So I'm picked -- the produce is picked and cleaned and loaded into the truck. THE TRUCK -- the 1992 with a 180,000 miles on it and of course the TANK is empty --- last summer it was $125 to fill both tanks. Eats into the profits eh!
The coyote has made it's presence known -- dashed thru the yard while the elders were eating lunch and then left a couple of deposits in the patch -- and attempted to roll off a melon. Varmits -- I can hear them chatting as I type.
Cousin Gordon sends an email a day with the fun events of the day..... his joke of the day is following. ...
I was in the pub yesterday when I suddenly realized I desperately needed to fart. The music was really loud so I timed my farts to the beat.
After a couple of songs, I started to feel much better. I finished my pint and noticed that everyone was staring at me.
Then I suddenly remembered that I was listening to my IPod.
On that note --- time for bed. Need to be up early!!!