Seems everyone here has riding mowers, regardless of the size of yard one has. So it seems only fitting that I find me one these as soon as possible so I can get in the parade. Really, people don't walk to the post office or down the street to see a buddy, they hop on their machines and travel slowwwww. Might have a lead on one, then the real fun begins. We can get it pimped with perhaps a glass pack, jacked up in a menacingly fashion, perhaps tweak the engine a bit by one of the local gearheads, and maybe a mag wheel look would be nice. I'll let you know what I find.
It's Monday and the start of another work week. Except for me. I have the week off because the parents of my daycare charges are taking the week off, too. This is one of those wordless posts I love on Mondays so I can put my laziness in full view of loyal readers. These pics need no words. Why muddy the waters? They were taken at the pool at Sinkhole Estates aka Death Valley. The nice thing about this pool is it is heated in winter. If one must find positives in one's situation, I suppose that is one. But, please, no more.
That is a SWEET ride!!! You could be like the old man in "The Straight Story" and drive over to Burgess.
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