Go For What You Want The First Time
By David Wygant
I recently spent a weekend with a client of mine from Washington DC. We both have a very common situation.
About 14 months ago, I had an Audi A6 that I really loved . . . except that I have a disease. It’s called new car-itis.
So last August I walked into Saab of Santa Monica, and they were nice enough to give me the entire amount I wanted as a payoff on my Audi. My intention at that time was to trade the Audi in for a black 6-speed Saab 95 that they were going to get from the Orange County Saab dealership.
Now, don’t worry . . . this is not a car purchasing blog. So you must read on.
By the time I got to the Orange County dealership, the black Saab I wanted was already sold. There was another one in San Francisco that they were willing to ship down, but then this Saab 93 Sport Combi started glistening at me in the showroom. It said “drive me, touch me, sit in me and experience me!”
She was so seductive that I had to take her for a test drive. On the test drive of that sexy little station wagon I thought about trips to the beach with my dog. I was taken in by her precise feel as my hand was on her steering wheel, and by the way I was able to feel my way on the road.
Intoxicated by all the momentary excitement, I said “Let’s do it. I want to be with this girl for 27 months.” I knew she wasn’t my type. I’m not really a stationwagonny type of guy . . . but she had such a cool name: Saab 93 Sports Combi Aero.
She was also painted a shade of blue that would look really good if it was a sweater. My whole life I have been attracted to silver and black cars. Occasionally I have been attracted to red ones, but usually the silver ones pull me in and make me want to play with their knobs.
Three days into driving this Sports Combi, I woke up and realized that I was just not attracted to her. I didn’t care how sexy her knobs were. As a matter of fact, I no longer even liked sitting in her seats.
For the next 14 months of this 27 month marriage, I kept thinking about how I could break up with her. So when I picked my client up at her hotel, I told her we were going to find some men with whom we could flirt. Now I wasn’t flirting with any men, so don’t get the wrong idea.
I decided to take my client to the Saab dealership. What do you suppose I see when I walked in there? I walked in and saw this sexy black Saab 95 with, ahhh, such cute camel hair (or maybe camel feet). There she was sitting there . . . exactly what I had wanted 14 months ago.
Immediately all sorts of emotion came over me. I looked at the salesman and said “I hate my Sports Combi. I don’t want to tuck her into my garage at night anymore. I want THAT, but I will only divorce the Sports Combi if the payments are where I need them to be.”
Damn it – I was going to get rid of her on my terms. So after a 13 minute and 33 second negotiation, I realized that Saab of Santa Monica was actually offering me a deal I could not refuse. I felt like I was dealing with Tony Soprano . . . on a good day.
So what did I do? I walked away. I wanted to make this black 2008 Saab want me even more. I wasn’t getting into her quite yet.
My client Tia and I then drove away and got a cup of tea. I then realized that I couldn’t stop thinking about her seductive lines and curves. So I drove back to Saab, tossed my car keys at the dealer, and said “Let’s do it!”
I am now driving the car I should have bought a year ago. So how does this relate to dating . . . and to my client? She did the exact same thing I did with the two Saab models, except with a Subaru and a Mercedes.
So how does this relate to dating? At some point in your life you will run out of second chances. For this reason, it is important to abide by this rule: Go for what you want the first time!
Walk over to the people to whom you are most attracted. Do not settle for and date those to whom you’re not not attracted, because you’ll just end up looking at the people you really like and wondering what it would be like to drive them . . . I mean date them.
Think about all the things during your life that you have really wanted but you didn’t pursue or didn’t purchase. Now think of how different your life would be if you trusted your gut and took action!
So go out and buy that car. More importantly, go out and talk to that person who really intrigues you. Stop playing life safe. You don’t get a second chance, and it’s always better to be happy with your decisions than to feel you compromised.
Todays Video will teach you how to lose all of your insecurities!!
I can’t believe that crap was written for something that could be summed up in one sentence…
Just go for it.
Achem….
Very true, very good, and very much the “thing” that I needed to hear today.
Thanks,
Bria
J
You expect me to be nice to you at dinner tonight after that comment?
You are going to approach every woman i tell you too…and i am going to sit back and enjoy the steak:)
Your never nice to me…so same old same old:)
J – Well first I just have to ask you . . . Where is your sense of humor?!??
