Sunday, August 27, 2017

Today was Michael & Mary Day on Blossom Hill, which is right off Fruitville Pike.

Mary & Timmy were woodworking

They sent Michael to Home Depot for some screws.
I drove. Dropped him off at the door & told him I will wait outside.

30 minutes later I walked inside the store to look for Michael.

He was checking out & told me there were at least 25 people ahead of him in the Screw Department
being waited on!
The whole Dept was in chaos & the Help was really screwing up!
We delivered the screws back to the Blossom Hill Woodworkers.

Who told us we got the wrong size screws!!@#$%^!
Michael said to me "Screw This!"
He said I should send those two to a Music Store & tell them to buy me Guitar strings that are 'a little bit smaller than this one'.

So, Me & Michael went to see Paddy's Rig.


while the wood was curing in the Sun.

The wood is from Mary & Michael's back yard tree & Mary & Timmy
have made benches out of them.

Michael asking..."you want little screws or bigger screws?"

Paddy & Katie asked Mary if she needs any help.
Mary had everything under control...

So overall it was a Fruitful day on Blossom Hill,
which is just off of Fruitville Pike.


Saturday, August 26, 2017

Wednesday, August 23, 2017

Ah yes! The old 3 string electric shovel that Freddy Newfeld rigged up for Eddie back in the day...

With the state the news & the country is in I spend the time the news is on surfing You-tube videos.

It's a lot more relaxing & a lot more informative...



PS: Actually, we never even owned a shovel, we did have a lawn mower though!


But we never thought to electrify it.

Saturday, August 19, 2017

Major League Baseball Umpires are now the latest Victims in the USA!





In the 140+ year History of Baseball when has an Umpire not been ridiculed?

Apparently the current day Umps have decided to wear white wrist bands
to Protest the verbal abuse they put up with...
why not Black or Brown wristbands will be the next Protest March!

Poor puppies.

My first two cars...

When I was entering my Junior year of High School, our neighbor Mr Osterlee (who owned a Sinclair Gas station @ 5th & Allegheny) sold me a Ford. They did not have Model names at that time. It was just a Ford.


It was blue, a stick shift & it cost me $35 dollars.

I pretty much taught myself how to drive it.
Dad did take me out once & told me about "easing up on the clutch
and feathering the gas pedal"

I had no idea what he was talking about.

In 1965 brother John took it to College in Altoona, Pa
and I never saw my Ford again.

In 1970 I bought a 1964 Chevy Impala (they were giving their cars
ID's by that time)

My Impala had Power Windows, a Red interior and 
Whitewalls! Dad just shook his head.

Oh yea...the Impala cost me $1100.
I did not let John borrow it.
And it was a "Chick Magnet!"

LOL...!

Amala Ekpunobi