Have fun Gary. It is 60 degrees and sunny as I type. Wow! Went to church after breakfast and home to wait on a guy from Pittsburgh to look at the Chevy truck and a guy coming from Mansfield to look at my Marantz 2270 stereo receiver. Hope he wants the floor speakers too but we will see. I cranked that puppy up the other day and it still is able to shake the foundation. That was back when they made some good quality electronic equipment. Today's stuff is just junk. Might take the dog for a walk after everything else is over with and stretch her legs and mine. Sharon leaves for the Carolina's in the morning as her and her sister are going to the Biltmore Estate for a few days. The dog and I will be batching it.
We did Jack, but it sure was a S-h-o-r-t weekend.
We made it home. Tomorrow I go in for a cat scan. I told Cheryl they can scan all they want, they won't find any cats.
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15th Annual DRAGLIST Nationals Sometime in 2020. Somewhere in the USA.
Morning. 33/36 and mostly cloudy today. Yesterday I went to my oldest brother's house to do some cleaning as he just had his knee replaced. We talked about all of our cars that are sitting in his small junkyard behind his garage and how we need to get them removed next spring. I talked to the people at the recycle yard and they told me to contact the county sheriff and get him to run VIN checks on them so we can legally get rid of them. He will be a busy guy as we have about 20 or 25 units out there. I came home and ate lunch and did all most nothing the rest of the day. Sent Sharon a few messages and she told me she made it to Ashville, NC all in one piece. She is really enjoying her time with her sister at Biltmore. The dog sat at the back door and howled at every passing car thinking it was Sharon. What a dreadful sound.