It's been since... May? ...that Brigid and I had met for lunch, so it was a treat to catch up with things over nachos at the Brewpub yesterday. We planned range trips, we ate nachos, we commiserated over poor Barkley having to wear the Cone of Shame...
(And apparently I strolled clean past Kerry when I was walking through the door? My fusiform gyrus must be on the fritz again. D'oh!)
Shadows got long and it was time to head home and...
If, on two consecutive days, you spot two different Jaguar XK150 Fixed-Head Coupes, you might be in Broad Ripple...
You know about the Island that rust forgot, don't you? Ought to send that in.
ReplyDeleteI notice it's in the handicapped spot too...
ReplyDeleteBedlamite,
ReplyDeleteWith the hood up and the owner right there, if someone who needed the spot pulled up, I'm sure it could have been arranged.
(...also, it may have had a hang tag on the mirror; I didn't check.)
ReplyDeleteOwnership of a jag is a de facto handicap.
ReplyDeletedayum, I could have dropped there as I were passing through and met TWO of the people I'd like to grow up to be.
ReplyDeleteWith all the stuff available in BR it must be tempting to stay there and not be home blogging but I'm thankful you find time for us. But, I imagine the urge to choke a hippie or yuppie sometimes gets overwhelming.
ReplyDeleteIt appears to have a purple heart license plate so I'll guess it a disabled vet.
ReplyDeleteGerry
Also, it's not clear whether the small crowd is engaged in admiration or diagnosis.
ReplyDeleteGerry,
ReplyDeleteThat's a Wildlife Conservation License Plate, I think...
Tam,
ReplyDeleteI looked at IN Purple heart plate on the web and tried to compare the enlarged image on my less than NSA Cray superPC.
Never checked the Wildlife Plate.
Oh well.
Gerry
Wildlife Conservation plate? It's a non-native species.
ReplyDeleteRabbit wins the internets. ;)
ReplyDeleteHow come nobody's shirt is tucked in?
ReplyDeleteBecause everybody packs heat in Indy. ;)
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