Books. Bikes. Boomsticks.
"Hige sceal þe heardra, heorte þe cenre, mod sceal þe mare, þe ure mægen lytlað…"
Don't worry about it, we're not going anywhere.
Sokay lady. Nothing wrong with taking some time and letting the world deal with itself for a while.
Actually, the "Light fuse and get away" tactic seems to have worked pretty well for you. WV: Nutists
Missed you, had to please myself with the Trusty Triumph and Yellowstone. Take care and remember, we can wait do get better- you already hold high place on my blog reading list - don't see anyone else taking that.
Well, that makes two of us. We can slack off together! It's an apathy party!
Ah, well...a token appearance at least lets us know you didn't croak SB and go on the run.We talked amongst ourselves. It was okay, but of course you are the fire. So don't let it get to be a habit.Don't know if you got the rest of your Ben Franklin get-well card that I sent part of, but here's hoping a nice dinner or whatev on us will re-stoke the flame.AT
Some free medical advice: Alcohol kills germs, so organize a massacre!cap'n chumbucket
"Endeavour to persevere""Found etched into the vinyl, outside the label on a Robert Fripp LP of mine from the early 80's)I have always thought that this statement from a British musician was quite appropriate.
Read Rx's post about the strep, hope you ain't getting it and you both heal soon.William, I believe that Fripp stole that line from the movie "The Outlaw Josey Wales", which many people consider the precursor of the Browncoat Movement.wv: ashare. That thing that keeps crawling up my....
It's not terribly compatible with blogging, but I've found a nice fourteen-hour nap to be an excellent way to stave off an infection working to settle into the trenches.
I saw a Browning #.1 the other day. It was behind the glass, and I wasn't really looking for anything, so I didn't actually touch it, or anything. But, there it was. I saw it, and I thought of you.--Jerry
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