Flat Stone Cold Pussy

A gift from a new friend.
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Going, Going

Gone. 5/12/2016.
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G. Awesome Wells

He's jammin' to old, old-OLD Rush.
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0100, Caturday

There may have been intoxicants consumed at T. & J.s house.

I did trim and give myself a haircut today, since the weather was nice. The homeless look isn't my favorite.

Kitteh Bob doesn't care if I had a few beers and whatnot.

Pink pink pink pink...

Today, after de-homelesshairing.

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GAW Alert

After Nephew's soccer game, I'm gonna go visit my old friend Gary Wells. I saw him briefly the first week I got to the area, but that was back in November.
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Up Near Cripple Creek

Parker was there to greet me.

(Country) Jeff was on his way back after being called into work, and then called to say, "no worries" before he got halfway there. He's assembling some fine chicken coops, here.

Not Safe For Mickey Kaus.

Spotted piglets!  Squeeee!

Hello, ladies.

Look at that 'un!  Reddish with spots!

Aw, kittehs!
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Firepit Happenings

I got invited Saturday night to a gathering... not by the property owners so much as by Ivy, who is a close friend of all. I was expecting a group of 5-6 people, maybe. When I pulled up, there were a score of cars and motorcycles parked in the yard, at least.

Ivy and Jensen (LarryFlowers' BFF!) were there to ease my social anxiety, as were some friends named Busch that accompanied me, under Wanda's ample seat.  ;)  I know the person who was hosting, so I didn't feel too gatecrash-y, but I was truly welcomed by all. What a nice group of folx.

I drank enough to cause my friends some concern, but apparently not enough to become an obnoxious ass ("You were fun!" was Ivy's take), so I accepted a sober ride from Ivy & Jensen at the end of the evening. No one wants to be "that guy" who worries his pals at the end of festivities. It was very nice of them to be concerned, and probably the better call, all around.

So, this morning, Ivy texts me to get me back to Wanda, as we had prearranged... but with a twist:

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I was eating a Fat Mo's burger there at the end, a weekend reward.  ;)  It's so nice to meet new people, and to have your friends lookin' out for ya, y'know?  I hope all of you have that. Is it better than money?  Well, I didn't win Powerballs again, so I can't compare it, but yeah. I think it is. By a longshot.
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We Interrupt This Program...

... to bring you a message about a strong woman in my life. A woman I surely admire, and who inspires me to be better in all I do.

Ivy, this one's for you. You're the best.
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Larry's Got A New Fambily

Meghan, L.E.'s new human. They will treat each other very well.
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My Gracious Host

He's keeping the horses from nicking the cow's feed.
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Farm Livin'

Goats like rails.

Mabel & her calf. Mabel is foreground, L.

Hawsies!

Monster sow. Friendly!

Cheekins.

Same cheekins, more artistically-framed.

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Room With A Pool

... table.

Comfy!
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Little Girl, Big Sunglasses

I apologize for being a week late with this.
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Andre Has A McMansion

... and this is a spare bedroom in this 5000 sq. ft. monstrosity.
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Big Trouble, Little Nashville

We're terrorizing thrift stores and PC tech places, today.
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My Dinner With Andre

This crazy fucker is Andre, my (now-naturalized U.S. citizen) buddy who grew up and lived most of his life in Durban, South Africa. You've probably seen me mention him, before, but we had a falling out a few years back over something completely stupid, and I'm in the frame of mind to stop being stupid and to begin setting things right with people I have wronged in the past. So!  We have reconnected, and it's pretty awesome.

The stories he and I could tell about one another would make an entertaining book. Really.

Good to have him back in my life. I missed Andre. Now, to work on James in Columbus.
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