Little Timmy

Humor is lost on Karen.

It seems that there are several members here that have an extensive vocabulary, and mine is severely lacking. ( also, I can only type with one finger ... )

Delivery sedan? Panel van ? ( I'm determined to " help". )

Instead of prompting AI for a station wagon, try prompting for a hearse. ( can't wait to see where this goes. )

My wife and I just got back from a day trip to Tucson. On our way home, we stopped at Weinerschnitzl and brought home 5 chili dogs and a large order of chili fries topped with bacon, cheese, and ranch dressing. It's gonna cost me later, but it was sooooooooooooo good !

Waldo is somebody I never bothered to look for.

Change is something I fear.

Idiocy surrounds me daily, and I'm out of ammunition.

Are you sure, because I have never seen one fly, but they DO get run over repeatedly on the freeway.

Years ago I thought I saw you, and you haven't aged a bit .

Souls of men are often condemned to eternal fire in a bottomless pit, ... I have a road map on how to get there.

No, I think he meant he didn't understand why you don't "need" anymore. You can never have too many.

Pork is the "other" White meat, as opposed to " Soylant Green" ( supposedly made from people ) which is more of a Green hue .

Men have no idea what women are going to do next.

Split pea soup and baby poop bacon ? ( this was my wife's "best guess" )

Carmel and mint ? Avacodo and beans ?

Percent of my life devoted to knitting lousy sweaters is completely Zero.

And, even if they were willing to sell it would be such an inflated price than no one would pay the "insane" number. I had the same experience here. A local junkyard has a 64 Falcon wagon perched on top of a container. I asked 5 years ago if he would sell it. He said he wanted to wait a while before he was ready to sell.( he never said HOW long.) I asked again last year. The car now has broken windows, the trim is falling off, the front suspension has bent a bit because of the way its been placed on the container, and there's more rust. He said he wouldn't move it off the container for less than $ 40,000. What a fool !

A beat up ( cosmeticly) 1996 Dodge 2500 pick-up. Mechanically she's fit as a fiddle. 240, 000 miles on her, but I try to stay on top of maintenance because she's our material hauler. So far I have replaced a head gasket, clutch, and 2 years ago I replaced the transmission. The only time I had to take her to a mechanic was for the alignment. ( I don't have the knowledge to figure that out by myself... as evidenced by the odd tirewear that occurred after I "eyeballed" it ) And a very tired 2004 Suzuki grand vitara. ( 257,000 miles on the clock.)

Model cars/trucks are all on shelfs. Tanks, planes, ships are all in a very large steamer trunk. ( big enough to fit me and my wife in it... but that's a story for another time ...) Trains, figures, buildings and scratchbuilding supplies are all in 4 cupboard's ( each 2 feet wide x 3 feet tall.) I also have 2 pegboard's of model train parts set up over both workbenches. As well as 4 tackle box's full of all kinds of spare parts. ( and several box's of unsorted miscellaneous body's, and bits. ) And, ... my model vegetation for dioramas ( bags of ground foam, bags of different sizes of rocks, box's of resin and bottles of tinting, and lots of little tree trunks) just seems to be everywhere.

I'm a truck driver ( have been for over 25 years) and my schedule is kinda all over the place. Pair that with my wife's NON-STOP to do list, and my hour or Two a week for myself suddenly dissapear.

Joke is on you because I drove a Hearse for years and only heard "voices" .

Peril is what I come close to sometimes, when the wife finds my hobby store purchases.

Often I find myself wondering just which sentence is the right sentence I should be using for the next post.

Business is booming at my recently opened hobby shop, but I'm my only customer.