The 50 Plus Cafe, Pub, All-Nite Greasy Spoon and Dive Bar

I had a productive day today. Knocked out two projects.

My powder room is basically done now. I don't think I'll do any more painting but may slut it up a bit with some more stick on pearls and rhinestones.
Slut up Your bathroom???
I also have a picture to hang up still. When I get it up, I'll post another pic. I really love how it turned out! 💙✨💙
No dick pics please…. 😂

😜🤣🙃

(Looks great btw! - super job!!!)
 
My wife (when she’s on speaker phone) swears that the cat recognizes my voice…

I’m not so sure…

But she says so, so it must be true. 😂


They do. They're much more aware than we give them credit for. Why they are angry like Ethyl is, they are the world's leading apex predators and are only 10 pounds and sound like babies when they bitch at us, and then we mock them.


It's a wonder they haven't clawed out our eyes yet.
 
Yesterday was firewood day. I had to fill up nearly all of our firewood bins at the farm stand. Sold a lot last week.

Then I mowed the lawn. It needed it.

Visited my friend in rehab hospital. He’s really not doing great. I’m not sure how he’s gonna function when he gets back. It’s tough to see. I’m hoping he can get some home health help. 🤞🤞🤞

Went to our neighbors for a Halloween party. I didn’t make a costume. I know… lame.

One couple was Mr and Mrs roper (from 3s company), a dinaosaur couple, Milo from the descendants album logo, a human fly (cute not gross).

Today I’m gonna try to get most of my the solar kiln all framed out. I got the base and floor made last weekend.
 
They do. They're much more aware than we give them credit for. Why they are angry like Ethyl is, they are the world's leading apex predators and are only 10 pounds and sound like babies when they bitch at us, and then we mock them.


It's a wonder they haven't clawed out our eyes yet.
Yet… is the key word there!

But you know your place in THIER pack. Most of us humans eventually do.
 
Those people are no fun.

Passionate car people who have great stories are somma my favorite people.


Some of these old cars nuts love the history of who owned what.


Wat doesn't give the proverbial fuck.


Altho' I did have a guy point out what he claimed to be Pecker Tracks in the back seat upholstery of his 1932 Buick, and my first ex-wife named him Mr. Pecker in honor of his statement. Crass old bastard. That was 40+ years ago, so I imagine he's long gone to grass.
 
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