I’m going to tell you a little story that began the night of July 15. Get comfy. Go ahead, I’ll wait...okay then.
I went to fill out an email contact form online and was presented with this.
I mean, you can work on it yourself, and maintenance should be easy.
Fast. Cheap. Yummy.
I’m rolling past an elevator bay on my way to my office, and I hear someone inside a car say as the door is closing, “Energize”.
*not really, but I did take some advice and product recommendation from the man.
I think I would have noticed.
I hope he takes his own advice and lowers the roof.
That’s my head and waving hand in the pic.
This was in the parking lot. I almost parked my Kia in it just to make a point. Only handicapped drivers with Tesla’s? Nope.
Or maybe more of a late supper. Homemade pizza margarita and a Chianti Classico.
My brother scored these two Browning 32s recently. They are circa 1920, I believe. One he got for $20, the other (the FN) for $40. Somebody came to the gun shop looking to unload a bunch of old guns he inherited.
Home smoked brisket, squash frittata, fresh corn, pasta salad, and a pretty good red.
I’m visiting my parents. My sister asked me to look over her boys’ bikes. For that I needed my bike stand, which she excavated from the basement. My old racing bike was still in it.