I bought the parts to weld up the frame for my land sailor. There are plenty of kits to build it out of wood but I think steel would be better. Every time I see a trailer, I look at the axle and a tiny part of me wants to steal the good ones. Not go buy one... steal it. It's like I'm already thinking the world ended and stealing from the dead would be okay. I already OWN a trailer, with a great axle on it. I need to
weld it before the zombies take over and I have to go steal a generator, to run my welders.
When I think about the big, boat trailers, I think "All I need is to weld on the front end of a girl's bicycle and you could send your kid to get the boat trailer. They could sail it to the dock." I'm always there to compound a catastrophe.
Think how much a boat weighs. Couple of tons? Launch the boat and I can make that trailer into a vehicle that runs on air and can carry everything in your house! I'd think living in Kansas, or somewhere, like that, would be prefect. Great soil (I swear, I'd plant all my veggies, within ten feet of the road). Couple of years for the deer to move back in, then a few more before the cougars come and *very* few zombies. I still need some empirical evidence that zombies can be filleted or stir fried. I don't want them ruining my Mongolian Human dinner. Man. I just got depressed. If the zombies take over, it'll be a long time before I can get ahi tuna again
Sad smilies just don't cut it for my feelings for really good sushi. I'd pretend it's Waterworld and sail off. If I catch just
one Zombie-tuna, I'd cry all the way back to port.
It'd be a postcard of life, not worth living [big sad-smiley].
