shotgun and IWISHIWASIRISHIRICK doing the same in the back seat. We were pretty lucky that we never hit someone or got hit as we were completely ignoring road signs that day in hopes of covering the vehicle in mud. Funny, I was also trying to cover the Montero in mud the day I destroyed the door. hmmmm.

The kids loved the stories and they laughed hard. It was the good old Deep Belly Laughing So Hard I Nearly Wet My Pants kind of laughing. That's the good stuff. That's when you can just carry on laughing at the fact that you are laughing. I like riding those waves every now and again.

Anyway, Natty suggested that I write about our story time in the blog tonight so there you have it. Hope it was exactly what you hoped for there Natty Sue.