Part of what’s great about this blog is that David has a great sense of humor which makes his blogs so much fun to read. One of the purposes of a blog is to entertain its readers . . . and I’m thinking that a blog consisting solely of one phrase saying “Just go for it!” might fall a little short of captivating anyone’s attention …
Also, if giving concise directional statements was all that was required to help people make changes in their lives, then there would be a LOT of unemployed folks in the self-help and wellness industries.
Just think . . . Tony Robbins could write a book with one line in it saying “Be happy!” or Bill Phillips could have had just one line in his Body for Life book that said “Eat healthy and exercise if you want to lose weight!”
And, what if my swim coach growing up would have limited his coaching to instructing us to “Swim fast if you want to win!” I’m not sure I would have ended up swimming on my college team …
Coaching is more than giving “the bottom line.” A good coach is good because they are able to help people understand HOW to “just go for it” and WHY they may have trouble doing that. In this area, J, I believe David does this better than anyone.
J,
I rarely get personal on the negative scale but your comment has disappointed me–seriously. David goes at length everyday to share with us freely new ways of improving our dating lives..Wamma david we are greatful.
I have enjoyed going thru the post. Actually i was alternating btn cars and the female species. Both sounded so real. I cant agree more. How about: If u cant get what u like, like what u get
Meghan,
Lovely examples for everyone to appreciate the importance of humour & blogging.
Loved the car analogy. If only I could liken my dating to my love of a vehicle. I remember being so tired of the mom-mobile, wanting out of that Astro minivan so bad. Cruising the dealerships looking at every sports car, flirting with every last one of them…even a little affair with a Mustang. Ah…flirting with this hot firebird, when I saw it. The heavens opened up, angels sang, and I was in love. Thus began a wonderful relationship with a jeep. Now why can’t I find a man like my jeep? lol…
J, can have your steak? how about your beer. since david, gonna be a bitch and make you talk to every woman that comes in? J, just dont wear your matador costume.
lol
cheers,
Joe
J,
I am a very nice person and I hate to tell nasty things to people, but… what is your problem?
Jessica,
Hard to tell since its the written word, but me thinks its slamming male bonding……
Bertie,
I’m like a jeep, I can get where ever I want to go in the woods but I have trouble navigating in traffic or around people.
Am I mentally slow? Most times I can read an animal but I can’t seem to see anything there when I look into a humans eyes!
Just like a jeep you can steer me and shift me, but unless I get some mechanical input, I’m lost!
Ohhhh…. this is bonding…
Now I got it.
LOL Fred! I’ve driven my jeep through the streets of downtown San Francisco without any problem other than wanting to park it in a lot with an attendant at all times…..that was kind of an issue.
My reference really is that I’d like to have that same heavenly bonding experience with a man that I had with the jeep….all I ever seem to have is a love of the new man smell.
Bertie,
You can run me through the carwash, I clean up good!!
I suppose you want the lube, oil, and filter too…
Na, my oil and filters are good but a hangy thing from the mirror would be nice!
You mean like fuzzy dice?
lol
Bertie,
There are lots of good guys around..well–maybe not as good as your jeep…..
Since todays blog is about going for the best the first time, let me have the honours and pleasure of presenting myself to u….Here i come dia bertie, at your service madam..:-?
Bertie,
You wanted a new smell did’nt you?
Really, though after the carwash I should smell ok, especially if I take my clothes off before the wash!
Well Fred if your clothes smell funny, maybe you oughta leave em on.
Bertie,
What I me’nt was, if you want a new guy smell, you’ll have to accept me as I am after the carwash!
Hey folks
I’m back on the blog after taking some days off. Good story David – It happens to me more than once that I don’t directly attack the “thing” I want most, but something else, with the excuse to spare the most-wanted thing for “later” or for a “special moment” or for a day when you’re “in a better state”. What a fine excuse for playing it safe. Your story showed me what the “cost” for such behavior is – a lot of time, hassle and often money.
This doesn’t only work for cars and women, but for many other things in life too.
greetz
M.
Thank you Lou!
Fred,
I’m very accepting. That is not the problem.
Bertie,
The pleasure is all mine…Unless the wind blows, u can never see the skin of a cock.Like i said bertie, at your service from now onwards.
