Sights Around Town

If I asked you if you ever heard of a 2-door station wagon you might look at me incredulously. Or you may shrug your shoulders saying something along the lines of, "I don't give a shit." The above beauty with antique plates is a 1977 Ford Pinto.

Saw this guy walking by in an animated conversation with someone or something invisible tagging along. He was talking and waving his arms like he was in a juicy argument. That wasn't the only thing. Apparently he left home without his shoes, too.

For sign aficionados like Mr. Sutor this may be noteworthy. If you weren't sure this was a laundry you will be when you read it twice.

Came across an aunt hill that seemed pretty good sized. I put one of my flip-flops next to it to give you some perspective. Then I stirred them up a little. It pissed them off. I don't usually go around messing up wildlife, but one bit Norah a while back so it was payback time.

We started out with a car and, coincidentally we end with a car as well. This is a 1968 Plymouth Valiant gussied up as a muscle car that I saw rambling down 4th Avenue last week. They made over 40,000 of these that year so there isn't anything particularly rare about it. The striping, which was big on real muscle cars of the era, could be applied for $68 dollars at the factory. Of course, the fact that it was a 225 CI 6-banger and a 4-door makes this a pretender at best, and ludicrous at worst. But still, give it points for still chugging along.

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Flashback Friday

Class, Or Lack Thereof The Dwight Vice gravestone in Oquawka, Illinois. I bring this old chestnut out every so often just to remind me that class is classless. Dwight Vice was killed in his home near Oquawka in 2001. It was one of those things that can generate crime: two guys thought Dwight had a lot of money stashed at home because of his pot-selling sideline to supplement his fishing job. Not really one of those big drug deals gone-bad things. Marijuana was, according to the trial, about the only stuff Dwight sold. But these two guys barge into the house and killed Dwight and attempted to kill his 11 year old kid, Darryl, before they took off with what money they could find. His son, now 23, was stabbed in the back and left for dead. He survived and is wheelchair bound and has undergone several surgeries to repair his wounds. He will be paralyzed for life. None of this is pleasant. Reading the facts of the murder and attempted murder are most unpleasant

Summer Swim

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.

Florida Air Museum - Part 3

Welcome back to a pretty neat tour of the Florida Air Museum in Lakeland Florida. There's a lot to see and a couple of the old Geezer Gold Wing guys are already sitting down instead of walking around looking at the exhibits. That's John who is wore out and making a call to his wife. In all honesty, John was pretty well bushed before the ride. He told me his daughter's family was down from one of the Carolina's with the grand kids and he must have played with them too much. He's about to take off on his own and head for home, but he's going to miss a couple of neat things out on Hangar A. But, before we walk over there, we have lots yet to see here. If you saw The Aviator with Leonardo DiCaprio playing Howard Hughes, you'll remember that he went up in a plane during the filming of one of his movies to prove a point about flying. He crashed trying to execute a roll and this is a picture of the plane he crashed. Note the propeller

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