Poster from my childhood.

When I was young I remember seeing this poster on the wall of an uncle's room. I only have two uncles and they both were fun, exciting uncles. They taught me how to drive, ride a motorcycle, shoot, race cars, hunt and so on. One of them made his place in real estate with a family business and the other of said poster became an accountant.

He was the first person I met who I thought of as wealthy I guess. He had what I thought was a big house, on top of a hill. First person I knew who owned more than one Porsche at the same time. He built a motocross track at his house for his kids. One who now is a professional motorcycle racer, in the x-games and such.

As neither of my parents went to college I was able to put two and two together and get what the poster meant even as a 12 year old. If you wanted things, you needed money. And the surest way to making money is getting more education than others. And a practical education. No MFA in our family.

I looked up to my uncles and share many similarities and traits with them. But this isn't supposed to be a reminiscence about family. It's about this poster:

If you've known me for more than a few hours you probably know I like certain things. Books. Guns. Motorcycles. Bicycles. Cars. Shoes. Sharks. Foreign travel.

So now that I have my higher education (paid off natch) what "justifications" have came of it lately?
-go fast parts for my dirt bike.
-sig sauer p220
-trek scratch 8
Yep, same old story. Second verse same as the first. Motorcycles, guns, bicycles.

Maniacal laugh. Maniacal laugh. Rowdy style!!!!!!!!!!!