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The Dream Mechanic – Part XXI

May 16th, 2010 | By | Category: Series, The Dream Mechanic
The tan Mediterranean style house had a stucco exterior like thick custard.


The Dream Mechanic – Part XXII

May 23rd, 2010 | By | Category: Series, The Dream Mechanic
Everyone from the shopping center was invited to the wedding of Gertrude Elfers and Vircengetorix Lopez at the First Baptist Church of Seminole Heights.


The Dream Mechanic – Part XXIII

Jun 1st, 2010 | By | Category: Series, The Dream Mechanic
The invoice was for a triple-decker, Campaigner waterbed.


The Dream Mechanic – Part XXIV

Jun 6th, 2010 | By | Category: Series, The Dream Mechanic
Penelope held an ice cream cone like the Statue of Liberty lady held the torch of freedom.


The Dream Mechanic – Part XXV

Jun 14th, 2010 | By | Category: Series, The Dream Mechanic
"Did I ever tell you about the first time I got laid?" I asked.


The Dream Mechanic – Part XXVI

Jun 21st, 2010 | By | Category: Series, The Dream Mechanic
I hold these truths to be self evident. The sale of the Lincoln Log waterbed took me to the housing projects on the east side of downtown Tampa.


The Dream Mechanic – Part XXVII

Jun 27th, 2010 | By | Category: Series, The Dream Mechanic
The landscape changed to slightly rolling pasture land near Zephyrhills.


The Dream Mechanic – Part XXVIII

Jul 26th, 2010 | By | Category: Series, The Dream Mechanic
I was outside a country house hooking up several lengths of water hose to a well pump. The pump gurgled, ran for a short time then cut off


The Dream Mechanic – Part XXIX

Aug 9th, 2010 | By | Category: Series, The Dream Mechanic
Winston K. Finley, with pink, blotchy skin, wore a wide-brimmed straw hat to protect his skin from the sun. His complexion was like a shadow, only in white.


The Dream Mechanic – Part XXX

Aug 18th, 2010 | By | Category: Series, The Dream Mechanic
Elysian Fields apartment complex. I carried the toolbox and the hose up three flights of stairs. The apartment where I had to reassemble a waterbed vibrated from the sound music blasting. I knocked loudly.