Yee-[xxxxin’]-haw!

Yee-[xxxxin’]-haw! Off to Vegas. Most appropriate for my buddies. And for more on ebay: All slim line trappers, two are bareheaded, the rest are regular with hats, I guess: Black Bone, brown plastic, smooth Appaloosa, Blue Bone, Pink, Lizard Skin, Green Bone, Vintage Stag, and Vintage Stag Y2K special. More Saturn news and **not** an Yee-[xxxxin’]-haw!

Useless facts

Useless facts Yesterday morning I got a terse note from someone who didn’t know how to operate a web browser. I responded – I thought – kindly and never heard back. Apparently, when a browser dumps you into my page, there’s no “forward” button. Never was one, it’s a dead end. And no, you don’t Useless facts

ebay items for sale

ebay items for sale Bid now, make me some dollars – excess from the collection: 1. Texas Jack knife. 2. Black Case Russlock. 3. Peachseed Russlock. 4. Bare Headed Trapper. 5. Stag Russlock. 6. Big Stag Trapper [?]. Nota Bene: all proceeds from sales go to the credit card that pays for the server. More ebay items for sale

Astrology observations

Not long ago, I was lamenting the fact that I hadn’t found a portal, or even an area for frank discussion about certain astrological principles. There’s a generation of people born in the mid-sixties with a Pluto-Uranus conjunction. While there’s a wealth of information about this as a “generation indication” and how this affected us Astrology observations

Trucks and such

I was stupidly surfing away on Sunday afternoon, and I came across this CNN story about their picks for the greatest American cars of all time. Which got me thinking about vehicles in general, and some of the ones that have big impacts on my life. For trucks, a 1970 to 1979 Ford F-100 can’t Trucks and such

Bridges

In the first week of May, 2000, there was a big astrological event. I was reminiscing about this event the other day, and I got to thinking about a bridge, one that I cross several times a week. It’s got small construction tag on it, a little plaque not much bigger than a 3 X Bridges

Happy 4th

As it stands, I’m writing the equivalent of one decent-sized paperback book per year. Have been, for a while. [\\That\\ story came up in conversation the other day, and I stumbled across it trying to isolate the time when the scopes went from short to long.] Maybe it was in 1996 or perhaps a little Happy 4th