Thinking about some earlier posts today, I suppose we could all revisit some 3.2 beer horror stories from our teenage years etc........
Then again, maybe not.

 

construction crew started digging a hole in the vacant lot across the street from my house today. There goes my mountain view

 

Quick! Burry some old indian clay pots! Mayby a few dead red legged frogs too. Oh and a spotted owl!

 

I ate the spotted owl and frog. Maybe I can find the pottery

 

Noooooooooooo. I suppose you could lash yourself to a tree?

 

I am gonna poop in the drivers seat of the backhoe tonight. that'll at least slow them down

 

Wouldn't it be awful if the operator had a fetish for that sort of thing? He'd expect a gift every day.

 

Damn Mick! Way to put the pressure on me to deliver on a daily basis!

 

Eat more bran.

 

Afternoon Check in, Woods. Just got back. Put a couple hundred miles on the Ultra..felt really good after not being on in it in over 6 mos. Felt like I was flying a jet fighter! I even remembered to put my foot down at every stop.