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Friday, September 30, 2011
Friday Morning Rush Hour
Have to be at work before 8am.
Have to pick up my morning caffeine.
Have to cruise the side streets in the neighborhood by work to catch a glimpse of garage sale items as i drive by.
Have to have this find -- a wrought iron patio swing. $20. . . . . . Did I pay too much? No way!
It's a good Friday.
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Monday, September 12, 2011
First, I know it's a bad picture. But you gotta act fast when duty calls.
Let me set the scene.
Home alone. TV is on with the debate beginning. I'm laid up on the couch with my laptop. On facebook and checking in on blogs. A movement catches my eye. I'm not really a scaredycat, but I stop everything to see what it is.
Do you see what I see?
I went to the bedroom to grab my cell phone for the camera. Went to the bedroom window. It was very close to the edge of the porch on the other end of the house. Took a picture anyway. Then went to the living room window and took another picture as it walked away.
This means, the calendar says it's almost fall. And almost fall means deer hunting. But deer hunting in my yard means shooting them with a camera.
Like I said, sorry for the bad cell picture.
Let me set the scene.
Home alone. TV is on with the debate beginning. I'm laid up on the couch with my laptop. On facebook and checking in on blogs. A movement catches my eye. I'm not really a scaredycat, but I stop everything to see what it is.
Do you see what I see?
I went to the bedroom to grab my cell phone for the camera. Went to the bedroom window. It was very close to the edge of the porch on the other end of the house. Took a picture anyway. Then went to the living room window and took another picture as it walked away.
This means, the calendar says it's almost fall. And almost fall means deer hunting. But deer hunting in my yard means shooting them with a camera.
Like I said, sorry for the bad cell picture.