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Flashbacks were involved and pulling weeds and then having to do it again til it passed inspection..
What..u guys joke around?
Would be nice to have known that before I started stashing it under my bed..


Some of the Wanton Adulting is out of the way. We have no plumbing leaks here. Well, no shit, Sherlock. I fuckin' knowed that ahready.


I left my keys at my house. The s'curity guard was sleeping that the desk. I just stood at the door and watched him for a bit. I should have viddie'd it for Future Use.
 
Some of the Wanton Adulting is out of the way. We have no plumbing leaks here. Well, no shit, Sherlock. I fuckin' knowed that ahready.


I left my keys at my house. The s'curity guard was sleeping that the desk. I just stood at the door and watched him for a bit. I should have viddie'd it for Future Use.
Mental note.. fuck working for u...ull have incriminating videos before lunch
 
The Covid and flu tests were negative. I have a damn head cold and sinuses hurt. The body aches happen from the sinuses as one doctor once told me. I found it weird. Maybe the nurses can clarify.
Very Glad your tests were all negative. Head cold and sinus pressure is enough to contend with at one time. Take care so you feel better soon! 🫂
IDK about the sinus pressure - body aches connection but the body is a system 🤷‍♀️

More catching up later... off for a mid-day appointment
 
Is that Fleetwood smack?

If so it looks like they were in the midst of the coke phase!

Stevie Nicks was hot!

It was. Is.


I prefer the Peter Green band.


I found the picture on the car site as they wondered which model it is and where it is and other useless nattering.
Mic and the lads and lasses…not that Mick…the other Mic…

Fleetwood story. I may have shared, so if you’ve heard this one before, cut me off…

Broke on the line in Birmingham around ‘04-‘06 timeframe. Doing the maintenance paperwork and I notice a bunch of…people…not something you usually see on a flight line. Some of them carrying what appear to be 33 albums?

So I’m finishing up and this small gaggle has turned into a medium sized crowd, so I elbow a guy…”hmmmm, what’s up doc? What all the hubbub?” 😄

Fleetwood Mac is about to land he says.

So, curiosity killed the cat, and I”m now part of the gaggle.

Sure enough, a tired-assed old 727, comes howling in (still had the old torpedo style jets slung on her) and when they shut her down, the ramps came out for the front, back and the tail cone (the one DB Cooper supposedly jumped out of) and the roadies start flooding out like ants. The door at the front, there appears a tall dapper man in pressed jeans and flowing white puffy shirt with a neat leather vest and British style motoring cap. Mic. He walks down, speaks to no one, gets in HIS van and speeds away.

Next gentleman, dressed exactly like the first, gets off, same process. John, speeds away without a word.

Next gentleman, Lindsey, dressed a little more casual than the prior two, very friendly, asks a young lady holding an album if she was want’n him to sign it. She nearly faints and hands it over. He proceeds to chat quietly and sign auto’s and whatnot, then jumps in HIS Van and speeds away.

Then, the White Winged Dove comes out of the back exit, with a granny walker and hoop curlers in her hair the size of farming tiles! 🤣. I keed you not!

Boyhood fantasy: ruined.

Christine wasn’t touring with them that year…she was a no-show.

Crowd disperses but the crew on noticing me in my little sailors suit, asks me onboard. I hung out on FM’s 727 for a tad. Even though she was old. They don’t travel like you and I do…OK, that probably excludes OM…she’s flying First Class in those pods sipp’n the good stuff…

There is more to the story…but that’ll have to wait for a fireside chat…

——botanical garden MZ——

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OH! Almost forgot…

Welcome to the week. Montag is over. Let’s do this! Hope everyone is feeling better and ready for some spring weather.
 
We had a chat this weekend about the evolution of the Attention Span. Things have been cut down to YouT000b shorts. Clips and sound bites. Watching a movie in one sitting has become difficult. Screens seem to be to blame. It dumbs down Complex Thought for the masses, it seems. Not sure anything good comes from this condition.
I will admit a movie in one sitting is difficult. However, new movies are difficult as the actors made a really loud political statement before they started.
Then there are series available with no commercials via streaming. We can binge whole seasons in an afternoon and evening. Are they YouT000b shorts?
 
Oh yeah. It didn't amount to much and after I crossed the last mountain of any size, it switched back to rain. And at that, it never rained hard enough to turn the wipers on to Low. I was always at some level of Delay.

My poor filthy truck needs a bath desperately.
In my part of VA the rain is supposed to stop near end of the week. My water hoses are going back on and I am going to wash the car first thing. Its so gummy you can't wash the film off the windshield with the wipers and spray. I also hate the feeling how dirty I am if I bump it or have to open the trunk.
 
Mic and the lads and lasses…not that Mick…the other Mic…

Fleetwood story. I may have shared, so if you’ve heard this one before, cut me off…

Broke on the line in Birmingham around ‘04-‘06 timeframe. Doing the maintenance paperwork and I notice a bunch of…people…not something you usually see on a flight line. Some of them carrying what appear to be 33 albums?

So I’m finishing up and this small gaggle has turned into a medium sized crowd, so I elbow a guy…”hmmmm, what’s up doc? What all the hubbub?” 😄

Fleetwood Mac is about to land he says.

So, curiosity killed the cat, and I”m now part of the gaggle.

Sure enough, a tired-assed old 727, comes howling in (still had the old torpedo style jets slung on her) and when they shut her down, the ramps came out for the front, back and the tail cone (the one DB Cooper supposedly jumped out of) and the roadies start flooding out like ants. The door at the front, there appears a tall dapper man in pressed jeans and flowing white puffy shirt with a neat leather vest and British style motoring cap. Mic. He walks down, speaks to no one, gets in HIS van and speeds away.

Next gentleman, dressed exactly like the first, gets off, same process. John, speeds away without a word.

Next gentleman, Lindsey, dressed a little more casual than the prior two, very friendly, asks a young lady holding an album if she was want’n him to sign it. She nearly faints and hands it over. He proceeds to chat quietly and sign auto’s and whatnot, then jumps in HIS Van and speeds away.

Then, the White Winged Dove comes out of the back exit, with a granny walker and hoop curlers in her hair the size of farming tiles! 🤣. I keed you not!

Boyhood fantasy: ruined.

Christine wasn’t touring with them that year…she was a no-show.

Crowd disperses but the crew on noticing me in my little sailors suit, asks me onboard. I hung out on FM’s 727 for a tad. Even though she was old. They don’t travel like you and I do…OK, that probably excludes OM…she’s flying First Class in those pods sipp’n the good stuff…

There is more to the story…but that’ll have to wait for a fireside chat…

——botanical garden MZ——

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OH! Almost forgot…

Welcome to the week. Montag is over. Let’s do this! Hope everyone is feeling better and ready for some spring weather.
I am feeling better and spring is coming very soon.
 
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