Money-Making Reminiscence

In the lull before the storm my mind wanders...

Tough economic times call for creative measures and this is one the Padre and I came up with many years ago when we rolled across the landscape and burrowed into sleeping bags on other people's floors out of financial necessity.

Buy an old beat-up delivery van. Cruise major freeways. Drive as badly as you can. Make other drivers nuts with rage. Make certain you have a bumper sticker affixed to the van that reads:

"How's my driving? Call 1-900-(your number)"

Everytime you cut someone off it's worth $2.00 a call.

You're welcome to use it.