Well, pretty much everybody knows the story on my father. Down on his luck and lost his truck, lives in a hotel room, etc. I know hes still my father, still pathetic in a way. Anyways, yesterday my Grandmother apparently stopped by to deliver me a card for my Birthday. She musta saw the For-Sale sign in the Oldsmobile and told my father since he still talks to her alot. Today after 7 months or so, shows up. He give me a card and some cash, the usual. Then proceeds to ask whats up with the For-Sale sign. I tell him I can't afford to get it to a body shop to repair the inner fender skirt (truth). Since he is a bodyman, he looks at it. Goes over the car, laughs a little bit at my half ass bodywork. 5 minutes later he pops up and says, "Alright, ill get the dealer tags and we can take it to my works shop next weekend" I was appaled!
So, the Oldsmobile stays with me. It's gonna get the new inner fender, the rear quarters patched and welded, new door, emblems, and the engine and fuel system parts it needs. So needless to say, I guess it's pretty cool. I get to keep the olds and spend a little bit more time with my father, even though he still gets a little too drinky-drinky. I even now have the cash for a new head-unit and speakers now, no Tape player for me!
Welp, now to pull the car off the yard and get my hands dirty. Sorry for the post, but I just felt like popin in with the news.
