Zippered

From the land of the Bluenose.....second bingo of the scrabble game put me at a whopping 351 points......................still lost by 43. Such is scrabble.

Toyed with my England and Germany stamp collections for an hour and decided I was going nuts. machin heads would drive anyone around the bend. Not crazy just nutso from being stuck indoors.

Called Navy Davy but he was a tad under the weather and it was just a mere 2000 miles for Special K to come for a cup of mud.

What the halibut. Threw the AT Pro in the trunk and hobbled around a few tot lots and the shore line. Zippers seemed to be the order of the day.

Less then an hour later I was done in and done out. Pointed Otto down the Bicentennial Highway and started the trek home. Came to the area where the Bedford Rifle Range was and there in the field just before the sandbanks and targets stood was 4 deer grazing. Guess no guts no glory. Mister man I would have liked to see part of one of them in my fry pan! As it was I had to settle for some macaroni mixed in with left over spaghetti sauce topped up with a double dose of pain pills.