John Gantz

I plan to tweet @toyota every time a new event occurs, like today when after needing chains to get out of a condo driveway on the way to an auto shop, the alarms stopped. Without the alarms on the shop couldn't help. hey might as well have been my Toyota dealer.

A few weeks ago our 2018 @toyota Highlander Hybrid started having spurious safety system alerts that come and go. Two dealers have investigated and blamed a sensor but haven't been able to fix. The alerts kills our AWD and anti-lock brakes. Yikes.

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A Tweeting I shall go. Rode the PMC - give at http://t.co/hZ3o3FjH and jg0275. Made 67% of the ride. Got wet, got sore, got beer at the end

Back on twitter. Prepping for the PMC ride for cancer. I am so committed I got cancer just to try it out. Prostate. Gone and gone.

Lng tme no twt. Since: airstream in Ca& US, PMC, lost prostate to C, Hawaii&Belize, many grandson diapers changed, 2 big IDC projects, Onwd

Followers. I have just finished by first (and last?) Tweet Novel, A Mayan Love, 2012. There are 10 chapters. Best to read them in order.

AML2012,10/10. Are we already dead? Is this the afterlife? Endless sex, dope, & mellowness? Or limbo, he wondered, lighting another joint.

AML 2012, 8/10. At least I’m with someone I love, and well stocked with dope and food and perhaps years to go. He lit the lantern.

AML 2012, 7/10. Scientists hadn’t foreseen it. A cloud bigger than earth’s orbit, a 15 year traverse. What would be left by then? Not us

AML 2012, 6/10. Roaches and roaches, he mused. Our life now. All but humans dying off, and the occasional pet living on second hand smoke.

AML 2012, 5 of 10. Sex was constant but debilitating, Those left smoked weed to COOL OFF. Some germs.The world was screwing itself to death.

AML 2012,4 of 10. Come here, she said, opening her blouse. He did. Man, you smell good, he sighed. Aprhrodisiac germs from space. Oh yes.

AML 2012, 3 of 10. TS Elliot was wrong. It wouldn’t end with a whimper, OR a bang, but a cloud, a cloud of alien germs bathing the earth.

AML 2012, 2 of 10. What is it she asked, hookah smoke curling around her head?. “’’Nother roach. I thought they could survive an A-bomb.”