I'm trying to get ahold of a wagon like my dad's first car. 1966 Caprice, 396 Turbo-Jet, TH400. Tan and wood. Always thought it'd be cool to have the same car that was my dad's first car. Like to find my first car too. 1960 Chevrolet. Mine was a Bel-Air 4-door, but I'd like an Impala this time around.
And every grow-ops greenhouse! Especially if they have guard dogs! Kinda like a preview of what they'll look like after a day or so.
Speaking of odd looks. Our street is a 4 laner with a wide, treed boulevard. It takes 3 swaths with graders to clean off the snow on each side towards the center. Well the City somehow found these gorgeous gals to run these huge beasts. Like watching a beauty pageant drive by. And they ain't foolin'! Some twits leave their cars on the street, despite a Snow Route/No Parking ban, and these gals just chug along at 10 MPH, deaking in behind and in front of the parked cars, without missing a beat. Those idiots will need a good 30 minutes to dig out of a 3 foot pile of snow, hard-packed with roadsalt. And the friends they visited will have to hand-balm the rest to their side of the frontlawn. Cute ladies. Wonder if they'll come out with a Graders' Calendar!!!
From the "Usless Information Department"..... Just noticed that this would be my 3,500th post. Seems like a lot, until you compare to Norm's 17,000 +, or the fact that Silverfox joined a year after I did (less than 2 years ago..) and has almost twice as many posts.......guess I need to be more loquacious (look it up..)