There's hope for the boy yet..

Working on the Cuda out in the garage, still trying to get the top rad support off before I pull the engine/trans. I was moving various junk from the side of the garage before; I need to pull the camper over there for the 4th..lots of family and friends show up here, as we are right across the street from the fairgrounds where they light off fireworks. Parking is at a premium at my place, and I set up the camper for those that may have a bit too much and need a place to crash.

The boy comes home, blasting his rap stuff. I ask him if he can weed whack next to the garage. "If you get the rest of the stuff out of the way, I can do it right now! I won't have time tomorrow, I'll be with Starleigh!I have to pick up Starliegh soon!" Starleigh is his new girlfriend.. ah, to be 17 again.

I clean the stuff up while he runs in the house to pee. He comes back out, goes in the garage to get a weed whacker, and doesn't come back out.

I had Fleetwood Mac's Rumours cranked in the garage.. loud.. rattle windows in the house 30 feet away loud. My reason for this was, the neighbors 2 houses down decided today was close enough to the 4th to light off firecrackers and bottle rockets.. scaring the **** out of my dog. You want noise, assholes?!? Here's some noise!

So, I go looking for the boy. He broke up with his girlfriend of 2 years about 2 weeks ago, and met Starleigh. His old GF heard he was hanging out with her, and played the whole 'I miss you, but I don't want to get back together' thing... my wife straightened him out on that, lol.

I find him in the garage and he's air guitaring to Fleetwood Mac's 'Don't stop' and singing full throat.

He jammed until the song was done, weed whacked the whole property, went in to shower before meeting up with Starleigh.

I have hope. :)