We’re still getting tomatoes here, and peppers, and eggplants, oh my!
My first car was a 1960 Corvair. It was unsafe at any speed and died an ignoble death when I rolled it about 3 times. (It was kinda hard to keep count.) The first new car I bought was a Toyota Corolla in around 1975. It was a great little car until an old man ran a stop sign and I T-boned him. After I got it fixed it had a vibration in the front end that nobody else but me could detect, but it bothered me and I sold it.
Weather guessers are saying it’ll be in the 70s all week. I like this time of year.
Da cave is now sanitary. So, if you come and visit and get a deathly illness it won’t be my fault. Change in plans re sup tonight. The Pubic Sto’ is runnin’ a special on fried chikin. They make good fried chikin. OYKW called and said he has a gnawin’ and a cravin’ so he’s gonna go get the fried chikin. I am doin’ some peas 'n butterbeans with okra, creamed corn, and bizkits as side matter. We shall sup on steak tomorrow instead. Who says we’re never spontaneous!
Juliet unfortunately some people are like that. My church does a lot of stuff for folks in the community, but never gives out cash. For instance, gift cards from :eek:Wally*World:eek: are bein’ made available to folks for stuff like groceries, gas, clothin’ etc. in the wake of Hurricane Michael. They are given to people with known needs. Maybe some folks will use ‘em for other stuff but that’s their bidness. In instances where assistance for stuff like help with payin’ a utility bill or rent has been asked, people are told to bring their utility bill or give the name and address of their landlord and payment is made directly to the utility company or landlord. May sound a bit mean, but it’s important to make sure the monies are used where they are supposed to be used especially since this money comes from our Priest’s and Deacon’s discretionary funds.
Juliet, a science-fiction author once explained that there are only two types of people in the world; basically decent ones and sons-of-bitches. Sounds like you ran afoul of the second. Hope the others in the church were as smart as you. Sounds like swampy’s church has a good policy in place, perhaps your place of worship should adapt the same type of code.
Catfish, weather predicting is variable, with a 60% chance for errors and a Low chance of getting it right…
Nut, like you I use something I know (like my dad’s birthday or an airport I’ve flown out of) that would not be intuitive for my passwords. Never thought to use cars, I’ll have to try it (was yours a Morris Minor?? :rolleyes::p)
Alien, was your cousin OK? That strikes me as one of the more terrifying things that could happen in a car.
Did some shopping (thanks for the suggestions on granite cleaners, FCM) and still haven’t made a list of things to get done so I haven’t done them. Do have the new shower doors for the hall bathroom being installed on Wednesday, so I have been mildly productive.
Well the slop I discussed in my last post was avoided since we had tuna sandwiches ……and had burger patties that were nothing special since the hamburger had to be used …. Swampys mention of okra reminds me of guys grocery games on food network ….southern Cajun guy basically was eliminated cause none of the judges liked okra ….they came up with other reasons but you could see the expressions when he said okra was in the dish …….
Its chilly here today but might hit between 75-80 …juliette …theres people that sign up for bullentins for clubs groups churches just to get that info .But youd think the gift card people would make it harder for fraud since people who ask for cards like that have a technique to get the money off of them and the company dosent get any of it
Used to be starbucks card that was a easy way to smuggle money in and out of unsavory places by unsavory people…….
Let me know when it gets cold. 65° is what I set my thermostat at in the winter.
Meanwhile, it’s in the 80s here in California. Bit of wind, too. Not much moisture in the air, either. No, that combination is not good, especially when it’s right around the edge of last year’s wildfires.
I also have to make plans to go the viewing on Thorsday, but will skip the funeral on Firday. It’s a bit over an hour away in Hanover. I shouldn’t have to miss irk. I can go, visit a bit, and leave.
Ooh! I wanna play! I’m a frequent reader of the MMP, but seldom have any insights that would add to the rarified atmosphere found herein. On this occasion, however, I give you this:
My first car was a 1972 Cutlass SS, bronze with a white hard top - much like thisone. I paid $250 for it in 1978. 'Twas a bit of a gamble, for 2 reasons: 1) because it has a loud ticking noise in the engine and 2) because I only had about $250 to my name. At the time I was working part time as an assistant janitor at an elementary school and making a whopping $2.65 an hour, working about 20 hours per week. At $53 per week before taxes, two hundred fifty dollars was a chunk to spend on a car that might be dying. Fortunately, Dad was a mechanic by trade and the fix turned out to be cheap and easy. It sat in the yard until I could save up another $100 for tires (recaps!) so it would pass inspection, then it was freedom, baby, freedom! For about a month. Then I got rear ended by a farrier’s truck. Totaled the Cutlass. I did end up getting $1,000 from his insurance company and remember my young brain thinking “Wow, a profit of 12 weeks gross pay! This may more lucrative than working for a living!”. My better nature won out, though, and a career in insurance fraud was not the path I chose.
