What if it Snows?

Cowgirl & I are half way through re-roofing the Ranch house. 74f for the high tomorrow which is good. 4th parade better not see any rainbows.

 

I had mutton one time. Once. Tasted like I imagine swamp ### would. Horrible thing called food.

 

Power has been restored and there’s still two (2) beers left in the shop beer fridge— and they will remain in the shop beer fridge until they get reinforced on Friday cause I gots to turn and burn at 0-dark thirty in the morning for a trip to a different part of the borderlands

 

Try Bear. Greasy foul taste. You'd have to be real hungry.

 

I fixed it for those of you who are sensitive, but I've put it behind a spoiler so you can only blame yourselves for looking. Again, this is why I don't eat lengua tacos, or anything else with beef tongue.

Spoiler

 

Wait a minute. You live with a cat. You've already seen it a thousand times.

 

All I remember is the seaweed wrap on everything and those big bottles of peach wine that had an opium base— and maybe or maybe not repelling upside down on the knotted fire escape rope ,to peak in the windows below, that was stored under the bed at the Holiday Inn Hotel and the Brass telling us not to go down on Texas Street which was the first place we headed

 

Save the date and mark your calendar.
Get your reservations in early.

Sweetwater Jaycees