The old CB125s has been playing the role of a darling little city commuter. It even found a 500/four that is about the same age to hang-out with in the parking garage.Monday, February 22, 2010
2 fer Tuesday
The old CB125s has been playing the role of a darling little city commuter. It even found a 500/four that is about the same age to hang-out with in the parking garage.
Monday, February 15, 2010
2 fer Tuesday
Homelands:
Her in her's
Her in mineThese two of my gal are from what seems like a very long time ago,, or was it yesterday?
Today is Fat Tuesday after all, the climax of the party, and the first is KW in her homeland: Louisiana for Mardi Gras in all it's wonder. Her peeps believe you should go into Lent with a hangover.
The other is at the top of Blackcomb, looking down at Whistler, BC. A bit of a stretch to call it my homeland, but it is a damn pretty place to have the Olympics.
Monday, February 8, 2010
2 fer Tuesday
Today's 2fer is NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCES!
Donald Reed was awarded one of these and got a nice check for his actions on tax day '89 when our small boat breached in a sudden squall on the Snake River, 85 years to the day after the award fund was established. You can search the Carnegie Hero Fund site with his name for details of the day. Thanks to Google's news archives search, I was able to dig up two of the old newspaper articles as well. Here is the article in the local paper a couple days later, and another one on the first page when Don won the hero award. Deeper in the same paper I found the rest of the award article.
If you haven't had a few maybe you don't know how great they can be. I'm a big fan of them for helping you get all your little problems into better perspective. They can sure add some spice to a day and make it memorable.
I took this picture the day after my first wedding anniversary. We were heading to Texas for Christmas with the in-laws, but just south of Boise were intercepted by a flying Camero piloted by a drunk driver. We were still a bit sore from being hit the previous day, but we went to the junk yard to get the last of our things out of the truck. I've never been very tolerant of drunk drivers and this sealed the deal for me. Kristi didn't want to get in a car on our anniversary for many years to follow.
I took this picture the day after my first wedding anniversary. We were heading to Texas for Christmas with the in-laws, but just south of Boise were intercepted by a flying Camero piloted by a drunk driver. We were still a bit sore from being hit the previous day, but we went to the junk yard to get the last of our things out of the truck. I've never been very tolerant of drunk drivers and this sealed the deal for me. Kristi didn't want to get in a car on our anniversary for many years to follow.
Donald Reed was awarded one of these and got a nice check for his actions on tax day '89 when our small boat breached in a sudden squall on the Snake River, 85 years to the day after the award fund was established. You can search the Carnegie Hero Fund site with his name for details of the day. Thanks to Google's news archives search, I was able to dig up two of the old newspaper articles as well. Here is the article in the local paper a couple days later, and another one on the first page when Don won the hero award. Deeper in the same paper I found the rest of the award article.Tuesday, February 2, 2010
2 fer Tuesday, by Chris S.
I'll jokingly insult his dog's haircut, his choice of comfy shoes, but never his boat handling or fish sense. If I ever say I'm too busy to fish with him, please feel free to call me an idiot.
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