In honor:

[mumchancegaloot]

The venerable ELPH s100, whom has served me so well for so many years, bringing joy to the hearts some, has finally begun to bite the big one of retirement.  Indeed, perhaps taking it canoeing, even wrapped and double wrapped in the heartiest of ziploque bags, was a move of poor merit on my part.  5 years of excellent service, for the bargain used

Comments

[givemethegun]

I love these photos, honey. P.S. Can we buy that old train and make it into a house?

[mumchancegaloot]

Ah, check this shit out! There's a mailbox on the front of the train (can be seen a bit in the last pic), and a clock, an old thermometer, and running electricity if not water as well... somebody, or... something... clearly lived or lives there!

So, all we have to do is kill it.

[givemethegun]

I'll bring the shovel, then.

No, really. We should live in one of those.

[mumchancegaloot]

Honey, we have shovels here... we use them for Big Macs and Krispy Kremes.

We could take a hobo, easy...

[givemethegun]

I thought those were wheelbarrows.

AND we could have a tasty snack to boot.

[mumchancegaloot]

The were, but we ate them. :(

Just grab his coat, we'll eat light, that's hobo style.

[givemethegun]

I'm serious - can we get a train?! Huh?! Huh!?

Not now, honey. Maybe tomorrow.

[mumchancegaloot]

You do realize I'd put fins on it...

[givemethegun]

Is that the suit you're wearing to the wedding? You've never looked hotter (nor more...goth).

(You could put fins on it if you'd let me convert the rooftop into a patio garden, and install a spa with a sunroof into the upstairs compartment).

[mumchancegaloot]

Spandex. Tuxedo.

Damn, this train's sounding pretty nice now adays...

[givemethegun]

I told you, wear a Speedo, the wedding is off. You can find a mail order bride from Singapore, or somewhere.

(I know! We could put it on a block of land, and have a veggie patch and chickens, and a big bathtub under the stars, and you could get your silo and fit it out for the rock. Chickens.)