it means I'm probably inside that place.
It's the Commuter III (do you italicize bike names? ship names?), and it's from some "flea market"/indoor garage sale on Cecile B. Moore, and it was cheap. The boys at Trophy shined it up and stuff. Which is more than I can say for the folks at Vespa, who've had my scooter for ALMOST A MONTH to replace one part that "should take half an hour". Tick-tock, guys.
Also, here's the new deer that lives in our dining room. My grandfather shot it. Like twenty years ago.
(Kim wanted to have the coyote, but my dad couldn't find it, and said it smelled too bad anyway).
1 comment:
that is a good deer
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