One cost that I experience each night is the few moments that I invest in covering tools and other valuables with old blankets and other crap. By making my vehicle resemble a drug den, I reduce the chances of a break in.
This smoking area is outside the kitchen of a crappy restaurant.
I was parked beside a building known as "Crack Towers" when my van was struck by a shelving unit that was tossed from an upper balcony. This happened on Welfare Wednesday. Our tax money at work.
them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye singin' this'll be the day that I die. Drink tiny ad.