The boy and I went down to a junk yard-- Lockwood Auto Center -- today to procure a window for his van that I accidently caused to fall out. That's right, it just popped out and launched itself at me before shattering on the cold, hard asphalt of the Hobby Lobby parking lot. It was an interesting adventure involving going into a seedy part of downtown. Lockwood was exactly like the boy and I imagined a junk yard would be, complete with cars stacked on top of one another, a tin shack for an office, and a pack of friendly but stinky dogs roaming around and peeing on piles of hubcaps. I eventually had to abandon the boy at the junk yard while I careened around in the van trying to find a gas station with an ATM so we could pay the people selling the window. All was well when I got back, and we got the window for damn cheap. It was disconcerting though when one of the employees girded himself with a rather powerful looking rifle to...I don't know, make the rounds about the place?
Anyways, good people down there if you need cheap salvage car parts.
Also proud of myself for going to the gym and taking on an eliptical trainer. I exercised harder than I have in ages. I've only put in that much effort maybe three times this year. I'm excited about making it a more regular thing, and that'll be harder than the 30 minutes I put in today.
