Now

is the winner in a discount tent......
But I am not made for such nonsense
I am apparently here for a slightly different kind of nonsense.

As follows.

To answer some questions put to me by Butch on yesterday's comment section.

At a Starbucks on Queen Anne.
The cars are not only running but being sold at great profit.
I heard from the guy who bought the ALFA from the guy I sold it to for $1,500 says he paid $15,000.
Bristols (in pristine condition)
go for $70,000, and cinquecentos go for over $10,000 at auction
I got $2,500 for the B and $500 for the FIAT
We've got a new set.
Keth is in charge of the electronics around here and works all the time.
I only watch TV for SNL anyway.
Ruby is three, I think,
Keth was there, but didn't make much noise.
Nothing of any great import ever happened to me in a church.


Speaking of great import;
We really like our new Prius

But, while we are on the subject;

Some are born to greatness
Some achieve greatness
Some have greatness thrust upon them
Some stumble on greatness and fall on their ass.

I had greatness shove me aside to steal my place in line.

What the heck is greatness anyway?

What's so great about it?






Is this a great picture, or what?