Thank goodness for Shipt.com. When I really need beer and can’t get a ride to the store, I have it Shipt.
That coffee table had been out by the road for five days. It was gone when I got up this morning. Someone wanted it after all.
I’m introducing a friend to Pat Benatar’s music. It’s my belief that everyone should know Pat Benatar’s music.
I’m doing some deep cleaning today. I cleaned off this coffee table. But then I thought, “Do I really need this table anymore?” It had been against the wall for a couple years now, since I got a much bigger coffee table (you can see it in my latest beer picture.) Pretty much all the old table was good for was storing board games and taking up space.
I decided to put the board games somewhere else and get the table out of here. So, now it sits on the curb. It’s a beautiful table, but there are some cracks and scratches on it. Also one of the doors on the side is missing.
Maybe someone passing through the neighborhood will want it. If not, Rick Rhein will eat it on Wednesday.
Discussing politics is dangerous. There’s two different ideas that I’m struggling with. One is “If you keep quiet about political issues, then you’re part of the problem.” The other is, “Don’t talk politics if you don’t want your friends to feel alienated.”
There are a number of political arguments that I wish I hadn’t had. They got very heated and bridges were burned. I don’t like losing friends, no matter how different our politics are.
Sometimes I think the smartest friends I have are the ones who race cars. They say nothing about politics. I’m sure they have political leanings, but I don’t know what they are. All they talk about is their race cars.
I’m thinking that maybe Brits overuse the word “lovely”, but this is still a nice story.