Hogheads. Possibly a vessel for Idaho Gold (TM). Our researchers will be looking into this.
San
Hobo Jungle
WOW!! Am I paying for this next engine!!!!!! I come home from training to find that my livingroom and hallway floors have been completly redone and there's a pile of new base board out in the garage awaiting my little mitre box and saw. Not to mention a couple of gallons of wall paint. 
I think I'm gonna need a hogshead worth of beer!!!!! Am I deserving of a pity party? 
I think I'm gonna need a hogshead worth of beer!!!!! Am I deserving of a pity party? Running that red block Charlie.
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San Diegan
Well, I hate to rub it in, Trampy, but it is a classic Southern California beach day. I'm holding off on brew until after I hit the waves about four this afternoon. But then, there is nothing as refreshing as an ice cold beer after being in salt water. I would hit the shore earlier, but the beach is still overflowing with gomers and zonies. Late afternoon to dusk is a fine time on the beach when they thin out and head back inland.
For now I have the tri-tip on the back of the kettle grill and some ears of white corn soaking in salt water. A chilled salad with best boy tomatoes will round out the meal.
In the early afternoon I will be in the shade of the cool garage cleaning the Big Boy and some aluminum El Capitan cars.
You have yourself a good one. I hope to get up to downeast sometime in late summer/early autumn and see some of the beautiful country up there again.
San
For now I have the tri-tip on the back of the kettle grill and some ears of white corn soaking in salt water. A chilled salad with best boy tomatoes will round out the meal.
In the early afternoon I will be in the shade of the cool garage cleaning the Big Boy and some aluminum El Capitan cars.
You have yourself a good one. I hope to get up to downeast sometime in late summer/early autumn and see some of the beautiful country up there again.
San
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Frank53
Here in sunny Florida it's bedlam.
Mrs 53 shanghais me in to taking her to Wal-mart yesterday, and comes home with paint and drywall compound.
Of course a stop at home depot (next store) yields a truck full of lumber for building the storage shelves in the garage (silver lining is when I get those shel;ves built, I can move the load of crap in the backroom onto the shelves and free up the future train room).
But wait - it's memorial day weekend, and when we moved last year, we tossed the old grill, so we need a nedw grill! $584.60 later, it's a honey of a grill.
But wait! The sonofabitch has to be put together!
But wait! Seeing as how we are painting Junior's room, his sister (married) brings by her entertainment center for his room which me and my son-in-law have to unload, and move upstairs.
But wait! It looks like sh*t!, and I have a perfectly good enteratinment center in the garage, which my wife pretty much hates, even if it wasa thousand dollar bill when I bought it ten years ago.
OK! We'll get rid of the daughters entertainment center and use the old one, which weighs about 500 pounds, byu moving it from teh garage to the second floor bedroom.
But wait! What to do with the other one that just showed up? Back down the staird, out to teh street, busted into flat boards and wait for the garbage men not to pick it up because it's not on their scheduled pickup.
But wait! When they don't pick it up, the homeowners association will tell me I can't leave it at the curb, so I'll move it back in the garage while waiting for the next round of garbage men.
But wait! Beofre we move the 500 lb entertainment center into Juniors room - the room has to be painted! Four o-clock this morning - still painting.
But Wait! What about building the shelves in the garage?
So somehow, my daughter finds a way to get me to throw out her garbage, Junior gets a paint job, Mrs 53 gets a new grill, various furniture gets trudged halfway to kingdom come and back, the new neighbor on my right turns out to be two lesbians with giant barking dogs that will bark if a squirrel farts. The new grill is in, and my daughter is coming over for a cookout. So I break up and throw out her garbage and get to feed her to boot! Maybe she'll bring some more old furniture with her.
And my work is stacked to the ceiling.
I wish I drank . . .
Mrs 53 shanghais me in to taking her to Wal-mart yesterday, and comes home with paint and drywall compound.
Of course a stop at home depot (next store) yields a truck full of lumber for building the storage shelves in the garage (silver lining is when I get those shel;ves built, I can move the load of crap in the backroom onto the shelves and free up the future train room).
But wait - it's memorial day weekend, and when we moved last year, we tossed the old grill, so we need a nedw grill! $584.60 later, it's a honey of a grill.
But wait! The sonofabitch has to be put together!
