Made to Drag...
Welcome to November and Happy Thanksgiving. A lot has been happening around the Gulow house lately. For starters, I, with the help of some friends, was able to go and get the Nissan from Phat Rides in TX. To round out the month of Oct., I made the decision to leave Severed Ties. So now that I've got your attention drop your ride and we'll cruise into November.
Oh the sweet joy of not only having a garage, but also having a garage with a body dropped mini in it. So what if it looks like a turd bucket at the moment. It's still a joyous, warm, fuzzy feeling every morning and every night when I come home to see it inside out of the elements. As most of you know, I dropped ITFELL off in May to get a lot of remodeling done with Sean Ornduff at Phat Rides in Tomball TX. After some personal problems in Sean's life, and me getting inpatient about it being so far away from me I made the decision to go get it. With some preparation, and help of some friends off to TX it was. Unlike most road trips I've had I must say this one was quite unentertaining. The most excitement was waking up in the passenger seat, looking over at Lee and seeing him sweating (at 2a.m.) because there was two state patrols behind us, one on the side of the road, and one that was jumping the median over to where we were. n you wish somebody would contribute to. I would like to thank Lee and Elena Farmer for the use of their trailer, and thanks to Mark from SubCulture TX for letting us invade his house for the weekend.
Leaving Severed Ties was one of the hardest things I've done in a long time. I know that sounds dumb, and even crazy that I'd leave a club that is so big. Sometimes in life, though, the hardest decisions turn out to be the best ones. Our purpose on Earth as humans in part is to grow, evolve into better people, and become a better species as a hole. Since our car wreck in 1999, I've done a lot of soul searching and had plenty of time to think about what path my life was on.. It's not ST as a whole nor is it any one thing that defines why I left. In a nutshell, a lot of little things over the past two years and my way of thinking about certain things changing led to my decision. I'm not going to beat the dead horse so I leave this part of the story with a hearty good luck to my ex club mates, and hope that those friendships that I made will stay intact regardless of what's on my back glass.
The new chapter in my life begins. This show season I got to go to some killer shows, and hang with some really cool people. Three of which happened to be Charles Armstrong, Ashton Harwood, and Lance Martz. Not only are they good people but they are the founders of SubCulture. Earlier this year the offer was made to me to join the ranks of their club. Since then I've gotten to know the majority of them very well, and have decided that's where my path as far as truck clubs go is at. Thanks go out to SubCulture for making me feel at home, and helping me find my excitement again for my truck.
This rounds out our journey for this month. I'd like to leave you with some thoughts. Don't always take the path most traveled. Try to live each day to the best of your abilities. Let those people in your life know they count, and lastly, make time for those things you feel are important. Until next month keep it low, keep it positive, and make the D.O.T. earn their money.
Russell Gulow
SubCulture