Woah I haven’t written since this past Monday - whoops. I am having troubles locating my writers block, but don’t worry you’ll be the first to know when I find it again!

This week has been interesting - I bought a new car! A new car in the sense that it is my father’s ‘old’ car, in the sense that my car is broken, and in the sense that HE BOUGHT A NEW CAR -

Wonderfully exciting - he gave it to me for the practically stolen price of 2,000 dollars and the ownership of my old car for his own doing. Of course I obliged, and then gave him the money and RAN!

We met at the rest stop approximately halfway between where I am and my parents’ house. I parked kind of close to the car my father drove, my old car. My father got out and started rummaging inside the trunk.

“People probably think that we are dealing drugs or something,” I say to my father as a greeting. I look around nervously, and then scolded myself for looking so conspicuous. A couple getting out of a semi trailer looked at me suspiciously.

My father brings out a wireless power screwdriver and pumps it a few times - the screwdriver whines loudly as there is no resistance from a screw.

All I could think was: I bet those people are probably DIALING 9-1-1 FRANTICALLY RIGHT NOW.

He takes off the plates from my white Taurus and puts them on the now-my-new car. After setting that straight, he takes off his plates from my new car, and puts them on the white Taurus. I get my new registration card for the car and it’s a sealed shut deal.

There’s just one thing left.

“I didn’t exactly have 2,000 dollars in my spare change jar, dad,” I say, every stroke of my pen as I write ‘2,000′ causing me physical pain. The largest check I have ever written was for 4,800-ish dollars. It was to ISU for ONE semester - I lived in the dorms at that time. In the “Memo” Line for that check to ISU, I wrote: “FOR SEXUAL FAVORS”.

I decided upon what I should write in the memo line for the check for $2,000 for the new car, but it took a very long time. I wanted it to be something personal - something that I should remember for years to come when I look upon this day as the day I bought a car from my father and the day I give my white Taurus, the car I have had since I was SIXTEEN, to my father.

In the memo portion of the check, I write “BLOOD MONEY”, tear off the check from my checkbook, and hand it to my father.