Some Mornings I Just Don't Feel Like Slaying Dragons.
I read that on a bumper sticker the other day and the last three days have been awful days. I had to drive 70 miles an hour on Platte to keep up with that dude to snap this picture(the sticker in question is the one closest to me): Brace yourself because I think this post is mostly just a bunch of pictures. Here you see an axe head that broke in half when I was splitting wood for a client. You can see the piece that broke off laying there in the sun: While working in the back yard the day before yesterday, I heard a strange noise. Looking over the fence I discovered that I was an auditory witness of a car accident so I jumped the fence and walked over there to find out some stuff: The chic was driving when her husband told her he wanted a divorce so she swerved wildly and took out this light pole which I didn't even know was on that corner: Tonight, I finished a commission gig for a dentist in Florida. She will be using cheap android tablets as status boards. So if ...