That's so awesome........


Just doesn't sound the same in writing. Lol

 

Good morning everyone!

Welcome to Friiiiiiiiiiday!!

 

Neither does "I'd like a Fokker"..........you know the plane......what were you thinking I said?

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fokker
Awesome plane with great history, but nothing beats the Ford tri motor for overall coolness..

Except maybe a giant trebuchet slinging things on fire at other people....

 

Something like this? LOL

 

I didn't know Dylan has, er, had a piano.

 

He used to have a VW bug too......

 

Arr it's international talk like a pirate day Mateys!

Long ago, when sailing ships ruled the waves, a captain and his crew were in danger of being boarded by a pirate ship. As the crew became frantic, the captain bellowed to his First Mate, "Bring me my red shirt!". The First Mate quickly retrieved the captain's red shirt, which the captain put on and lead the crew to battle the pirate boarding party. Although some casualties occurred among the crew, the pirates were repelled.

Later that day, the lookout screamed that there were two pirate vessels sending boarding parties. The crew cowered in fear, but the captain calm as ever bellowed, "Bring me my red shirt!". The battle was on, and once again the Captain and his crew repelled both boarding parties, although this time more casualties occurred.

Weary from the battles, the men sat around on deck that night recounting the day's occurrences when an ensign looked to the Captain and asked, "Sir, why did you call for your red shirt before the battle?". The Captain, giving the ensign a look that only a captain can give, exhorted, "If I am wounded in battle, the red shirt does not show the wound and thus, you men will continue to fight unafraid". The men sat in silence marveling at the courage of such a man.


As dawn came the next morning, the lookout screamed that there were pirate ships, 10 of them, all with boarding parties on their way. The men became silent and looked to their Captain for his usual command. The Captain, calm as ever, bellowed, "Bring me my brown pants!!

 

Not my baby grand!!!

No bombs for me... my last Irish Car Bomb had me spewing $100 in liquor and fried food into my mom's car. It's been a while since I've had a stiff drink. But beer, beer is good.

 

Good Saturday morning guys!

 

Good Morning to you, too! It was a good morning for the deer - they all escaped my watchful eye. Although one almost hit the truck on the way out of the woods!

 

Dang deer...hitting one is more dangerous than you would imagine.

How could the truck driver not know to stop and ck his truck,

I think the last pic is staged?

Drive safe.

 

I guess that grille guard didn't really help in the first pic! I had a bird impale itself in the grille of my car once, on the way to a wildlife art exhibit. Kinda ironic.

 

Beer drinking season here today..........I think I'm winning

 

Hey Rich! Got another one?

 

I did not drink all the beer. there has to be one around here some place.

I think we need to clean the bus again.........