Target: make u happy every minute.
Strategy: Open for discussion
Duration: Forever (hopefully). B-)
Markus: Welcome back, there are times when u clearly know what u want but for one reason or another, u cant get it. In such a case its better to like what u get..
Bertie,
Just be looking for a raised Vega on a Blazer frame, I may be in the bay area looking to upgrade, this spring or summer, when I move to VA.
Lou,
Did I read that right?
“The pleasure is all mine
Sorry David,
but my Vlazer has the hots for Bertie’s yheep.
HEY EVERYBODY, I NEED HELP;
I NEED HELP! I am serious when I say, ‘I can read an animal better than I can a human’, I can’t read ‘body language or face’.
When I look into the eyes, all I see are eyes. When I look at a wolf I know when to back off; when I see a bear I know when to shoot or not to shoot, but I’m coming back to civilization soon, so I need to know how to read a human.
I don’t think I need a therapist, or do I?
I’M DESPARATE HERE!
Fred thats the great thing about humans after the age of say two. They pretty much tell you when to back off.
Fred B.
Be4 u took off for the great woodlands, iam pretty sure u knew how to read the body language & facial expressions of humans..Its still the same world except that now we are now far off technologically & datingwise..Welkam back to civilization..Wanna tell us about the adventure?
Would love to see the raised Vager on a Blazer flame..
Bertie,
I seem to have lost the signal. Are we still transmitting on the same wavelength as far as my
HEY ALL,
Thanks for the feed back.
I’ve always been a loner, somewhat ‘in the woods’, never been able to read the human ‘body language’. Have been taken advantage of most my life. Embarrased to say that, but is true.
I’m laid back and have been happy to have been able to ‘talk to the animals’. As for as humans, I’m an easy ‘mark’.
Now I’m faced with the reality of interacting and I have no clue.
Lou Bega,
the Vlazer get’s me around, through the woods, but won’t be sufficient for ‘a civilized life’. I intend to get suitable transportation for that. That’s not the problem.
David, through his newsletters and this blog has helped somewhat, but now I’m getting a little antsy about the move and dealing with women or civilization in general!
Good evening everyone,
It’s nice to once again see the usual gang of suspects rounded up here!
First, before I comment on this posting (and I have a great story that relates perfectly to this), I hope David (and everyone) get a chance to visit Washington DC in their lifetime. Regardless what you think about it-the city of bullshit, or any other nickname you have, no place is like the District of Columbia. Where else at any time can you be where something big can happen that can revolutionize our lives? Thankfully living in the suburbs of Long Island, I’m about a three hour train ride on Amtrak Acela to downtown DC. I go down there twice a year, and love it. As someone once told me: “DC….not a city, a way of life.” And I’ll help anyone enjoy a good meal there!
OK, enough about my love affair with the city. David’s feelings about going for what you want speak volumes to me. I know, because I’m doing something I never dared would have done any other time. As most of you, I am upfront with the fact that I stutter. I embrace it as part of me. No longer do I feel it’s my curse, as I felt for a long time, condemned to social isolation and feeling I had to live outside of society because no one would understand. Like the song lyrics from “Iris,” “I don’t want the world to see me because I don’t think they’d understand”-that was my theme. Well, this year, when I attend my third National Stuttering Association, first as a chapter member for Long Island, I’m going to submit a proposal for a workshop. And I am going to give it.
I want to tell you a story now about how a philosophy echoes David’s sentiments. As a big hockey fan I am a student of the game. One morning while watching ESPN’s SportsCenter, they were doing a piece on John Tortorella, the coach of the NHL’s “Tampa Bay Lightning.” Outside their locker room there was a simple statement that read “Safe is death.” When asked about it, Tortorella responded like this: (keep in mind I am paraphrasing). “The NHL is a speed game, and it’s about taking chances. You can’t sit back and wait for something to happen. If you want it that badly, get out there and do it.”
Well, “safe is death” caught on immediately. So much so, that the Tampa Bay Lightning went all the way to the 2004 Stanley Cup Finals against the Calgary Flames. Of course, it helps if you have a playmaking superstar like Vincent LeCavalier, and a sparkplug like Martin St. Louis. But enough about the players. Game 6 had the Flames up 3-2, ready to win their second Stanley Cup at home, in front of their “C of Red” raucous fans. The game went into overtime, and of all things, Martin St. Louis, an undrafted free agent who was told he was “too small” for anything, won the game in overtime, to send it back to Tampa for a winner-take-all seventh game.
