I am writing the narrative parts of 'fear and loathing in Las vegas' over and over obsessively right now. Mainly because I'm wiggin out on that glass deek.
Still lucid enuff to know a jobber must be pulled to keep myself surrounded in the luxurious tub/jacuzzi in my 1989 double wide I'm squatting in. And for the record this will be my last jobber. I haven't quite figured the logistics out but I know I'll need 5 people. I'm calling this jobber, "Gulf of Americas 6". That's as far as I've got right now. I'm gonna start a go fund me page with emphasis on meeting a goal of 20 bucks to get the necessary rags and gasoline to huff and make sure everyone is at peak condition to pull such a jobber.
Post below with times early next week when ur "good to go." I'm always good to go. Also our area of jobber doing has been extended because a really nice older couple left their car running while I was cutting thru the local gas station. It's a vans so the "gulf of Americas 6" will be in style riding in a sweet azzz van and it even has a lift on the sliding door to mechanically lift heavier stuff with ease. Just hit me up and I'll be casing out local venues for our next jobber. FYI byom!