@ There are those moments you become aware that your now 19 year old truck’s brakes aren’t quite right. There was an emergency stop when I didn’t. Thank heaven I didn't run into the guy who pulled out right in front of me. Then in downtown OB, the brake pedal slowly lowered itself to the floor. I told G, but you know how car guys are. I knew he didn’t believe me. We drove back down, and at another stop sign he said slowly, “The brakes are to the floor.” Fixing it is a Monday or Tuesday job, but he said he would look at it today.
@ We are darkening our rooms to hide our new windows. Yes we are.
When the Geezer went out to get the morning paper, he was greeted by the sight of a giant cardboard box. We installed bathroom curtains when new neighbors moved in, but this week I moved them to the kitchen to hide that massively black window. Now this morning, a new custom shutter has arrived to hide the monstrously wide, black bathroom window frame. The curtains are white as is the shutter.
@ I had G drive me back to OB yesterday, and I got closeups of the Hodad’s décor I couldn’t see from the street. The plain, kinda bland hamburger joint is covered with license plates inside and stickers on the outside. The first drawing I did had no stickers and french doors. These half window/tables are a better deal for this top, Food Network “Diners Drive-in’s and Dives” restaurant. I chatted for a moment with one of the cooks. We now eat at Petco Park,” I told him, “As we can’t get in here any more.” We both laughed.
@ Brunch with Captain Poolie and her sister Mia this morning. Mia has books for the Discovery shop, and I want to hear all about Poolies adventures in the Netherlands.