Hey,
I had a strange day yesterday. My mission was pure creativity, to come up with an artistic notion for the Flying Piston Charity Builder’s Breakfast in Sturgis about a month away.
I was burning daylight with no concept, materials and limited time. It was 4th of July and my mind spun with my plans for getting on the road to Sturgis, which would cut my deadline back for making a metal piece and shipping it, or hauling it to Sturgis.
I went to the Long Beach VA for a healing hands treatment Tuesday and struggled trying for focus. My son wants me to write a book about my life and when I think about it all the Bandit shit I’ve done floats to the surface.
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