DEALS ON WHEELS AUSTRALIA : WHEELS AUSTRALIA


DEALS ON WHEELS AUSTRALIA : 5TH WHEEL SUPPLIES : HOT WHEELS COM



Deals On Wheels Australia





deals on wheels australia






    australia
  • a nation occupying the whole of the Australian continent; Aboriginal tribes are thought to have migrated from southeastern Asia 20,000 years ago; first Europeans were British convicts sent there as a penal colony

  • An island country and continent in the southern hemisphere, in the southwestern Pacific Ocean, a member state of the Commonwealth of Nations; pop. 19,900,000; capital, Canberra; official language, English

  • the smallest continent; between the South Pacific and the Indian Ocean

  • (australian) of or relating to or characteristic of Australia or its inhabitants or its languages; "Australian deserts"; "Australian aborigines"





    wheels
  • A circular object that revolves on an axle and forms part of a machine

  • (wheel) change directions as if revolving on a pivot; "They wheeled their horses around and left"

  • A circular object that revolves on an axle and is fixed below a vehicle or other object to enable it to move easily over the ground

  • Used in reference to the cycle of a specified condition or set of events

  • (wheel) a simple machine consisting of a circular frame with spokes (or a solid disc) that can rotate on a shaft or axle (as in vehicles or other machines)

  • steering wheel: a handwheel that is used for steering





    deals
  • Distribute or mete out (something) to a person or group

  • (deal) cover: act on verbally or in some form of artistic expression; "This book deals with incest"; "The course covered all of Western Civilization"; "The new book treats the history of China"

  • Include a new player in a card game by giving them cards

  • (deal) bargain: an agreement between parties (usually arrived at after discussion) fixing obligations of each; "he made a bargain with the devil"; "he rose to prominence through a series of shady deals"

  • Distribute (cards) in an orderly rotation to the players for a game or round

  • (deal) a particular instance of buying or selling; "it was a package deal"; "I had no further trade with him"; "he's a master of the business deal"











The Long Road To Woodstock: Prelude [It's Gonna Be Like A Novel, Or At The Very Least A Novella, So If You're Not Up For It, Move Along]




The Long Road To Woodstock: Prelude [It's Gonna Be Like A Novel, Or At The Very Least A Novella, So If You're Not Up For It, Move Along]





They're holding final exams about now at my old college alma mater, and just about this time forty years ago (1969, if you're counting), I was undergoing that ordeal for the first time, as a freshman (I remember at one point I stayed up for like 36 hours, and swore I could see individual atoms bouncing around the room) and facing a further dilemma about what to do that summer. I had two problems---I had a long-term girlfriend (we had been together for a couple of years), and I had a stepfather.
My girlfriend (we'll call her Joan) was a short, slim, studious farm girl with a heart condition, though her heart condition didn't preclude her from driving the tractor out in the field when the hay needed to be put up. Five nights a week, her daddy raced fifty miles down to the river (on curvy, two lane roads) to put in an overnight shift at one of the steel mills, and then he raced fifty miles back to our southeastern Ohio county and farmed his two or three-hundred acres (some of it rented, I think). The rest of her family, Joan and her mother and her younger brother and sister, were all expected to carry their share of the load, working in the fields, canning, sewing, butchering, fixing the pump, whatever needed doing. They were the hardest-working people I ever met.
I say Joan was studious, and certainly she was a straight A student, but I don't remember her studying a lot---probably because it was a given that she was going to put studying first, and any romantic relationship second. I first noticed her in 1967. She'd been there all along, I suppose, but the day I saw her walking through the halls at my high school in the company of a girl who sat next to me in biology class (it could have been physics class---both relatively boring subjects to mrwaterslide) was the first time I remember noticing her. Instantly, I was lovestruck. She was just an utterly beautiful girl blessed with an outsider farmgirl shyness. In my high school, I was a townie, sort-of on the periphery of the In-crowd, the children of the doctors and the dentists and lawyers and the car dealers; Joan might as well have been invisible to that crowd.
At the first opportunity, I pumped my classmate (whose name I have forgotten, to my shame) for all the details. Who was she, did she have a boyfriend, had she noticed me, etc., etc., ad nauseaum
This was, as I say, the spring of 1967. I was a sophomore and Joan was a junior---the school year was just about over that year. I had never had a girlfriend, at least not since Nancy Kravitz in sixth grade, and Nancy Kravitz had long since moved permanently to Miami (her family always spent the six warm months in Ohio, where the maternal grandparents owned a women's dress shop). Oh, there had been various flirtations and infatuations and relatively innocent dalliances, but never any real girlfriend. My friends had driver's licenses and even rides of their own, and some of them had already made the ritual pilgrimage down to the houses in Wheeling, West Virginia, but not me. I was saving myself for something better. Soon enough, with the help of my go-between, I learned that Joan had a motorcycle-riding boyfriend, that they were having problems, that said boyfriend had fallen by the wayside, that she looked favorably on my attentions (the day that she first smiled at me in the hallway was a day of unbelieveable joy), that I could call her, that . . . Soon enough, I had my first real date, and soon enough we were a couple.
There was just one problem---Joan was saving herself too. I certainly could have been what she was saving herself for, but if that were to happen, I would have to walk down the aisle, put a ring on her finger, and say, "I do." I say that her name was "Joan," but actually she was named after the most famous virgin in history. Joan will have to do.
So Joan was a source of daily frustration, or perhaps I should say nightly. Nightly I stormed the citadel, and nightly my attack was repulsed, firmly, if sweetly, adamantly, if tenderly. The previous summer, I had been invited to go out west and spend my vacation on a 10,000 acre cattle ranch. That summer, 1968, I was excited and perhaps a bit intimidated about going to Wyoming, but ultimately, I chose to stay home, in the nascent stages of romantic (and lustful) infatuation.
By 1969, I was perhaps a bit weary of the combat. Now I faced a yawning chasm of more of the same.
But now that I look back and really think about it, perhaps it was my stepfather who
influenced my decision that spring more decisively. He didn't seem to have my best interests at heart. When I was trying to decide where to go to college, he had one thing to say, "Whatever you do, be practical." What he meant was, "Don't pick a school that will cost a lot of money." With that advice at hand, I set out to find the most expensive school I could get in to that wasn't named Harvard or Yale. I found a