Because you don’t get second chances in a seventh game, Tampa played to their philosophy..forcing Calgary to match them. And the winning goal was scored….by Tampa with six minutes left. Needless to say, Tampa Bay believed in their philosophy, and their players now would wear championship rings to prove it. Especially sweet was that Dave Andreychuk, captain of the team, had waited 22 years for that one moment.
Ironically, I try and live that “safe is death” attitude in my life, with job serching, etc., but I can’t seem to do it socially. This is the day that changes. I’ll be 30 in April, I want to date. I want to enjoy myself. I never again want to fall victim to the three most dreaded words in the English language: “could’ve, would’ve, should’ve.”
Thank you for reading everyone!
-SK.
Steven K,
Yeah, I know DC. I was there in the 60’s and walked down Rhode Island Av. in the middle of the night, all the way to the capitol, people said I was nuts, well, maybe.
Lou,
I’m not sure what the offer was….
Steven,
Safe rarely brings the returns that we seek. A safe choice only brings us safety. Ah, to be thirty again….
Scratch that, I really loved being 34.
Steven K,
sounds to me like you need to spend some time in the woods, talking to the chipmunks. I did. Look at me now,’shouda, coulda, woulda!
Bertie,
Just think, I have’nt been with a woman in a long time.
After the carwash, you can mould me and form me!
and leave you spent too, I take it?
Bertie,
only, after you’ve had your way with me!
LOL, Fred, the operative term here being MY Way.
Ok, so what happens when the Ferrari and the Mercedes you spot are sisters? Heres what happens. You go for the Merc cos you don’t even contemplate that the Ferrari would accept your sorry ass on her luxurious Rosso Corsa leather seats, only to find out she was hankering for it the whole time!! So you uncoordinately switch camps. Result; the manufacturer (her family) despise you for the petty car thief you apear to be and cause endless trouble for the two of you from here on in.
Fred B
Humans are animals too, aren’t there any body language similarities that could be adapted?
Steven K
“Safe is death” – love it. Will make a note to remember that one.
Bertie is under he fire!!!
Bertie,
I BEG, to please, only you.
Thanks Jessica…..at least my ears are burning.
Hey Aussie,
I’ts -52c here, go for a dip will you? NO, I don’t think the animals I see translate the body language, maybe, but it would be hard for me to see!
Fred B
Lol I will I will, the water is crystal clear and oh so inviting
I dunno, I reckon ive seen the killer wolf stare in many a woman.
Sam,
yeah, but have you seen the teeth and drool at the same time?
Hi, Steven K.
That is great news about you submitting that proposal to conduct that workshop! I don’t know you, but I’m proud of you for believing in yourself and being unwilling to settle for what you’ve always had and always did. I look forward to hearing the outcome.
And, I also share your “love” of DC. I live about 2 hours outside of DC. I’ve been there to see the Holocaust Museum recently.
What I got the most out of this blog is that it seems to say – follow what’s in your heart. Be true to yourself. Don’t settle. This, of course, means that you have to not only be observant of your external surroundings, but you also need to be aware of what is going inside of you. You need to know that little “sigh” inside that happens when you KNOW you’re settling, or fearing to “go for it”, or restraining that thing you wanna say to someone. Ultimately, that little subtle, yet powerful “sigh” inside ties you to regret, which is another feeling most don’t like to feel.
Also, on a lighter note….I that that “J”’s comments were him jabbing his friend and were not to be taken seriously by David. LOL.
Bria
Steven
Safe is death….
Oh so true in all areas of your life.
From business to sports to meeting women,
If i played it safe i would still be in new york.
Take a chance every time and you will be rewarded.
Funny story today.
This guy emailed me and told me that he was reading my blogs everyday and really wanted to learn from me.
But he was too afraid to pick up the phone and call me for a coaching call.
Well he finally did and I just finished meeting with him.
At the end of the meeting he said.
“I should have done this years ago”
I looked at him and said.
“Forget the past and asy hello to the new version of you, from this day forward you will be doing things that you imagined and dreamed of, and i promise every day i will keep you on track”
He looked at me and cried.
