Don't choke on those cotton balls Slim.
Evenin' y'all.
City trip was city-trip-ish. Mother made me drive the new car in the city. I did okay until it was time to park at my sister's school. parked crooked, and had to re-park. The danged parking lot is tilted in two planes, and it kind of "sub-compact only." How we ever parked the old Trailblazer there is a mystery.
At the gas station was the only time I stalled. Many people would when faced by a "mentally challenged" hobo charging the front of your Subaru wielding a Pepsi bottle like a ka-bar.
Went out hunting again this evening, and again came home empty handed.
Spanish test tomorrow. Wish me luck!
--TK