Saturday, October 13, 2012


Dear Temple,
I hope this note finds you well and happy. Thank you for the birthday card. Don't worry that it was late - I am the king of the belated birthday well-wishers. My brother-in-law had a birthday a week or so ago and I still haven't wished him anything. He's coming down to see me next weekend. We're going to the Rams/'Packer game. It should be a good time. Maybe I'll jumbo-tron a birthday message to him at Rams Stadium during the game. Maybe not. If I was the guy who controlled the Jumbo-tron message thingy I would "accidentally", instead of the birthday screen, put up the heart-shaped border that people use when they propose to their girlfriends at games.
That would be a sight and worth the subsequent job-loss.
Anyway, thanks for the birthday card. I liked the horse drawing. I got a nice message and art. Nothings better than that.
Your Aunt Crystal and I went Van shopping today. We didn't find anything yet. Whenever you make a large purchase it's important to have patience. What you want exists out there, especially cars. You just have to keep looking. When it comes to thousands of dollars, it's a good thing not to have to settle on something you don't want. You don't want to be the guy who says, "I just got this car that I really didn't want, but at least I paid way to much for it." That would be dumb.
My AMC Gremlin comes tomorrow. We went to a car show today. It was a lot of fun to see all those classic vehicles. Your Aunt Crystal really liked a VW Fastback. She said it was just like the one your Uncle John used to own. I saw a Gremlin and talked to a couple guys from a local car club who offered to help me restore mine and invited me to hang out at their next club meeting. That sounds good to me. I like hanging out.
I missed my pipe club meeting today (which is a filthy, disgusting habit - Grandma disclaimer). I seem to be never available on the Saturday mornings that they meet. I hope I can make the next one. I'm smoking a filthy disgusting pipe on the filthy disgusting porch right now. I'm enjoying myself, but I enjoy smoking my filthy disgusting pipe with my filthy disgusting friends at pipe club much more.
I love you much and miss you always,
                   Uncle Justin

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