" Steve looks at you and laughs, "Ya, well all the booze and shit is in MY car; so unless you want to invite everyone into a dry cottage, you'll be do...ng a little bit of carrying yourself." You see the wisdom in Steve's comments and make your way outside to the 'car'. It's actually a shitty 87' Chevy Caprice wagon that tends not to kick into drive, but he's proud of it. You move around to the back, grab a gym bag full of liquor and weed, and sling it over your shoulder. You make your way to the. Mom mom mom" my mom came running into my room and said "what wrong" i started crying "my car late my fucking car is late!!!" my mom grabbed me and said "whooo calm down we have loads of time" i picked up my cell and rang harvey "baby is your car there?" harvey said "yes its just arrived why" i said "mines is late(still crying)" harvey said "calm down babe there is time deep breaths" i put my cell down and waited finally my car arrived and we was on are waywhen i got there havrey looked amazing. By the end of summer I had my new back porch installed on poured-in-place concrete footers.I was getting a idea for my place, kind of a building plan. I’d seen big clay community ovens in villages outside of Taejon Korea. I’d bet that I could make one, but I’d need the right clay to work with.I wanted chickens. Chickens and eggs. I’d need someplace to keep the feed. I’d also need a tight chicken coop to keep out weasels, skunks, coons and foxes.I knew that I’d need a smokehouse too. I was in. I stepped in front of her, totally naked. “Private,” I said, “If you have an unfulfilled need for attention, I am more than willing to make sure any needs you might have are met.” “Sir! Yes, Sir!” she replied. “You can dispense with the ‘sir, yes, sir’ bullshit,” I remarked. “I am an Officer, but first, I am a man. You’re a woman.” As I spoke, I took hold of her dog tags and looked at them. “Lisa Lovejoy,” I remarked out loud, reading the imprint. “Sir, yes, sir!” she replied. “If you call me.