The contractors came back yesterday. They had forgotten to pack up several tools and spent about a half hour gathering respirators, snip s and a stray hammer or so.
I knew that I can cause cashiers to mis-manage their registers, but hadn’t a clue that my presence would discommode an entire construction crew. They apologized for the inconvenience and went on their way.
I’m late noting this, the Labor Day activities traded in their hay ride for a street dance this year. The music was provided by a local pick-up band down the fire house way. Missed that one, I did.
The weekly State vs. whomever contained a nod toward modern thinking; four women facce the bar out of nine cases. That’s near equality.
The night have turned cooler. There for a while I was willing to bet we’d have snow before Halloween. We still may.
NASCAR and college football today. All shopping for the month is finished, no activities are scheduled – with the exception of a new business opening in the county seat some time (unspecified) this next week.
From the reaches,