A good friend of mine works overseas and rarely returns home, but when does visit I can always rely on the run down of interrogating questions. For instance "Why haven't you finished college yet?" and "Why don't you get a real job?" will certainly enter the conversation sooner than later.
So be it to my surprise when asked why I recently stopped blogging. Yes! Not only do I have a logical explanation to this pleasantly overwhelming question, the evidence is out in the garage.
That's right, I have always wanted one so now I am building one, my very own skee ball and it will be complete before the new year. (Notice I didn't refer to it as a skee ball machine, because the machine part is not part of my plans.)
Before I continue to spend every waking free minute on this I must give thanks and praise to the wonderful folks who have made this life long dream of mine possible...
Thank you Neighbor who wears the pink polo shirt almost everyday. Without your plywood and pvc piping I wouldn't of started this project.
To Steve-o at the AMF. Thanks for the_ and the _. It's like the whipped cream and cherry on top.
And of course a thank you to Chuck-e-Cheese for letting me 'borrow' three skee balls.
