1st day of the New Year-First entry out of order...

And just what does a fat furry little Woodchuck do all day? Why we sit around playing games with our little offspring and do nothing. We sit around listing to our wives complain about our winter coat and the shedding going all over the place. We might stack some wood just because we can. And yes I know about the song " and with a little saw in his tiny paw, a ton of wood he could", ya bite me. We, that's Woodchucks, are a lazy group of woodland creatures. That is why you very seldom see one of us as road kill, it's to far to waddle to the other side and why do we need to get to the other side when you have DHL or UPS to deliver it to you anyway.
TTFFN
WC.

PS. This is a cut and past from somewhere else in the great big computer world. Please read first and you can sort everything out. We start fresh from here...

Comments

Kelsgarden said…

I wasn't complaining, I just suggested a "number 1" might look nice . . .

2:21 AM

Wild cow and Druish Deities

I have been blessed with being able to drive some of the most unbelievable roads ever paved. Last week I found myself on HWY 108 in Central California. 130 Miles 26% grade 9624 at the summit 4 hours to drive this route This photo is looking west just down from the summit. I could live here with the wild cows. A lone wild cow at the 9000 foot level just making sure that nobody is speeding along.

1st car?

So, what did you drive to High School, what was your first car? Did you have a 'love of you life" car? First Car: 1953 Cadillac Coupe DeVille Cars I drove to High School: 1953 Caddillac Coupe DeVille 1962 Impala SS Convertable 1971 Corvette Convertable 1960 Austin Healy Convertable 1964 Cadillac Eldorado convertable "Love of my life" car: 1962 Impala SS Convertable 1960 Austin Healy convertable

Madison, WI.

The whole theme today was a Woodchuck and his ale. I found a nice little place in downtown Madison, WI. called the Great Dane Pub & Brewing Company. This was one of the best IPAs I've had east of the Rockies. Fun little place to go and the food was not to bad either. Traveling the Globe...ok, just the North American continent in search of the perfect pint on IPA. Hops, they are not just for breakfast anymore.

Woodchuck Wisdom

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