I was really touched by this…..a 46 year old man who never had a serious relationship was about to start living!!!
Joe/Darkpoet –
I tried emailing you back today but was sent back. Just wanted to let you know. Is your email on the fritz?
Bria
Ha only on the really dodgy ones
Its a pity we don’t all have tails, don’t they relay information
Hey Bria Dear,
I’m movin to VA this spring or summer, maybe, you’d like to meet up? I’m bringin one of my wolf pups with me?
Hey Bria Dear,
I’m movin to VA this spring or summer, maybe, you’d like to meet up? I’m bringin one of my wolf pups with me!
You might have to fight Bertie though!
If I were playin it safe I woulda stayed here the rest of my life, but I’m taking a big step movin. I still need help from YOU CIVILIZED PEOPLE!
David,
I’m all teary-eyed! How wonderful for this guy! I’m gettin all girlie and emotional about it……
Fred,
You’re a fickle one aren’t ya? lol
Hi Bria Dear,
It was so great to read your post. Washington, DC is my favorite city, and if I had the money to live there. When I’m riding on Acela Express, and the train is about to pull into Union Station, I just get the feeling that I know this is home for me. I attend two charity galas there, and I’ll be down there for one in April. Maybe I can show you the hidden jewels of the city and northern Virginia too =)
Although one must realize that “love of a city” also means accepting the city as it is. That means accepting that they’ll extend the Metro to Reston and Chantilly in 2011 (or when pigs fly), the sweltering humidity of July and August, and of course, getting trapped in the “mixing bowl,” where I-95 and I-395 intersect the Beltway.
While I know traffic on the I-405 is nothing to sneeze at, perhaps a trip on the Capital Beltway may change his mind LOL.
Hi Bria Dear,
If you’re two hours outside of DC, that means (and I am taking an educated guess) that you could be from Winchester, which is the last stop in the commonwealth of Virginia before you cross into West Virginia, or you’re in Richmond, which is approximately two hours south. From what I know, at one time, most people refused to travel to DC for work, but the way the area is, Richmond might as well be a bedroom community. Every time I make it to DC I keep wanting to visit Fredericksburg!
Hi David,
It’s really amazing how one quote can hit you like a thunderbolt out of a clear blue sky and make you realize what you need to do to get your life started. I am happy this client of yours realized that. I now know that picking up your book “Always Talk To Strangers” was the best thing I ever did, and next is participating in this blog…we all can learn from one another.
To put it even more succinctly, look at the song “You Learn” from Alanis Morrisette: “You live, you learn.”
Truer words were never more said.
-SK.
Hi David,
Thank you for your phone message….I sent you an email suggesting a possible time to chat next week on the phone. I’m looking forward to it!
-SK.
Fred
Wolf pups, huh? How’s a girl to resist that? Stop taunting me. LOL.
David –
That’s a great story about your client tonight. That wouldn’t be “J”? from above, would it? LOL. We’re all pulling for him, too!
Good night, folks. Must get back to school work. Don’t have too much fun on this board without me, now. LOL.
“Princess” Bria
Bertie,
I might be fickle, but , if you got hold of me, you could probably persuade me to bow or hold me by the ears and scream, who knows?
I STILL NEED HELP, to face civilization!
Hi, Steven –
Real quick b4 school work here….
Nope, you’re going 2 hours in the wrong direction. I’m a little north of York, PA. Take I-83S to Baltimore and pick I-95S which takes you into that mess called the Beltway.
I have driven both the 405 and the DC beltway….and although the beltway sucks, Steven, the 405 is MUCH worse. You can’t imagine….The only thing that I miss about driving in LA versus where I live now is that I didn’t have to deal with all the 18 wheelers Central PA is one of the major trucking hubs on the east coast. Big-ass trucks are everywhere here. I hardly ever saw them in LA whereas here, I feel like I’m jammed between a friggin’ convoy all the time.
Good night,
Bria
Also Steven – Yes, DC does have it’s “blots” of humidity, crime, traffic, etc….it does have its history, museums, lots of things to do, arts and culture, and one can’t miss going down to see the beautiful Cherry Blossoms in the spring!
Fred B.
