Stinky puppies and getting scammed.

Apparently you need a letter saying your car is free of recalls before you can import a vehicle into Canada. If your car is of GM manufacture, you are routed through one place (Vintage Vehicle Services) - to the tune of $270. I called this place to make sure all of my documentation was in order and was promptly charged the exorbitant fee.

Soon afterwards I was informed that the motor vehicle registry already had my particular vehicle in it’s system as recall free. A fact that would have easily/readily been known by the privatized vendor providing the so-called ‘service’.

There was no real way of avoiding this on the way into it - as I simply followed the procedure formally laid out for me. It was a glitch in the system that allowed for this douche bag to take advantage of people who couldn’t have known any better. And the extra large, boldly typed ’No Refunds’ on his application only serves to prove that this parasite is willingly taking advantage of people who would inevitably later find out the truth.

So yes… I am admittedly naïve and overly upset - but I absolutely HATE that there are people like this out there. $270 may not even get me on the radar of the Madoff list or anything like that - but it is the same type of behavior. Parasitic people who would rather steal and manipulate you out of your money rather than make their own. I’ve never been too much in favor for meathead behavior - but will admit I would love to hear this guy accidentally ran into my/a fist six or seven or twenty-two times. I guess I will just have to keep up my faith in Karma in the meantime…

Another aspect of the ordeal was the inspection process. It’s a whole other rant that I will spare you from. I’ll quit by saying it was AWESOME to be at the mercy of an industry that just recently tested 77% corrupt/dishonest - again.

Anyways… Not much new this week on the Art front as I am still wallowing in my self-pity parade following my lackluster shows.  I am slowly gearing back up with a new focus. It’s just coming a little slower this time as my ego took a pretty thorough ass-kicking… Cherie won’t put up with too much more pouting, though, and I have a feeling she is about to pull out the motivational 2 x 4.

On the home front; I don’t think I am ever going to give the new puppy any more cheese. She’s a ball of un-coordinated energy and clumsy curiosity - and quickly becoming a large part of our dysfunctional chaotic lives… But my eyes are all but watering as I type this and her continuous and absolutely horrid little SBD blasts are about to force me into emptying a can of Fabreeze up her ass.

Thanks for listenin’!!!!!!! I gotta go get outta the cloud.

Rod