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[LuvTooGolf]

Morning Daves, Dean, Tony, and DeFibFlip.  Was in Houston yesterday, flying to NE in a few hours through late Thursday.  Better pack a few sticks before I forget.

Work related or just trying to escape the Mrs?

Ha, work related.  Ribbon cutting on the new customer facility, so I have to take a jacket and tie and rosin up the lips for extended ass-kissing.

I can't think of anyone better suited. Morning, BrownNoseMark.

[razgueado]

Thought for Today: “Nothing is improbable until it moves into the past tense.” – George Ade, American writer (1866-1944).

If only it were true.




That's a grammar joke, in case you missed it. It's the subjunctive mood.

[FloridaDean]

good morning Banter. it's a GFY Tuesday.
cigar and coffee in the hot tub, 75° and misty rain, hot tub 97°.

You're gonna need one of those umbrella hats to keep your cigar dry.

considering purchasing a canopy.

If you have any Harbor Freight down there, they had a 10" by 10" for $49.00
with coupon...

yep, I know. thank you.

[razgueado]

The Illusione OneOff's have sure blitzed the new product intro news across the interwebz.  Have some coming in today, we'll see what all the bru ha ha is about (after a little rest).

The hype machine is real.

BostonBakedDave can't resist a good hype machine.

hey, don't know if they have it in your neck of the woods, but in New England
B&M brown bread in a can, is nice toasted with cream cheese.  any of the rest of you know of this
canned bread ( very good with sliced beer!  )

Yup. Never tried it. But I've seen it in the store.

[razgueado]

Morning Daves, Dean, Tony, and DeFibFlip.  Was in Houston yesterday, flying to NE in a few hours through late Thursday.  Better pack a few sticks before I forget.

is that Nebraska or New England?

New England, but having never been to Nebraska i wouldn't mind checking it out.

There's nothing to check out in Nebraska. The stench of Omaha will make you want to check out, but that's about it.

[FloridaDean]

good morning Daves, Tony, Mark, flip, and RazMan.

all poked and injected. was early and got in and out quickly. stopped at Cracker Barrel for breakfast. very satisfied right now.

[FloridaDean]

"I was parked in front of the mall wiping off my car. I had just come from the car wash. Coming my way from across the parking lot was what society would call a bum. From the looks of him, he had no car, no home, no clean clothes and no money. There are times when you feel generous, but there are other times when you just don't want to be bothered, and this was one of those times.

“‘I hope he doesn't ask me for money,’ I thought. He didn't. He came and sat on the curb in front of the bus stop, but he didn't look like he could have enough money to even ride the bus. After a few minutes he spoke. ‘That's a very pretty car.’ He was ragged, but he had an air of dignity around him. His scraggly blonde beard kept more than his face warm. I said, ‘Thanks,’ and continued wiping off my car. He sat there quietly as I worked. The expected plea for money never came. As the silence between us widened, something inside said, ‘Ask him if he needs any help.’

“I was sure that he would say ‘Yes,’ but I held true to the inner voice. ‘Do you need any help?’ I asked. He answered in three simple but profound words that I shall never forget. ‘Don’t we all?’ he said. We often look for wisdom in great men and women. We expect it from those of higher learning and accomplishments. I expected nothing but an outstretched, grimy hand. He spoke the three words that shook me. I was feeling high and mighty, successful and important, above a bum in the street, until those three words hit me like a 12-gauge shotgun. ‘Don't we all?’

I needed help. Maybe not for bus fare or a place to sleep, but I needed help. I reached in my wallet and gave him not only enough for bus fare, but enough to get a warm meal and shelter for the day. Those three little words still ring true. No matter how much you have, no matter how much you have accomplished, you need help, too. No matter how little you have, no matter your problems, even without money or a place to sleep, you can give help. Even if it's just a compliment, you can give that. Maybe the man was just a homeless stranger wandering the streets, but maybe he was more than that. Maybe God looked down, called an angel, dressed him like a bum, then said, ‘Go minister to that man cleaning the car, that man needs help.’”

Hope you will remember those three little words: “Don't we all?”

You can easily judge the character of anyone by how he treats those who can do nothing for him.

And y'all call me the Rev?

Good words, PreacherDean.

I try to be kind. you never know, that bum or homeless person on the corner may be an angel in disguise.

[razgueado]

"I was parked in front of the mall wiping off my car. I had just come from the car wash. Coming my way from across the parking lot was what society would call a bum. From the looks of him, he had no car, no home, no clean clothes and no money. There are times when you feel generous, but there are other times when you just don't want to be bothered, and this was one of those times.

