I called up my friend Jo Isler of Terry's Service, Inc., a local maker of political and social buttons as we wanted some buttons for our next Wackemall Inc. stockholders' meeting and Donny was interested in checking out button making machines to see if he could design and build a faster and more efficient button making machine that Jo might be able to help us test and possibly market. Buttons were going to be hot and with share prices already at .06 cents per share we were optimistic about breaking into what would be for Wackemall, a new market. I was also hoping to get Jo's opinion on what to do about the Veggiecycle's wild and impossible crush on Katei.
I had a hypothesis that the motorcycle would be drawn to any attractive woman who would give it attention. The plan was for me to do a little off road riding to get it good and dirty then pay Jo to clean and detail the Wackemall 750 while talking and laughing with it as if they had known each other for years. Jo was a bit hesitant at first saying it seemed somewhat strange but I assured her the motorcycle had none of the usual pieces we associate with human males so it wouldn't be like she was doing anything more than detailing a motorcycle while having a nice friendly conversation with it.
Wow, I'm amazed she came after I explained it like that.
Anyway, Jo checked her calendar and we saw she had an opening in about a week so she put us on her books and showed up a week later just as promised. In the meantime, against the Veggiecycle's wishes, I rode it through a few mud holes and left it dirty in the back of the shop blocked in by a teardrop camper trailer Wooley was building. The motorcycle complained a lot but there was nothing he could do but wait while I flew my StreetPlane to run errands around Burlington and drove my car to and from Greensboro to Burlington.
The StreetPlane had gotten the attention of some sort of wealthy corporation. I really didn't know anything about them but they were wanting to commission us to do a piece of industrial art for their new corporate headquarters to be built in Burlington soon. No doubt another big loss for the Greensboro Partnership, a group of Greensboro non profits who have been under a lot of heat in recent years for taking $Millions in taxpayer dollars to bring in businesses to Greensboro and Guilford County that somehow keep ending up in Burlington and Alamance County despite bigger incentive packages offered across the county line. The statue they commissioned us to do was really weird and not really something I considered a work of art but they were waving lots of money in front of us so the four of us agreed to start cutting and welding right away.
What was it supposed to be? We didn't know and they weren't telling. All we knew was it was to be 100' tall and steel treated to rust to a black finish as if it were meant to be very imposing. Whatever it was we figured we needed to go to work right away and get things buttoned up so we could hurry up and get paid so we would have enough money to pay Jo who was already busy winning over the heart of the Veggiecycle and getting it cleaned up to boot.
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I had a hypothesis that the motorcycle would be drawn to any attractive woman who would give it attention. The plan was for me to do a little off road riding to get it good and dirty then pay Jo to clean and detail the Wackemall 750 while talking and laughing with it as if they had known each other for years. Jo was a bit hesitant at first saying it seemed somewhat strange but I assured her the motorcycle had none of the usual pieces we associate with human males so it wouldn't be like she was doing anything more than detailing a motorcycle while having a nice friendly conversation with it.
Wow, I'm amazed she came after I explained it like that.
Anyway, Jo checked her calendar and we saw she had an opening in about a week so she put us on her books and showed up a week later just as promised. In the meantime, against the Veggiecycle's wishes, I rode it through a few mud holes and left it dirty in the back of the shop blocked in by a teardrop camper trailer Wooley was building. The motorcycle complained a lot but there was nothing he could do but wait while I flew my StreetPlane to run errands around Burlington and drove my car to and from Greensboro to Burlington.
The StreetPlane had gotten the attention of some sort of wealthy corporation. I really didn't know anything about them but they were wanting to commission us to do a piece of industrial art for their new corporate headquarters to be built in Burlington soon. No doubt another big loss for the Greensboro Partnership, a group of Greensboro non profits who have been under a lot of heat in recent years for taking $Millions in taxpayer dollars to bring in businesses to Greensboro and Guilford County that somehow keep ending up in Burlington and Alamance County despite bigger incentive packages offered across the county line. The statue they commissioned us to do was really weird and not really something I considered a work of art but they were waving lots of money in front of us so the four of us agreed to start cutting and welding right away.
What was it supposed to be? We didn't know and they weren't telling. All we knew was it was to be 100' tall and steel treated to rust to a black finish as if it were meant to be very imposing. Whatever it was we figured we needed to go to work right away and get things buttoned up so we could hurry up and get paid so we would have enough money to pay Jo who was already busy winning over the heart of the Veggiecycle and getting it cleaned up to boot.
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