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

The sense of honor when people fill up the box after a few days after the stock is gone, makes me feel good actually.

Sometimes people will leave an IOU.
When I learned how to shoot, clean and care for rifles and hand guns, the range was a ways out in the country. The farmer was old I guess. Still owned the land and not much more than hay that I could remember. The range was 100 yards and had stands at 25, 50 and 75. I never could understand how on a perfect day we would have the place to ourselves. All the stations were covered under an ample tin roof so you had shade or could even be there in the rain. There was a old beat up tackle box screwed to a post and a sign that said "bus your brass" and "please donate" written in shaky marks-alot. If it was just dad and I I think he put 20$. Which 1975 that was probably a lot. I had no concept other than I saw him put something in. When Bob would go with us I would get to shoot cool guns and things. Like a .308 or a .44 like Clint Eastwood. He would drop a 50. Dad and I were more into seeing what a bullet would do to a gallon of jello, a watermelon or how hard is a bowling pin. Most everything bounced off the bowling pin. It would catch a .357. I don't know how they harden maple, but the plastic on the outside was near impenetrable.
We met the ol' guy a few times. He'd ride out on an old electric golf cart. I think he recognized us by what he would say. Kind of thankful as he would say things like he knew us. Almost like he was watching. Then talk about locking it up because so many ass holes leave a mess or don't pay anything. We never left any brass. It was my job to reload. Specially shotgun shells. I get my 12 bird limit, but would take a ribbing as dad would count my boxes as he counted his 12 shells. I got better with age. The last time I shot trap at the club before leaving Jersey, I missed the rabbit. So 24 of 25. It was a good day. We were playing skins. The rabbit was first and hit by no one.
When I travel I am usually on an interstate. I don't see take some leave some signs. I can't remember the last one for sure. I think I was in the Pocono's. Maybe something in Tabernacle or the few years I haunted the country around Lambertville/Princeton. There may have been some on those rides to the shore. I loved finding fresh peas on a road stand off 70 or 72. Heck 322 or 30 for that matter.
 
Sans guns and ammo, tools, cars and bikes.

Everything else is rubbish!

Jk.

Sort of.
Now that I don't have an income stream from a career, I have come to the conclusion that status is revealed even without ego.
Your income level is exposed by the quality and quantity of engines you purchase.
Knives, divan, mattress and insulation don't have engines.... but you get my drift.
 
I can make myself have body orgasms from kegels.

Not saying that as a joke. But I can have prostate like orgasms from doing kegels and contraction.

I’m just sayin.

I try not to eat anything late. Mostly sleep is good… but every so often… for me, the biggest things is to pee if I get up in the middle of the night right.

No phone!
Really?!?
You should give a course like tantra. Only you wouldn't be a goddess.
 
I am curious how you got those in the truck and were still able to hold a camera steady enough to get the photos.
I used my tractor and a log grapple. A little nerve wracking but all was good.

I prob should have put them on the trailer but the sawmill driveway is a little jinky to drive down, let alone back a trailer down. I think when I pick the lumber up, I’ll prolly bring my trailer.
 
Great story!

Great find.
That generation is gone. Like I said my mom is 92. In the community where she lives there are many and older. All women. The oldest guys I know there are in their 80's. But none of the grit like you would find in ol' guys just 20 years ago. From the 50's on most of us were behind a desk? I was. Even at the fed where those commissioned carried a gun, I doubt there were many that could not survive without electricity very long.
I'm thankful my dad asked, what if? When I ask the girl child I interact with stuff like that she picks up her phone or takes on an unpleasant mood.
gimmie gimmie gimmie I can't break the cycle.
 
Gotta go buy some gas for the road trip.
Running errands yesterday I kept my eyes open for gas prices as I was at half a tank. Whaddya know - construction detour. Then out of the blue - missed a gas station that was 28 cents cheaper than my neighborhood only to come across 2 that were 35 cents cheaper. I gassed up and carried on. Felt nice to find such a bargain. :ROFLMAO:
honeycrisp and zestar trees
I'm not your average apple connoseiur
Honeycrisp are always too sweet for me
Will try a Zestar again
Was unimpressed with today's Gala
(Bummer for me I have 2 more of them in the fridge) :LOL:
 
Yes @Photog1rl has a great recipe thread over on the PG. I gave her one or two. We’ve talked about doing it here. She came over and told us what recipe app she used to make it, but it’s deep in the way back machine. I’ll try and find and repost if I have time.

I use Samsung Food app that allows me to pull off recipes from IG and other intweb places. This is how it looks with a copy…


Example of Samsung food app
https://s.samsungfood.com/i7q04

You may have to download the app…let me know if you can open it over the web
Thanks for this, H! 😘 I was able to open it on the web. I already have a Samsung account and used it to sign in.
 
Slow day today. Recovering from a few very windy days with lots of junk in the air. Took a nap this afternoon, but eventually did make it into the garage to start a small project.

It's finally supposed to cool down for a few days here. It's unusually warm, which has ruined the fall colors this year. :(
There is always next year.

Time to wind down for the evening.

Goodnight everyone.
 
Man, I had the damnedest day. Everyone was delighted to see me. I was first to the job. It was raining, rained all day. The siding guys were trying but gave up. The wire butchers hung in there working on outside lifting. We had a pleasant talk. I had to go to the box store. I went to the gas station I had gone to for weeks while working on the other job. The clerk asks, "where have you been???" I told her, and we chatted a bit. The store was fine. The problem calls were fine. Had a good chat with property management. We got some nice compliments from the residents. One of the residents hit on me, kinda jokingly. Stopped at the grocery store for a couple of things and saw the gas station clerk, who hugged me. The landlady is feeling poorly, but her girlcats were welcoming. The boy was his usually standoffish self. At least he was consistent.


I wonder what was in this morning's coffee . . . .
Did you put magic attraction serum in your coffee? 🤣🤣🤣

The person who hit on you was only joking because you didn't respond. She wasn't joking. If you had engaged, she would have been all over you. 😅😅
 
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