Whatever

That’s me

 

That was always a favorite song of mine.

 

The Taco and the toys!

 

There is a lot of conflict in my skull.

 

and what about it.

 

Afternoon, doc.

 

All done.

 

Are those tow behind sprayers?

 

Lawn tractors like those are/can be collectors now.

 

Knock off the last bit and that was my Dad's schooling. Had beautiful handwriting, spoke fluent Latin.

 

I even took the weather techs out and scrubbed them up.

 

I only scrub the floor mats when I detail the inside.

 

Well I cleaned the inside as well? Inside all the windows, dash, doors and vacuumed.

 

I can't do inside and out in the same day...too much work.

 

I usually can’t either..... I was in some kinda mood I guess, Even being slightly sick. But I think getting outside in the sun and doing something has actually made me feel better.

 

The corner of my shop was rotten af. I've known it for awhile but finally fixed it today.

 

Full moon. I swear it brings out the crazies.

In addition to the per usual asshole drivers...

Spent 20 minutes helping a crackhead count out $17 in change to pay for the meds.
Fifteen minutes watching her fumble around, until I took over.
The crack pipe was laying on the kitchen table.

A guy refused delivery of meds for his elderly, diabetic mom cuz he wouldn't pay the delivery fee of one stinkin' dollar.
I woulda paid it myself if it weren't for his attitude.
She had to come in later to pick them up.

Driving back from my last delivery of the day to a psychiatric hospital, I glance to the right.
On a little one acre pasture is an old guy with a push mower.
And a young heifer is face to face with him blocking his way, as if to say, knock that shit off.
Why he was push mowing a pasture is a mystery to me.

Weird, man.

 

Tractor barrel train I made for my 4 granddaughters.