Like most folks, I complain too much. it was time for a guys day. Sometimes my job is pretty cool. Like guys day. I got to spend the morning with a dude who has 40+ years in off road racing, NASCAR, and others. Builds some wicked stuff. Not a big household name but a solid dude who I thoroughly enjoyed meeting. Raced against likes of Rod Hall as his passion was off road. He mostly made his name in the custom exhaust world. Weird part is he is getting old. OK, that is not weird.

He wants to hire a kid with some gumption, a good work ethic, and a bit of fire to take it all over. Can’t find anybody. So, if anybody knows a twenty something that can add, subtract, read a tape measure, and has a desire to learn custom fab work, and take over a business, you let me know. Now generally I keep my meetings confidential and never use names. I don’t think he will mind. Some of his wicked shit can be found here. Good start to guys day.

The kicker? I got paid to drive to his beautiful home, (Not pictured, but picturesque overlooking all of the valley like a Victorian cottage. ) shop, man cave, meet a really interesting dude, and heard war stories. Did I mention I got paid to do it? Yea, sometimes the job does not suck.

To add to the fun, I took Hoodlum. He has been needing something of late. So we went for “guys day.” This is the adventure from his point of view:

Dog: This place is cool. He has like 40 acres here and lots of places to sniff.

Me: Yea, nice guy too.

Dog: You should have done something with your life. He was way more intresting than you.

Dog: Seriously, his shop is bigger than our house.

Me: Yea, it is nice.

Dog: Can I pee over there?

Me: NO.

Dog: He was way more interesting than you.



Dog: Why dont we get that? I would like cool in that.

Me: So would I.

Dog: You make me laugh.

Me: We are driving past a shelter on our trip.

Dog: Whatever, maybe I could land a cowboy, race car dude, Nooooooo, I get you.

Dog: Is this your idea of a “guys day?” I am not going there.

Me: Why not?

Dog: They dont support reproductive rights.

Me: Nope, that is the other one. Besdies, what do you care about “reproductive rights” you have no balls.

Dog: EXACTLY.



Dog: Seriously WTF are we doing for “guys day” in Bed Bath and Beyond?

Me: You like nice things? Soft things? Pillows?

Dog: I buy that on the interwebs. DO NOT let anybody see me.



Dog: Put it back. I am color blind and even I know that shit is Fugly. Put it back.

Me: We are on a mission.

Dog: I will crap faster than you can say clean up on aisle three if you dont put it back.

Me: Hoodlum!

Store: Clean up on Aisle Three.



Dog: “Guys day?” Sure. I believe you.

Me: We had stuff to get.

Dog: I have no where to ride now. You suck.

Dog: Shotgun is not too bad. Don’t know why you don’t let me up here more often.

Me: You shed and it is for your safety.

Dog: Let me drive.

Dog: Retail therapy!

Me: You have any money?

Dog: I have an allowance.

Me: For what?

Dog: Poop. Shana pays me to pick it up. I just eat it.

Me: No.

Dog: I have money though. When you sleep I steal your change.

Dog: This is like looking for a viable candidate in 2016. Nothing but clowns and puppets.

Clowns and puppets.

Dog: Yes, Yes, Yes! That is the one.

Dog: Stop it already! No way to treat a bro on guys day!

Dog: Thank you nice man. Sorry about the clean up.



Dog: Why you stopping for a picture.

Me: It is a thing. Jeeps next to Jeeps.

Dog: Cool dude had Bronco. I would look good in Bronco. I need a cool dude.

Me: Shut up.



Dog: We should stop for food.

Me: Do you have money?

Dog: Been there, done that. Talk to the paw.

Dog: Nom nom nom



Dog: Really?

Me: Don’t tell Star Valley Vet. they think Shana over feeds you.



Dog: Thanks, I would but I got no thumbs. They went with my testicles? #BallsMatter



Me: Look lard ass, diet or buckle up.

Dog: You are sending mixed messages. Besides, I am big boned.

Me: Buckle up.

Dog: You aren’t the boss of me.

Me: Well, kind of I am. Yeah.



Dog; I like Soda Pop.

Me: No.

Dog: I like soda pop

Me: No Dog; I like Soda Pop.

Me: No.

Dog: I like soda pop

Me: No

Dog; I like Soda Pop.

Me: No.

Dog: I like soda pop

Me: No

Dog; I like Soda Pop.

Me: No.

Dog: I like soda pop

Me: No Dog: What does this lever do?

Me. Don’t touch that.



Dog: Lets play with ball. In the creek.



Dog: More retail? No wonder you broke.

Me: Don’t make me get a switch.

Dog: Thought that was what we here for?



Dog: That was a good guys day!





By the way, this was the day where Hoodlum hit the dash. Ouch.

Guys day.

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