Beware, this somehow became a freakin' novel about a random evening in my life . . . Really nothing important, but at least somewhat amusing . . .

( Vehicular Junk )

Sparked by pen_grunt's comment on my last post: ("And everyone should have growing things. . . outside of their refrigerators.")

Y'know how I know that an old guy put all the food back in my (new) refrigerator?

Huh?

Do ya?

. . .

They put the beer at the very back behind everything else . . . I mean, c'mon - who doesn't know that beer is the most ( Read more... )

So here's my morning . . . whadda y'get with an elderly, probably half-deaf maintenance man who rises at the crack of dawn & a verry, verry noisy refrigerator in its death rattles? (It kinda sounds like a boat motor when running, and then when the compressor shuts off it kinda sounds like half the refrigerator fell off*knock, knock, knock ( Read more... )