We have a batch of these pretty yellow flowers growing wild in the back yard. My plant identifier app calls it “Birds Foot Trefoil” –
Time to declutter We should donate these old discs. NOT FAMILY GUY!!
My sister emailed me a picture of this “Electric Home of the Future” pamphlet. She has even more of this old crap than I do,
Long pause on blogging, May 11th I tripped over my dog(!), broke a few bones. When I got to the hospital they discovered I had less than half the amount of blood I should, just 5.5 liters. Got some transfusions, and a plate in my knee.
Later they sent me to “Rehab”, basically a nursing home. Spent a month there until my broken arm bone healed so I could go home and crawl up the stairs, and wipe my own butt. It’s the little things.
Using a walker now, soon I should be able to walk the dog, and hike in the woods (Bringing another human just in case!)
I guess what I’m trying to say, appreciate life, hug your wife, or other person(s) as appropriate
Gasoline Alley Wisdom The guy with the junk wagon always has good advice. I think it’s from smoking a pipe. I have been reading “Gasoline
Found this pinback button in the street today. It had been run over and it’s banged up and flattened- So in case you can’t read
This was my dad’s ashtray that was next to his recliner, usually for cigar ashes. I remember when I was a kid, right around the
I was having a bowl of Golden Grahams, reading the back of the cereal box (Having forgotten to bring my cellphone downstairs); I was momentarily
I found “Project QC” while looking at geo caches online… (It’s raining out). They have a much more robust dataset for reviewing my Geocaching activity.
I used to sell Christmas Cards on commission for Olympic back in about 1970. I bought a used Schwinn Stingray and had to sell a