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I heard once that if a street musician makes you stop, you owe him a buck. I'd like you to subscribe to that philosophy - If I can entertain you and make you laugh, toss me a few bucks.
To start things off, I am not looking for charitable contributions. If you give me money, you are not donating to help out someone in need. There are lots of people that have cancer, are saving abused donkeys, or are trying to adopt children from Northeastern Whozbekistan. I am not one of them. I want a bus.
For years now (probably at least 10) I have been wanting to buy a school bus and convert it into an RV. I have read and researched. I have joined online forums about converting school busses to RVs. I have found out about titleing them. I have searched craigslist for used school busses. I have checked Rocky Mountain Bus Sales. I have watched ebay auctions. But I've never been able to afford a bus. They range in price from $1500 - $5000 for used school buses.
I have seen other Skoolies (that's what they are called) and I have decided things I like, I have decided things I do not like. I have figured out the plumbing, the electrical, the layout of my bus. I know what to do with the lights, the stop sign, the seats, the counter, the fridge. I know what to do with everything.
I don't have a bus. I've been waiting for 10 - 15 years. And I still don't have my bus.
About four months ago I had an epiphany. Yes, I am an educated man, but it took 10 years for me to realize this: I am not going to have $3000 land in my lap. If I want a bus I need to start saving for it. Holy crap, are you kidding me? It took me 10 years to figure this out?
Let me just tell you that I teach elementary school. My wife works for CASA, a nonprofit that helps kids. We have three teenaged daughters. Just like everyone else, money is tight. We are not rolling in the cash.
So I started saving. I started ratholing every dollar I could find. I cleaned out the cars and dug change out from under the floor mats. I found a bag of pennies. I cleaned house and kept every nickle I found. I had this glass Garfield piggy bank full of pennies. I took them all out. Every cent I found went into my Bus Fund. My wife went to Sonic to get a half price shake. I just took the $2.00 cash. So I am saving . I have a bus fund. I will buy a bus. I am not buying any Legos. I am not buying any castiron pans. I am not buying any coins. I am not going to garage sales or the thrift store. I am saving every penny I can to buy a bus. My birthday money went to my bus fund.
A few weeks ago we had our annual family camping trip with my two sisters, their families, my mom and dad, myself, Crystal and our three daughters. We were camping on Cottonwood pass for three nights. This three night experience renewed my quest to get my bus. (remind me to tell you later about toilets in a camper.)
Following is an example of how dedicated I am to getting this bus.
When we were camping we spent a day and went to Mount Princeton Hot Springs. I was showering after the swim (remind me later to tell you about Tim and Kenny showering when we were camping in high school) I saw this old Japanese man getting dressed and all of this change fell out of his shirt. He guffawed at me and left when I pointed out that he dropped his change. In a puddle of shower water in a dark, musty corner of the changing room at Mount Princeton hot springs lay seven pennies and two dimes. (remind me to tell you how much of a germaphobe I am). It sat and I stared. I thought about the fact that this was the only shower I would have in three days. I dreamt of my bus, and the luxurious tepid water cascading over my dirty and smoke smudged body. And I did it. Yes, I did. I reached down with my bare hands into the drippings off of the old Japanese man and picked up two dimes and seven pennies. I wrapped them in a paper towel so I could wash them later, and I put them in the pocket of my swim suit. And I added 27 cents to the bus fund (after I washed them off)!
So I am saving for my bus. At this pace, it is going to take a few years to get my bus. That's not going to cut it. What's the rush you ask. My oldest daughter is turning 20 before she heads off to her sophomore year in college. My middle daughter is going to be a senior in high school this year. My youngest one is going into 8th grade this year. At the rate I am going, when I have enough saved up for my bus, all I'm going to need is a short bus for my wife and I. If we don't get this thing done soon, we're not going to be able to take the famn damily to Wally World. I'm running out of time for Quality Family Time with the kids. I need some help!
Check out the multiple sponsorship levels to see the rewards you can qualify for. If you don't see something that strikes your fancy, I'm open to negotioation.
Negotiable donation amount
You want to donate some other amount and get some kind of reward? Let's talk. I'm willing to bargain.
You want a plaque on the side of the bus with your name? Let's talk.
You want me to engrave your name on the toilet in my bus? Let's talk.
You want me to name the bus after your iguana? Let's talk.
You want it parked in your driveway? We can work something out.
You want me to stay the hell away from your driveway? We can work something out there too.
This is a give-give, take-take, win-win relationship. Let's talk.
