Are you traveling to see the eclipse? I am! A buddy of mine who lives in Tennessee north of Nashville called me five years ago and asked me, in an excited voice, “What are you doing in August, 2017?!” Well, if someone asks me five years in advance, I’m liable to agree to drinking poison and taking a rocket ship to the furthest comet. Instead, lucky for me, I agreed to come spend a long weekend with friends, smack in the middle of the path of totality. And sure enough: the day is almost here. Not a bad deal!
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57 responses to “Pillow Squawk”
If it was exactly like a genuine bill, how did they determine that it was counterfeit? The line between getting involved and minding your own business is blurred and moving so fast that no two people can agree on exactly where it is.
No way I know to defeat the thread imprinted with the denomination. I have heard of people getting rid of the print on smaller denomination bills and printing larger ones over that, so the thread is in the correct place. An inattentive person won’t notice the amount on the thread is not the same as on the printed bill.
Early up tomorrow. We have to go to Tulsa to meet with breast surgeon. Will get some idea of way we are headed but still have three major tests before we know how.
It rained today so Ghost and I had a great dinner, a joint effort of cooking beef stew from scratch with a good roast, onions, celery, new potatoes, carrots, mushrooms, garlic and merlot wine. Ghost shopped, I chopped and provided general recipe. He cooked and sauteed, deglazed.
The end result was divine. It is such a joy to cook with my domestic anti-terrorist. I love a man who cooks, especially well. Armed too.
So here we are awake unwillingly. We had storms last night with warnings. I was awake and the alarms,woke Ghost. Not much sleep.
Good morning all. Dickens stays home today, too hot.
Still from archives, but not bad.
http://thatispriceless.blogspot.com/
Trucker Ron: I purposely did not use “100 year storm” as I agree that it is not literally the case. The flooding and damage was worse than anything in the last 100 years, but that is because of the way our roads are built.
As far as counterfeit sunglasses, I think it might be ignorance, especially if they had access to the type of filter readily available. The old “Oh this should be good enough: excuse. However putting the UV label on it could be either evil or it is possible that they did not properly test the product. In automotive, we get a lot of that and it ends up being a major argument when everything hits the fan.
Yes. We’re travelling from Huntspatch, AL. We know someone slap on totality.