“‘I hope he doesn't ask me for money,’ I thought. He didn't. He came and sat on the curb in front of the bus stop, but he didn't look like he could have enough money to even ride the bus. After a few minutes he spoke. ‘That's a very pretty car.’ He was ragged, but he had an air of dignity around him. His scraggly blonde beard kept more than his face warm. I said, ‘Thanks,’ and continued wiping off my car. He sat there quietly as I worked. The expected plea for money never came. As the silence between us widened, something inside said, ‘Ask him if he needs any help.’

“I was sure that he would say ‘Yes,’ but I held true to the inner voice. ‘Do you need any help?’ I asked. He answered in three simple but profound words that I shall never forget. ‘Don’t we all?’ he said. We often look for wisdom in great men and women. We expect it from those of higher learning and accomplishments. I expected nothing but an outstretched, grimy hand. He spoke the three words that shook me. I was feeling high and mighty, successful and important, above a bum in the street, until those three words hit me like a 12-gauge shotgun. ‘Don't we all?’

I needed help. Maybe not for bus fare or a place to sleep, but I needed help. I reached in my wallet and gave him not only enough for bus fare, but enough to get a warm meal and shelter for the day. Those three little words still ring true. No matter how much you have, no matter how much you have accomplished, you need help, too. No matter how little you have, no matter your problems, even without money or a place to sleep, you can give help. Even if it's just a compliment, you can give that. Maybe the man was just a homeless stranger wandering the streets, but maybe he was more than that. Maybe God looked down, called an angel, dressed him like a bum, then said, ‘Go minister to that man cleaning the car, that man needs help.’”

Hope you will remember those three little words: “Don't we all?”

You can easily judge the character of anyone by how he treats those who can do nothing for him.

And y'all call me the Rev?

Good words, PreacherDean.

I try to be kind. you never know, that bum or homeless person on the corner may be an angel in disguise.

It's been known to happen.

[FloridaDean]

"I was parked in front of the mall wiping off my car. I had just come from the car wash. Coming my way from across the parking lot was what society would call a bum. From the looks of him, he had no car, no home, no clean clothes and no money. There are times when you feel generous, but there are other times when you just don't want to be bothered, and this was one of those times.

“‘I hope he doesn't ask me for money,’ I thought. He didn't. He came and sat on the curb in front of the bus stop, but he didn't look like he could have enough money to even ride the bus. After a few minutes he spoke. ‘That's a very pretty car.’ He was ragged, but he had an air of dignity around him. His scraggly blonde beard kept more than his face warm. I said, ‘Thanks,’ and continued wiping off my car. He sat there quietly as I worked. The expected plea for money never came. As the silence between us widened, something inside said, ‘Ask him if he needs any help.’

“I was sure that he would say ‘Yes,’ but I held true to the inner voice. ‘Do you need any help?’ I asked. He answered in three simple but profound words that I shall never forget. ‘Don’t we all?’ he said. We often look for wisdom in great men and women. We expect it from those of higher learning and accomplishments. I expected nothing but an outstretched, grimy hand. He spoke the three words that shook me. I was feeling high and mighty, successful and important, above a bum in the street, until those three words hit me like a 12-gauge shotgun. ‘Don't we all?’

I needed help. Maybe not for bus fare or a place to sleep, but I needed help. I reached in my wallet and gave him not only enough for bus fare, but enough to get a warm meal and shelter for the day. Those three little words still ring true. No matter how much you have, no matter how much you have accomplished, you need help, too. No matter how little you have, no matter your problems, even without money or a place to sleep, you can give help. Even if it's just a compliment, you can give that. Maybe the man was just a homeless stranger wandering the streets, but maybe he was more than that. Maybe God looked down, called an angel, dressed him like a bum, then said, ‘Go minister to that man cleaning the car, that man needs help.’”

Hope you will remember those three little words: “Don't we all?”

You can easily judge the character of anyone by how he treats those who can do nothing for him.

And y'all call me the Rev?

Good words, PreacherDean.

I try to be kind. you never know, that bum or homeless person on the corner may be an angel in disguise.

It's been known to happen.

😇

[A Friend of Charlie]

Morning, muchachos.

Howdy, Bret.

[razgueado]

Morning, muchachos.

Howdy, Bret.

Top of the day, Mr. Ambassador.

[Threebean]

good morning Daves, Tony, Mark, flip, and RazMan.

all poked and injected. was early and got in and out quickly. stopped at Cracker Barrel for breakfast. very satisfied right now.

TW...oh, never mind.

[flip from jersey]

going to go downstairs for meds, glucose testing and breakfast.  nobody selling egg & cheese on a roll
on the way to the kitchen.   

[A Friend of Charlie]

going to go downstairs for meds, glucose testing and breakfast.  nobody selling egg & cheese on a roll
on the way to the kitchen.

Pork roll, bro.

[Threebean]

Time for me to hit the road.  Will check back in with a gate rack report if conditions warrant.  Otherwise, adios, mofos.