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And with that, Spook is going to sign out, give up for tonight. Just not into it. BYC goes to read-only tomorrow? any ideal what time? Spook....taking a last look around.

That is a cool boat. Bet your husband was glad it wasn't like a yacht, with a great big hole to dig.

Spook will be back in a few hours to poke around the new pond. See if he can find anything different. Spook...in his Sunday Sheet

It's always the dead of winter where Phil is....just cold up there.

night friend

at least you're just missing a hat Sour. Without my sheet I'm nothing, Spook....the naked spook

Spooks don't like change. Boggles my mind. I'm supposed to go join somewhere else now? I'm scared. What if I can't find the new pond?

Had thoughts of tilling a garden this year. Then thought better of it. Much easier to let the neighbor raise a garden. He can't stay home all the time...

Just finished my last milk and cookie break of the day. I missed a cookie break yesterday. Napped right through it. Felt bad all day. Spook isn't meant to be on a diet. But now, it's time for this sheet to go crawl in the other sheets. Night all

Sounds like you're maybe saying I'm full of something...?

Just toss me in the washer....I'm done.

Spook...I'm a sheet. My daughter will just fold me up and put me in the closet one day.

Maybe that's what happened to my hair...it blowed away in a convertible. When my daughter was young,I bought a convertible just to ride her around in. She called it a "broken car", no top. Never knew my wife was scared of convertibles until I bought her one.

Buy her a convertible Phil. Something topless.

Spook doesn't know much about his phone. Don't do much on one anymore. But it's an i-phone. I know that much. I use to carry two phones. Years ago. One was a US plan, and the other was a Canadian phone. They both died. They got ran over one day an that was that. I needed a new phone. But...

The price of Snap On My Snap On boxes are anchored to the floor, and bolted to the wall. Not leaving easy.

....and raunchy drawings.... Brings a cute story to mind. Holiday season a few years ago someone gave me a girly calendar. All jokes aside, that's just not me. Don't know what the guy was thinking. Anyway, as a joke. I let my daughter give it to her boyfriend. But she had to make...

Phil and I aren't so different. This past Saturday I sat in the crowd as a friends estate was auctioned off. Tools, cars, motors. Bits and pieces. Cars we had worked on together, tools I had used in his garage. I was sad. Left early.

11 sounds like a nice number. One more, you have an even dozen. Just as long as you need all 11 for different reasons

Bless my eyes, dat beaver done crawled away.