|Wow. Another year almost gone. Seems not long ago we were worrying about the world coming to an end at midnight. That didn't happen. Then we (the ignorant masses) were not concerned about the WTC towers coming down due to unscheduled flights. That did happen.|
Saw a really dumb movie one time. I can't even remember what it was. But this girl asking about the deer crossing signs and equating to warnings about things that never happen (ML would disagree... at least about the deer), and no warnings about the things that comprise "real life." Dunno. Just sayin'.
So we went to El Dorado this afternoon for the end of the year. Low-key. Desmond and G'ma didn't make it to midnight. I almost didn't. Abby and Mano couldn't stay; Mano was getting up in the morning to slay some deer. (Think deer hunters should get a break on their car insurance?) It's weird to go home and not have Abby there to annoy me all the time. We used to stay up and watch whatever and talk about whatever till she'd fall asleep on the couch and then get mad at me for trying to make her go to her bed.
So the Tenacious D DVD ("Tenacious D-VD"?) and the Mr. Show episodes didn't get much mileage. That scene in The Color Purple comes to mind where the nightclub gal meets up with her minister father and tries to win his favor again by holding up her wedding-banded hand saying, "I's married now!"
Well. For what it's worth, here's wishing you a Happy New Year. As my uncle Tom (no, he hasn't a cabin and never has) is known to say over the phone, "Tell everyone you know I said 'hi'".
Today's pic is of my dad's old tractor — a Minneapolis-Moline. This would be the headlight. Guess you could say it's a "tractor beam"... heh heh. Yeah.