Hypnotronic




Hypnotronic





30s f/4 ISO800 11mm
89 stacked exposures


Spin that Wheel - Technotronic

Turn it up, let it spin
Turn it over, let it spin
Turn it up, let it spin
Turn it over, let it spin

Dope, def, any term is alright when your D.J. plays the K.
You will listen to what the Kid has to say
'Cause you know it's too damn straight, can't wait
Gotta get on down before it's too late, and even if so it would be
My friend, just tell 'em to lay it again
See once it starts to beat your eardrum, it goes way up to your head
Bounces down your belly and back, if you hunger you'll be fed
It's all up to the individual, this reaction is typical
Somehow you get to catch up with that beat
Snap them fingers, stomp your feet

For real legit, you feel it
I'm talking 'bout the real deal
I'm-a make ya feel
Yo D.J., spin that wheel
Spin that wheel, spin that wheel
I'm-a make ya feel
Yo D.J. (Get up and party)

(I'm here to play you the music)
Come on
(Bring that beat back)

Hi Tek 3 knows what's up
They're hippin' the house so turn it up, come on
All you long for rapped up in one pack, when it stops you're gonna put it back
On this trip I'm your hostess providin' anything you request
Startin' from your hair to your toenails, I know how to treat a guest
Take it from me, it's a must, come to the kid so I can bust this
Like it should be done, Ya Kid K. is the one

Turn it up, let it spin
Turn it over, let it spin
Turn it up, let it spin
Turn it over, let it spin

For real legit, you feel it
I'm talking 'bout the real deal
I'm-a make ya feel
Yo D.J., spin that wheel
Spin that wheel
I'm-a make ya feel
Yo D.J. (Get up and party)

(I'm here to play you the music)
Come on, come on
(Bring that beat back)

Turn it up, let it spin
Turn it over, let it spin, yo
Turn it up, let it spin
Turn it over, let it spin

For real legit, you feel it
I'm talking 'bout the real deal
I'm-a make ya feel
Yo D.J., spin that wheel

Hype, word, anyway is okay when the record starts to play
Legit, you feel it, yo D.J., spin that wheel
Spin that wheel
I'm-a make you feel
Yo D.J. (Get up and party)










deals on wheels australia







See also:

color wheel book

hot wheels shoes

hot wheels beat that video game

big wheels for girls

suzuki big wheel

trimax adjustable wheel lock

wheel bearing problems symptoms

cost to replace wheel bearing



Comments

Comment is pending approval.

Comment is pending administrator's approval.
Private comment

Pagetop