I’ve watched this building decay for at least 25 years. It may have been setting like this longer. It appears as though it was moved from somewhere else and place here on some rocks. The owners have farmed around it and ignored it all of this time.
It’s their business, but I cannot help but wonder why? Why go through the hassle. What is the significance of this building that allows it to stand? Was it a loved one’s workshop? Do they know it’s bothering someone and leave it here to spite them? Is it reserving a zoning change that allows for a replacement if they want? I can only wonder.
It’s one of many buildings I take notice of that are falling apart. “Rural Decay” is the category of photography that best describes this. How they take so long to fall down is always a curious wonder.
The matte finish on my Honda F6B has proven to be more of a problem than regular paint. You cannot just wash/wax it. It’s not supposed to shine, so wax is out of the question. Here is a video of showing the process and products I use to get the job done.
At first glance I found the Triumph Bobber to be a beautiful motorcycle. I also found it to seem incredibly small. This is great news for people of small stature. Maybe it just “looked small”? It seemed about the same size as a Royal Enfield to me, although I’m sure size is all that they have common.
The seat was exceptionally low to the ground and it’s the oddest feature of the motorcycle.
What I like about the Bobber the most is the innovation. There’s nothing else similar. That doesn’t mean it’s a good bike, but it means Triumph put some thought into the project.
My dog Hunter is a mutt with German Shepherd, Husky, and who knows what else in him. He is a handful even in his old age. Recently, he lost his old buddy Gomez. I would say he mourns. He still looks around for him. He’s much less active. He’s lost some bounce in his personality. If that’s mourning in a dog, then he’s mourning.
I was looking for a way to cheer him up and playing sticks works sometimes. I think he’s losing some eyesight and he jammed himself in the eye with one of the sticks. It got to me to see him hurting. That’s how he ended up with these new ropes.
When playing fetch with Hunter, 2 objects must be used. He won’t drop the one he has until you throw another. Trying to get whatever he’s holding away from him is just a bad idea. I did get a couple of returns on these, but he tired quickly and just chewed around on them some.
After playing with him like this at this stage of life, I realize it’s not the toy he’s interested in, it’s me. It’s the attention. The more I hype the playing up, the more he likes it.
Now food is a different matter. He don’t care about me a bit. It’s 100% the food!
Gomez Spearman died Tuesday after a long illness. He leaves behind 2 grieving parents, 2 sisters, 1 brother and numerous grieving friends.
Gomez was adopted in 2008 after taking the job as a companion for Hunter Spearman. He immediately took to the family and quickly taught Hunter the ways of not biting people and playing joyfully instead. Over a course of a few weeks he befriended even Hunter. Everyone else, he befriended in a few seconds.
Gomez enjoyed high decibel barking, but only in limited bursts. He awoke each morning to greet the day with loud, window rattling barks to alert everyone that he was ready to start the day. He loved big hugs, kisses, ear rubs, and butt scratches. He was also a big fan of anything that made it his way out of the frying pan. He had a fondness of couches and on one occasion, ate one.
Gomez taught humans on the side. His lesson was to try to make friends with everyone, even if they think you’re a goofy looking bastard. If that doesn’t work, let them talk to Hunter. He was also the house comedian.
He will be sorely missed. In lieu of flowers and cards please answer a “Free Dog To Good Home” ad at least once in your lifetime.
I seen a story on fake mud stained jeans. I have no proof, other than it’s obvious bullshit. I won’t post a link to it because the link will soon be dead if not just links to horrific pop-up ads. These links are to major “news” sites too, but their ad systems are works than the year 2000.
The story goes something like this. An exclusive retail chain is selling mud stained jeans for $400. (That part is probably true). The part they fail to discuss is the sales of them are probably next to nothing. There are articles about these articles too. “The wealthy are trying to look like they work”. It’s just divisive bullshit.
This article will run it’s course and people will probably buy enough for some money to be made. The real money is to made from the stories and advertisements from something so ridiculous.
Our media is so full of this type of thing if they are writing anything trustworthy of value, I can’t find it.