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Ain't no thang, but having to get up early, that sweaty tank dream rather broke up my sleep momentum.
Sigh ...
Breakfast with my friends was, as it always is, awesome. It ain't so much the food but the company. I love those guys.
But the venue was classic little town New England, that is, the parking lot doesn't hold enough cars to support the clientele for the breakfast place and a mini-gym and a nutrition place in the same little building. I count fifteen spaces (two of which are handicapped).
Now there is parking across the street at a salon (top left in the lead-in photo, depicted below) ...
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Now there were a LOT of people around Saturday morning, in the restaurant, in the little gym, and I'm pretty sure that nutrition place was also open.
So Your Humble Scribe spent a few moments looking for a spot to park Blue.
My buddy Tom, who has eaten at this place before and is watching me look for parking, says "Go ahead and park at the salon, it's not open."
I first slid in around a car to discover the Handicapped Parking sign. So I backed out and parked over to the left, convinced that I was gonna get towed. Kinda reminded me of this story.
Long story short, breakfast was awesome but was too short. When we left I looked over and did not see my car.
I repeat, I did not see my car.
Damn, somebody stole my effing car.
That's when Liz nudges me and says, "You parked over there, dumbass, to the left."
And sure enough, I did, just didn't see the car.
And got to look like a knucklehead at the same time.
Mr. Overreact, that's me.
But all in all, an excellent day.
Now I just need to keep better track of my stuff ...
That might help.
¹ With apologies to the movie of the same name.
A blanket story from me! There is a shade of gray fur in cats that is called blue. My Stitch is a Blue American Shorthair. When I had a blanket and a comforter on my bed, at bedtime Stitch would wander into my bedroom, hop up on the bed, walk up my legs and torso, and curl up on my shoulder.
ReplyDeleteThis week, I put a fleece blanket on my bed that holds in the heat to an amazing degree. Now, when I go to bed, and call, " Com'on Stitch, bedtime. " he comes tearing into my room, and hurls himself at me. Apparently, Stitch also appreciates a warm blanket. Little Tommy, my six month old Tuxedo cat has already discovered how nice under the covers can be.
YAY, CATS!
Hmmmm...Do we now have "SCOTTtheCRAZYOLDCATMAN?
DeleteYep!
DeleteScott - Yes, cats will overheat you in a heartbeat. Little, furry heat generators.
DeleteI miss mine.
Joe - Fits the profile.
DeleteA milder version of a 3 dog night?
DeleteSarg, welcome to the age of misplacing :-) Wife says I need a "clapper" finding system for my coffee cup.
Enjoy the family buddy. When all is said and done, they'll remember you for your kind presence in their lives.
A clapper? Brilliant!
DeleteScott - Confession is good for the soul!
DeleteMichael, would that be a copper clapper?
DeleteHeh.
DeleteCar story. As we know, 99 44/100 of cars no come in either White or some variant of Gunmetal Grey. And half of the cars on the market are so similar in profile that you almost have to read the model name to tell them apart.
ReplyDeleteOur car is a Nissan Leaf in Gunmetal Grey. I'll come out of a store and see 4 or 5 Gunmetal Grey Almost Identical cars in a row. More than once in the first 6 months we had it I'd be trying to get into the wrong car. I've also watched my wife come out of the store and go to the one next to the car I was sitting in and try to open it.
I know, I know, "Why didn't you just push the button on the fob?" Because I almost never use it. I forget that it's a feature. Although I do like the "Push the button on the door latch while the fob is within 2 feet of the door to unlock" feature.
Key fob story. The Leaf has a rather large cover for the charging port on the front end of the car and the key fob has a button to open it. One day on my way to work it popped open. Turned out the way my keys were in my pocket I had moved and pushed that "Open the charge port door, Hal" button.
Actually the Honda Pilot is pretty distinctive, it was parked out of my immediate line of sight. And it's blue, not those other "colors."
DeleteHmmm......perhaps it's time to keep several photos of Blue on the cell....ya know.....just in case for emergency recognition Sarge......:)
ReplyDeleteNah, I just need to keep my head out of my you know what.
DeleteWe had license plate frames, "I'm a leaf on the wind, Watch how I soar" and "Serenity is knowing which River not to cross."
DeleteThen we got Handicapped plates. DD (3 digits)dp. Naturally looked up which ship it was. A Wickes-class destroyer named for a Captain in the Continental Navy who was KIA in 1776. Commissioned in 1918. Decommissioned in 1923
Stricked and scrapped in 1936.
Interesting.
Deletecould not resist remembering this scene:
ReplyDeletehttps://youtu.be/BRw2vutg2WQ?si=8nlHUKRMLLjctWO8
TL;DR - new advisor for the tank-fighting club flattens pricipals car by landing her MBT from plane:
Heh.
DeleteNot finding your car where you think you left it is an unusual feeling. I don't like it.
ReplyDeleteUnsettling it is!
DeleteCar salesman problem. "Where did I park, and what am I driving?"
ReplyDeleteHad the same problem when traveling for work. Trying to remember which rental car I had!
DeleteSarge - Getting a "new" car last year created all kinds of problems in this category. What made it worse was that the colour was the same. The number of times I walked into a parking lot and could not remember where I had parked - after reminding myself to look for the Pseudo-truck - was staggering.
ReplyDeleteI stick with blue Hondas, it helps.
DeleteI was at the feed and seed getting some potting soil for my wife. I told the guy that was going to load the soil I had the white Ford pickup. There were 6 white Ford pickups out front.
ReplyDeleteThey seem to be everywhere!
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