“HEY EVERYBODY, I NEED HELP;
I NEED HELP! I am serious when I say,
This video found me..you have to see this..especially if you work in the wilderness. LOL OMG
http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&VideoID=25790733
Joan,
Thank you for your input.
All of what you wrote made sense, those things are most obvious.
I guess I am just going to have to learn on my own and trust my instincts, even though it is difficult for me to read a human the way I can read an animal.
Humans have a way of hiding, conniving or otherwise not projecting their true feelings, but of course, animals don’t have feelings, they just react to their environment and what is going on in it. I must be more animal than human!
Fred B.;
You are welcome if any of what I said was of help, I am well pleased.
“….animals don
bria, dear, no my email not on the frita, i’ll have to mail you tonight again.
cheers,
Joe
david looking forward to talking to you soon.
cheers,
JOe
Another great blog……..I am really enjoying all of your posts the last few days.
Thanks everyone for contributing.
Thank you David….
Without you we would just have to wing it!
Great blog David…..keep’em coming buddy:)
and Thank You!
Yacutie!!
Hey you…how are you darlin?? Out there doing what you do best now?
Off to bed I must retreat…G’night : P
Welp, Joe…I got yours, but my reply to you got sent back to me..again. Not sure what to say. But my other emails to that IP are going through OK. So, it just you. LOL.
Bria
Steven K,
Tampa Bay should never have been awarded the 2004 Cup.
ABC’s cameras showed that the Flames scored a goal that nobody else saw, about midway through the 3rd period of Game 6. From their angle, you could see that the puck crossed the goal line and showed white before Khabibulin’s right pad swept it out. Had that goal been awarded as it should have been, the Cup would have gone to Calgary.
Hey, David –
Do you think your new client from last night would be interesting in contributing to the blog of his progress with you?
Just a thought, but I’m sure people would be interested in seeing him accomplish some goals, find out he can do what he dreamed about, etc….
Bria
Dunga,
I know of no nice way to ask this but I’m gonna do it anyway…
Do you always rain on everyone’s parade?
Bria
That is a great idea.
Let me ask him.
Steven K:
I am amazed in your blog entries, you are a male Joan. I like the quote “Safe is Death” My favorites is “The unexamined life is not worth living” Socrates. Anyway, you write great. From one guy to another, stop talking about your issue with stuttering, and that you have only one friend. But you are a singing kinging! Right? This doess not add up to me! I stutter, and my buddies, laugh, girls find it endearing. Reality we all have something. Its who we are! So let it go bro! Look around, you have plenty of friends, that i’m sure of. You have to be a friend to have friend, I bet you are a great friend with lots of friends. Look at David, he has his own issues! A single guy who bought a Station wagon. Now he’s bloggin on that didn’t follow his heart and go after what he really wanted.
Jim;
“..I am amazed in your blog entries, you are a male Joan.”…
Wow…thank you. I find that 2 be a most flattering as well as humbleing comment for you to make.
I enjoy reading everyones comments on this blog…even when it gets a bit heated…it’s always good.
There are those that stand out when I read and process their comments and Steven K falls into that category.
Steven K;
I nowhere near find my writing abilities, or lack thereof, anywhere near the flawless nature of your comments. I think you are an outstanding writer and do enjoy reading the content of your postings.
me too.
Joan: I figured i would get fired on for my entry.
Jim;
LOL LMBO
Did I blow fiery substance at your comment??
No, I took the first sentence and basked in the glory of your words : P
I am a positive individual, so I am positive you mean well in every word you say.
I like to “pan for the gold” when it comes to things people say. Theres got to be a nugget of positive, and if not, I just sift through until I have found somewhere a positive. There is ALWAYS a positive in all things…I believe that with all my being.
Joan:
Steven K is not only good at writting like u but also at singing. We are still in the initial phases of planning a big musical entrance. Steven is gonna become a worldwide acclaimed singer with yoz trully as the manager!How about U Joan as a back-up vocalist & adviser?
Hey Joan; yep….I am having lots a fun lately;) i;m high off life……how you been?
Yakutie;
Thats right…..getting high off of life! Beats any other addiction out there. Addicted to life!! I am fine darlin…as always;)
I am just prepping for my big transistion back to CA.
It is going to be a bittersweet move leaving behind, but NOT abandoning my family here.
