I mentioned that my helmet mirror broke off. I replaced with another mirror I had, one that clamps on to a hard shell helmet like the old Bell Biker II I used to have. Which I can not find a image to link to. I sawed off the ell of the old mount with my trusty Zona saw. Which I COULD find a link to! I clamped the replacement to the stump. I do not totally trust the clampiness, but it seems ok for now.
Yes, I know I could order a replacement part for six bucks from Third Eye...
That painting is The White Girl, by James Whistler. It's a print.
I nearly ran over a teen female with dark eye makeup this morning. She did not look either way before crossing the street. She seemed engrossed with something held to her ear. I dinged my bell furiously at her.
After work I went-a-searching for a couple of geocahes. I found them. Then I headed on home.
I wacked away at the rotten papyrus Sunday, and today I posed in the abandoned (by upstairs previous tenants) very white plastic chairs.
Jon has commented that Mechanix makes good gloves. I took a look at their web site. They have over forty kinds of gloves! The Safety Oil Rigger is especially impressive.
Despite my protests, Steve the L. has promised to bring me gloves tomorrow. What can I do?
I have to go to the dentist tomorrow. I am totally dreading it. I am going to drive. Driving has an air of dependability, and yet, the only dental appointment I've ever missed was because the truck would not start. Remember the emergency fuel shut off switch situation?
The tailless cat is back from the vet. Anyone want an old tailless cat? His teeth are cleaned, his fleas are fleeced, his tapeworm is...I don't know, and his boo-boo is all sewed up. And I've a major dent in my plastic!
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