One of my families favorite places is the drive on Big Sur. Always different and always remarkable.
Good on you Graham, I urge you to remain the same.
Thanks Graham. You are getting your mojo back.
What a great way to praise the Lord, with humor. Keep up the good work Graham.
The rule on horsepower (also watermelon,apple pie and many other desireable things) is that some is good, more is
better, and too much is just right.
Now this is ATTITUDE. The car is still king in some places and memories abound.
The first one I ever saw passed us somewhere in Nevada and a sign flipped down in the rear window which identified
it as a Tucker.
Wow ! I felt a dampness around my eyes when saw this one. And again when I copied it for my friends and family.
I'm 85 with a history of many dogs in that span and every one my favorite. I'm not too far from seeing them all once more. That dampness has turned into real tears running down my cheeks as I am engulfed in wonderful memories.
I was there in 1950, in June and I still remember riding the roller coaster and the parachute jump and being scared and loving every minute of the whole experience. It was a very big deal for a farm boy from Yakima Washington.
The biggest gag I get is when various corporations refer to the customer service dept. When I actually get some
helpful service I am amazed. One of the reasons I treasure Amazon is they really give service when requested.
Recent tv ads show Jeep Wagoneer at $.05 less than $90,000.
This wonderful town is also starting place for one our favorite drives south, Big Sur. Oh, and next time give us a shot of the dog.
I have upgraded my last two laptops with Crucial ssds and have had no issues. I also use a Crucial app
to transfer data from hhd and ssd to new ssds to gain storage space.
Mark Twain, I couldn't make it to the funeral but I sent a note that I approved.
I do remember. The biggest deal was WW2. My friends and I fought every battle. We could identify every
airplane, most weapons and nobody wanted to be the enemy. I ws 8 years old when the war ended and spent VJ day in a hotel in Vernon BC while visiting relatives in Canada. When we got home in Yakima some of us younger ones had to be the enemy, but always prisoners of war.