I heard once that if a street musician makes you stop, you owe him a buck. I'd like you to subscribe to that philosophy - If I can entertain you and make you laugh, toss me a few bucks.
To start things off, I am not looking for charitable contributions. If you give me money, you are not donating to help out someone in need. There are lots of people that have cancer, are saving abused donkeys, or are trying to adopt children from Northeastern Whozbekistan. I am not one of them. I want a bus.
For years now (probably at least 10) I have been wanting to buy a school bus and convert it into an RV. I have read and researched. I have joined online forums about converting school busses to RVs. I have found out about titleing them. I have searched craigslist for used school busses. I have checked Rocky Mountain Bus Sales. I have watched ebay auctions. But I've never been able to afford a bus. They range in price from $1500 - $5000 for used school buses.
I have seen other Skoolies (that's what they are called) and I have decided things I like, I have decided things I do not like. I have figured out the plumbing, the electrical, the layout of my bus. I know what to do with the lights, the stop sign, the seats, the counter, the fridge. I know what to do with everything.
I don't have a bus. I've been waiting for 10 - 15 years. And I still don't have my bus.
About four months ago I had an epiphany. Yes, I am an educated man, but it took 10 years for me to realize this: I am not going to have $3000 land in my lap. If I want a bus I need to start saving for it. Holy crap, are you kidding me? It took me 10 years to figure this out?
Let me just tell you that I teach elementary school. My wife works for CASA, a nonprofit that helps kids. We have three teenaged daughters. Just like everyone else, money is tight. We are not rolling in the cash.
So I started saving. I started ratholing every dollar I could find. I cleaned out the cars and dug change out from under the floor mats. I found a bag of pennies. I cleaned house and kept every nickle I found. I had this glass Garfield piggy bank full of pennies. I took them all out. Every cent I found went into my Bus Fund. My wife went to Sonic to get a half price shake. I just took the $2.00 cash. So I am saving . I have a bus fund. I will buy a bus. I am not buying any Legos. I am not buying any castiron pans. I am not buying any coins. I am not going to garage sales or the thrift store. I am saving every penny I can to buy a bus. My birthday money went to my bus fund.
A few weeks ago we had our annual family camping trip with my two sisters, their families, my mom and dad, myself, Crystal and our three daughters. We were camping on Cottonwood pass for three nights. This three night experience renewed my quest to get my bus. (remind me to tell you later about toilets in a camper.)
Following is an example of how dedicated I am to getting this bus.
When we were camping we spent a day and went to Mount Princeton Hot Springs. I was showering after the swim (remind me later to tell you about Tim and Kenny showering when we were camping in high school) I saw this old Japanese man getting dressed and all of this change fell out of his shirt. He guffawed at me and left when I pointed out that he dropped his change. In a puddle of shower water in a dark, musty corner of the changing room at Mount Princeton hot springs lay seven pennies and two dimes. (remind me to tell you how much of a germaphobe I am). It sat and I stared. I thought about the fact that this was the only shower I would have in three days. I dreamt of my bus, and the luxurious tepid water cascading over my dirty and smoke smudged body. And I did it. Yes, I did. I reached down with my bare hands into the drippings off of the old Japanese man and picked up two dimes and seven pennies. I wrapped them in a paper towel so I could wash them later, and I put them in the pocket of my swim suit. And I added 27 cents to the bus fund (after I washed them off)!
So I am saving for my bus. At this pace, it is going to take a few years to get my bus. That's not going to cut it. What's the rush you ask. My oldest daughter is turning 20 before she heads off to her sophomore year in college. My middle daughter is going to be a senior in high school this year. My youngest one is going into 8th grade this year. At the rate I am going, when I have enough saved up for my bus, all I'm going to need is a short bus for my wife and I. If we don't get this thing done soon, we're not going to be able to take the famn damily to Wally World. I'm running out of time for Quality Family Time with the kids. I need some help!
Check out the multiple sponsorship levels to see the rewards you can qualify for. If you don't see something that strikes your fancy, I'm open to negotioation.
Negotiable donation amount
You want to donate some other amount and get some kind of reward? Let's talk. I'm willing to bargain.
You want a plaque on the side of the bus with your name? Let's talk.
You want me to engrave your name on the toilet in my bus? Let's talk.
You want me to name the bus after your iguana? Let's talk.
You want it parked in your driveway? We can work something out.
You want me to stay the hell away from your driveway? We can work something out there too.
This is a give-give, take-take, win-win relationship. Let's talk.