A modeler named mike

A dag gone dream!.. I very rarely remember a dream. I was in a unfamiliar factory setting, and I could not figure out where I was going and how to get back to where I was supposed to be. I made several attempts meandering through multiple work areas, none of them being the same type of manufacturing, and always looking different than the way I had just come through. I somehow always ended up outside of the building in a walkout type of loading dock like area. This last time of being outside I turned to attempt to head back in, in what appeared to be a three walled loading room with one wall being the outside opening. One of the three walls had something that looked like a flatbed loading mechanism (?) with a solid paneled bottom. It started to slowly head towards me. As I moved left, it pivoted towards me. I'd move right, it would pivot towards me, aways moving slowly in my direction causing me to be trapped in the corner. Then it started to move downward. Having nowhere to go I started to crouch down. Finally I ended up laying down while watching this thing slowly coming downward. I noticed that the underbelly was marked-up from where it would rest on the ground. I realized that I was about to be crushed. I pantically was looking for an emergency stop button, but none was anywhere in site. Just before being crushed to death I woke up.. thank God.. I am staying up for awhile so I don't drift back to a reoccurring dream. It seemed so dang real..

straight on through

and salute or

Savings, what's that?

National Anthem 12:00 🫡🇺🇸

from Mission BBQ

Arrived today by mail from Dean Milano's ebay store. Complete and sweet. He always has a variety of very nice kits up for auction.

🤔°°Just a thought, maybe this is the vehicle that was purchased by the fellow in Nathan's post attached below.

Well? How did it go at the job fair? did you mop the floor with the competition and come out on top? 🤞

Over and over I keep telling myself, you're not in Kansas anymore, which is really silly because my name isn't Dorothy and I never lived there anyway.

their squeezably soft

and other places

makes stinky bottom

hopefully not underwear 🫣

pounding the pavement

Now I'm worried, pain and laughter sounds like a trip to the devious dentist with his nitrogen oxide mask.

Weather can reap havoc on your plans whether you like it or not, and dangerous weather can make your stomach feel like it's tied in knots.

Sleeping is what I was doing at 1:30 am before I was awakened by the sound of a county salt truck backing up our dead end street.

I got to thinking about the situation with the encampment and decided the best avenue was to not get physically involved but rather use the system to fight the problem since the city wont. First I thought about PETA but when I tried to make contact via their website all I saw was, You can help by volunteering, adoption or send money. Then the light bulb went off and I contacted the EPA hotline via email explaining the situation of the free flowing stream running through the area and the trash that's strewn about form the encampment. Man it wasn't but a matter of minutes I received an email asking for the location. I screenshot a detailed map marking the location and sent it back. Once again, in a matter of minutes another email with the contact info for the Maryland EPA office and how to proceed. That will take place tomorrow. I have no doubt this will cure the problem...🤞

stand-up comedy act

R:SC can get you in deep dodo as I did recently, so that being said, how do you like the price of groceries?

Appetite and monetary suppression seem to happen on a regular basis when the high cost of the heating oil bill comes about.

Zero tolerance for styrene haters, so off with their heads!

Not sure yet. He has an appointment on February 19th with the vascular, cardiovascular specialist. The thought of him being put under at his age and with his weight scares the heck out of me.

with meatballs and