My mom needs me to be there at age 78. I need to have the peace of mind she has someone close to help…me. I am the only one who has ever been the caretaker type, and hey…its my mommy
Lou Bega;
I will sing anywhere, anytime, for any amount of time and never get tired.
That is my first passion next to teaching physical fitness..Mind soul and body. Well eheeeem there is one that tops those but these are the top 3 …
YES I would love to sing and shock the hell out of people!!!!!
to DW
…..that is why sales people love it when you walk into the showroom,,, their chances of getting your money, increase,,,tremendously,…..(sales people study human behaviour)……and most of the time, customers don’t buy what they set out to buy in the first place……..us common folk, we get our cars and relationships out of “the recycler” hhhmmmhh, how funny!…..they seem to work out better!….
to Bertie,
What kind of jeep do you have a “Rubicon”? Those are nice…..
hunter
i always walk away before i buy….i had a moment of weakness.
life is all about negotiation and i love the game.
sometimes you win….sometimes you think you win.
and sometimes you make a mistake
Hunter,
No mine isn’t a Ruby. They are nice, but I like my after-market stuff better.
to Bertie,
How was it you got into the outdoorsy stuff?
to bertie,
I used to see a woman who was forced to ride dirt bikes, at an early age…..
Hunter,
My dad had a 70 jeep, a 69 IH, and my uncle had a wyllis, I spent every vacation in the southwest somewhere camping. One year spring vacation was a tour over the Baja 500 route for that year. Spent just over a week and I think I was in a real bathroom once. When I got home my mother was aghast….I didn’t get into dirt bikes until I met the ex. He bought me a little used honda enduro bike for my birthday. I never had to be forced. Dad’s stuff was just way more fun than mom’s stuff. You can only do so many things with knitting needles.
to BriaDear,
..hhhmmmh, you most likely won’t see semi-trailers rolling on the 405 fwy, in LA. That, doesn’t really go anywhere,… residential areas….If you are ready to wear a smog mask, take the 110 Harbor Fwy, to San Pedro, to the end, make a U, return on the 710 Fwy, coming out of Long Beach, to the I-5, heading north, try that about 4 pm on a weekday…….bring plenty of listening material, Ipod, etc….many times, they run in packs, I think they call those…convoys…..
Hunter – LOL. Okay…..good to know.
BUT, I will say that my roads are still populated more heavily with trucks then the LA area. Here’s my challenge…should you ever get the opportunity to make back East…..try traveling at the same time as you indicate on Rte 11S/Harrisburg Pike heading towards Gettysburg, PA. Just drive through the little city of Carlisle. That’s all, just that little city. 18 Wheelers are all you see. LOL. This is probably due to the fact that, somehow, the little city Carlisle, PA., has become the number 1 Trucking Hub in the US for the entire Eastern seaboard. Probably b/c major roads leading towards New York and down to Virginia, DC, all they way down to FL, all seem to converge at Carlisle.
Having lived here and in Los Angeles, I can say that although there are trucks on LA roads, I don’t ever remember the volumn of them equaling what is seen here. I guess you’d have to see it/experience it to believe it.
But, while I deal with an onslaught of 18 wheelers, you guys gotta deal with the “motorcycle lane”. Which, well, no thank you. You can have that. LOL. We do not have that here.
Bria
to bertie,
…Last year, I stumbled onto the starting point for one of those off road races, in Mexico, anyway, they had professionally built off-road race cars, and the drivers, wearing off road race “attire”………
Hunter,
My dad would never have gone to the actual race. He wasn’t a flashy kind of guy. It was way after the race that we went. What the hell is off road race attire anyway? Is that hootchie clothes? string bikini tops and frayed jean shorts where your ass sticks out? Last time I went off roading I wore a cute little sweater and a pair of old 501s.
to bertie,
…the racing helmets, the fireproof/coveralls, boots, gloves, etc…..
For dirt bikes? I can drive my jeep well enough that I don’t need that stuff…..lol
they were at the starting line with 4-wheeled off road race vechicles,…..
…I kind of felt like DW did at the new car dealership, pro-built race cars…forgive me bertie, didn’t mean to make you salivate…..hhhmmmhh….
No worries on that….That sorta thing does nothing for me. Give me some mud or some rocks to climb. I like power not speed.