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You poor bastard does not seem like the right response.

 

No donuts?? Egad! I'll bring you a salad and I'll eat the donuts then and yes, this poor bastard has a bleeding heart apparently.

 

Well salad is a little overkill..

 

Did somebody say donuts?

 

Meet yah in the middle with some barbecue pizza topped with lettuce and a couple tomatoes to make yah feel good about it.

 

Ahh yes. My influence has no boundaries…lol

 

That’s fucked up..lol

 

At least they're easy toppings to have "fall off" on the way to the mouth!

 

It’s all about presentation isn’t it…

 

Morning.
A flood of memories for me in this short clip.
I used this machine for years.
Made my own switchable dual point distributor with no Vacuum or Mechanical advance.

 

Morning stockers, yard work today. Not until this afternoon, it’s 46* outside, furnace is running again

 

Morning Mike

 

Morning.
More trim removal today.
Sure as shit the installers would have broken every piece of it removing for the floor install and or ruin the wall I just painted.
Have about 3 hours into it. Closet went fine but after that it sucked. 4 pieces left.
No way I can install a floor now. Back and knees scream for mercy after 10 min.
Dump run this am with a end table I’ll never use and enough cardboard to fill the
@BananaMan truck. Haven’t quite figured out how to get this thing down the stairs. Maybe a saws all.
Couple of small bike rides I hope this weekend. I’m sure Crystal is chomping at the bit too.
Fishing is a possibility.
Winding down on this project to a hold pattern is going to get me out and about more.
What is going on for the rest of you weekend warrior’s ????

21 days to go…

 

A crisp 48° here in Connecticut this morning.
First project today will be washing 1800 miles of dead bugs off my car. White car looks like a dalmatian right now.
After that I think we'll get the deck furniture out of the shed and up on the deck.
I'd like to get to the library today...there's a book about the WW2 Pacific air war I've been wanting to read for quite awhile.
Sunday I'm doing a off-road ride along with some Tacoma World folks in western Massachusetts followed by wings and beer.

 

Morning Stockers , a little cool this AM, but it ain’t snowing

 

Off Road = Dirt and Grime.
Off Road = Scratches and Dings
Off Road = Broken Stuff and trying to get Toyota to pay for your stupidity.
Glad you are in someone else’s truck.

 

Exactly.

I've told these guys if I ever sold my truck, which I can't imagine ever doing, it wouldn't be to any of them. It would kill me to see my pristine Tacoma banged up, scratched up, and cut up for bumpers.

 

Tear it up on Saturday, try and fix it on Sunday, drive it to work on Monday. It was fun being young