But wait! Seeing as how we are painting Junior's room, his sister (married) brings by her entertainment center for his room which me and my son-in-law have to unload, and move upstairs.
But wait! It looks like sh*t!, and I have a perfectly good enteratinment center in the garage, which my wife pretty much hates, even if it wasa thousand dollar bill when I bought it ten years ago.
OK! We'll get rid of the daughters entertainment center and use the old one, which weighs about 500 pounds, byu moving it from teh garage to the second floor bedroom.
But wait! What to do with the other one that just showed up? Back down the staird, out to teh street, busted into flat boards and wait for the garbage men not to pick it up because it's not on their scheduled pickup.
But wait! When they don't pick it up, the homeowners association will tell me I can't leave it at the curb, so I'll move it back in the garage while waiting for the next round of garbage men.
But wait! Beofre we move the 500 lb entertainment center into Juniors room - the room has to be painted! Four o-clock this morning - still painting.
But Wait! What about building the shelves in the garage?
So somehow, my daughter finds a way to get me to throw out her garbage, Junior gets a paint job, Mrs 53 gets a new grill, various furniture gets trudged halfway to kingdom come and back, the new neighbor on my right turns out to be two lesbians with giant barking dogs that will bark if a squirrel farts. The new grill is in, and my daughter is coming over for a cookout. So I break up and throw out her garbage and get to feed her to boot! Maybe she'll bring some more old furniture with her.
And my work is stacked to the ceiling.
I wish I drank . . .
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San Diegan
Sheesh, Frank. Fourth of July and Labor day are also three day weekends. You will be broke and have a hernia after those.
You are welcome to the Idaho Gold (TM). Be warned, though. It's either one too many or one thousand too few.
San
PS: You might get the lesbians to pitch in with some of the heavy lifting. They can be helpful.
You are welcome to the Idaho Gold (TM). Be warned, though. It's either one too many or one thousand too few.
San
PS: You might get the lesbians to pitch in with some of the heavy lifting. They can be helpful.
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Frank53
San Diegan wrote:PS: You might get the lesbians to pitch in with some of the heavy lifting. They can be helpful.
actually, we are going to be re-doing some of our floors and I am going to get them to help with the new hardwood floor in the living room. I understand they are experts at "tongue-n-groove".
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San Diegan
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San Diegan
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P&R Pete
Frank53, that story was a hoot!
I got so thirsty reading about all that work, that now you've made a drinking-man out of me.
I made a cherry pie in the morning, and spent a couple of hours at a picnic with all the families of our baseball team. Great time was had by all, (despite there being no beer).
I had to leave early, however, to get back to our new baby pug, all of 8 inches long and a major ham.
She is no threat to our adolescent cat who at twice the size, should he be feeling 'pestered', just does a quick and classic take-down.
(Not unlike me and the redhead)
Also, during a crackling afternoon thunderstorm, balanced my checkbook from over the last 8 months, and found that I hadn't entered a $400 deposit.
Oh happy day!
Happy memorial day, you hobos.
San, you ever come up this way, keep me abreast of the plans.
I got so thirsty reading about all that work, that now you've made a drinking-man out of me.
I made a cherry pie in the morning, and spent a couple of hours at a picnic with all the families of our baseball team. Great time was had by all, (despite there being no beer).
I had to leave early, however, to get back to our new baby pug, all of 8 inches long and a major ham.
She is no threat to our adolescent cat who at twice the size, should he be feeling 'pestered', just does a quick and classic take-down.
(Not unlike me and the redhead)
Also, during a crackling afternoon thunderstorm, balanced my checkbook from over the last 8 months, and found that I hadn't entered a $400 deposit.
Oh happy day!
Happy memorial day, you hobos.
San, you ever come up this way, keep me abreast of the plans.
We're having a barbeque of sorts up here tonight too despite the cold rain.
Last edited by Tramp on Tue May 31, 2005 9:12 am, edited 1 time in total.
Today started out as an average day but wound up being extra special!! Kind of when those stars finally are aligned and what was meant to be has happened. I lift my glass to all you fellow 'bo's and thank you for sharing your lives and stories with me. And for letting me do the same. I feel truley blessed this day. That's from the heart. 
Jon
JonRunning that red block Charlie.
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