Saving me from myself would seem to be your mission, if we were having a beer. “Do you have a trailer?” “I do, but I won’t help you move.” “Ha! No, I thought I saw your car, but it was pulling a trailer.” “Maybe, I picked up a new storm door at Lowe’s.” “No, this... Continue Reading →
If we were having a beer, you’d be confused by my opening remark. “Welcome back!” “Thanks, but I wasn’t gone.” “I guess I should have said ‘welcome back, Cheryl’ to avoid the confusion.” “Oh, right. I’m sorry, Cheryl, I didn’t see you. Unfortunately, I’m looking at him.” “It’s OK, it’s good to be back. So,... Continue Reading →
I though you guys would like to know what Cheryl was doing while we struggled with her replacement. Don’t try to do the geography, it only works in my head.
I’m going to try and turn off comments over here.
In~vol~untary evacuation can lead to marvelous e~vol~utionary processes. For instance, last week we were forced to cancel our dream vacation (again) to Costa Rica, land of volcanoes and Pura Vida. Since we don’t have relatives living in brick homes elsewhere in Florida, we looked outside of the vacation peninsula for refuge. Much of my family lives in Louisiana, already filled with evacuees from the devastation of Hurricane Harvey as the state itself is just now recouperating from the mind numbing flooding they experienced last Summer. We have children up in Nebraska, but since flying was already iffy at best, we decided to head to Atlanta where there was ONE hotel that we found good reservations. And where my youngest lives, a great opportunity to visit one of my ducklings.
No, there were no volcanoes there; but what we found were wonderful receptive communities who opened their hotels, restaurants and hearts…
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Note: This visit to the bar is also part of Linda G. Hills Stream of Consciousness Saturday challenge. “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: ‘vol.’ Find a word with ‘vol’ in it, and use it in your post. Have fun!” If we were having a beer, we would soon be missing Cheryl.... Continue Reading →
If we were having a beer, you’d be picking on my photo library again. “So, I see you’re back on Flickr.” “I never left Flickr.” “Yeah, but you did that whole ‘private’ thing which left me staring at a ‘WoodWrkr hasn’t posted anything yet’ message. By the way, where did you get that stupid name?”... Continue Reading →
If we were having a beer, you’d be interested in the casino story. “Have they started building that casino yet?” “Which one?” “Sigh…” “Well, they will finish the one in Springfield next year. They haven’t started the one across the river.” “That’s the one I meant. I also meant to ask if you’re upset about... Continue Reading →
If we were having a beer, you’d have a technical question for me. “So, Mr. Wizard, I have a question for you about your blog.” “And that would be...?” “Are you actually up and writing these things at 6:04 am?” "No, not as a rule.” “So, they’re scheduled in advance?” “Yes, it’s a fairly common... Continue Reading →
If we were having a beer, you’d be in a foul mood. “I have a bone to pick with you.” “Great. Save it for a while, we’ll order some wings later.” “No, this is personal.” “Oh geeze, before you guys get into it, could I interest you in an adult beverage. I hear it's ok... Continue Reading →
If we were having a beer, you’d be amazed that the bar is empty. “Where is everybody?” “I’m here. Cheryl’s here. I have a tab open. Who else do you need?” “Well, I’m glad the tab is open, but the parking lot is full. I had to park on the street. I was expecting a... Continue Reading →