Sigh. That’s a car I wish had survived until today…
I have a very woozy dog.
He was leaning against the couch, his head was drooping and then he’d jerk it up. He is fighting sleep.
Poor baby, he looks so confused.
Had a lovely visit with our friends from FL. My daughter was on swim team with Megan and she dated Megan’s brother for a while. So Megan and her mom and baby Isaac stopped by for a few hours enroute to dropping Mom off at Reagan National. Megan was going to spend tomorrow in Arlington with another old friend, then she’ll fly back to Seattle on Weds. Isaac is 1, so it was a nice preview of Roxy in 6 months.
Chickie just finished rotissin’. 'Tots are in the toaster oven and carrots are on the stove. That should make for a healthy supper.
**FCD **got a 2-week reprieve on this project so a bit of stress is off. Hope he can sleep better now. Hope I can sleep better, too - I’s tahred after my broken night of stupid dreams.
george, did your Continental have the suicide doors? My Uncle Jack had a yellow one like that.
sari, give Ripple a cuddle for me. When Nelson got nipped, I took two days off work: one for the surgery (drop off at 9, pick up at 2)and one to [del]spoil[/del] cuddle him the next day.
My first vehicle was a 1967 Chevy C20 1967 chevy c20 - Bing in the same color as this one.
The first vehicle that I purchased was a 1963 Harley 50, that I wish I still had. 1963 harley 50 - Bing
The first car that I purchased was a 1969 Mustang convertible 1969 mustang convertible - Bing like this one. I drove that one to Colorado, then back to Indiana a year later. It would fly on the flat lands! I sold it when the guy that I lived with got a DUI and the insurance company insisted that I pay high risk insurance on it since we lived together. I really should have ditched him and kept the car.
The first new car that I bought was a 1990 Honda Accord. 1990 honda accord image - Bing That one was taken to college with my former stepson’s son last year.
Hell, we have some decent sons-of-bitches right here as Mumpers.
Didja get him Neuticles; if not, that could 'splain the confusion. :rolleyes:
I set mine to 64° during the day & 62° overnight but when a few days earlier it was warmer than that for the overnight low it’s cold. Stoopit Fall. :mad:
Red–Yes, suicide doors. It was some kind of bronze-gold-yellow color. After I got the Virginia inspection sticker required for base access at Little Creek (new resonators/mufflers, a couple of new tires, other things, which cost more than my original purchase price) it was a sweet ride. The 462 cubic-inch V8 drank gas!
Well, I gave the girls today off from soccer practice (after two months of twice-a-week practices, let them have a break, says I). They moved up the shower door install to 2Day, so I’ll have to be up a presentable by 7AM. And I let Red Robin (Yum!) take care of dinner (even had a salad to make it healthy…)
Sari, I doubt getting Ripple back to the vet will be an easy task in the future; hope the brat is OK.
Sunny, ain’t relocating fun? Hope your stuff arrives(ed) in good condition and the truck didn’t find every pothole in the road.
FCM, sounds like things are well; now sleep soundly!
Going to watch some tackleball for a bit then off to bed.
Clearly you drink heavily so all we need is a weather report from where you are and you will fit right in.
There are two cars I have thought of hunting down. I had a 59 Edsel Villager wagon that I loved and only got rid of because it needed work and my one hand was crushed and no-one would do it for me ---- and the cop[s said since the sticker was dead it was get rid of it or have it towed. I beat that thing and it kept coming back for more after I did the original rebuild on it; it was over 250k lifetime. The other is the Hornet that was the family hand-me-down college and first car that was owned by no less than 20 of us over three generations. It was dead or should have been when it left the family (around the turn of the century) but I have put worse cases back into running trim. Maybe some day ------ I still have the VINs and stuff around somewhere.
Bill Morris (Bills Old Bike Barn – Bill's Old Bike Barn | Bloomsburg PA ) could set you up with no issue. The dude has anything. Heck – you could probably wander around his shop and put one together N-OS.
Lets just say they won; it sounds better that way.
