Graffiti of another sort. This they call art, and is transitory. There are a number at the link.
And from France to America – WSU lost. That’s about enough of that. Except . . . I reviewed the email with my off-hand prediction. I thought second or third. Never mind. It’s sport and who knows what heart will get you.
Grats to the Shocker Team. I won’t say wait until next year because I know that this year, that game, was what counted. Grats again.
I had a bit of fun this weekend. Poker. Astronomical stakes – unlimited buy-in’s but they had to be rolled pennies. A roll of pennies got you fifty dollars worth of chips (No. You do the math). The pennies to go to charity of a village needy.
Actually that statement is not true. There wasn’t a poker game. I was thinking, after all the grump from me about the church always approaching with a can you g’me, can you see you’re way clear, I came up with that idea I might propose.
Although with the way the economy is a roll of dimes would better serve the project. Now, to take it to the Pastor or not.
The problem, and there’s always a problem, was I started thinking about it looking at pictures of dra-mama’s wife taking another vacation (hidden as a state visit of some sort) to another place, which when her husband is out of office, she’ll likely never see again.
The cost of that trip made my roll of pennies look like what they really were – a candidate for dinosaurism.
Count the days until tax day.
From the reaches,