.... fucking freezing. But Im gonna attempt a ride anyway. New fork, oil change, drilled the snow-shovel, filters....yeah, its time. Aluminum drillings are cool looking btw.
Missions as of late include more stove pipe to keep the scary embers farther from the house, tiling the hearth around the fireplace with a mural, moving all the shit from the garage to a mediate localtion, and more vehicular modifications to increase winter productivity for the encroaching darkness.
BTW: Mom, I need your symbolic drawing for the hearth. I reckon the tile work I do while unemployed as a new unfound artist is going to envelope most of the corner.
AND: Dad is a philosophical sort of bloke if you ask the right questions. Stuff like coffee, dogs, cats, golf, woodwork.....
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I have no thoughts - let your creative juices flow - you have an artistic eye - I trust you - let the hearth begin!
this is, without question, the funniest little dog with floppy ears!
isn't she great!?!
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