My binoculars, camera, and video recorder are near ready to spring into action. Settling into the routine watching the Rabbits, Coyotes, and other critters as they show themselves it tells me the world is doing fine.
But that's the way every night went that I worked there, this stuff cannot be made up. I don't remember selling even one gallon of gasoline or bag of potato chips. I couldn't figure out why the place was even open all night.
I decided not to fill my mobility scooter tires with foam, I rely on it far too much to attempt a fix that works only "sometimes", there is at least one product that works.
Continuing my amateur photographic quest to take decent pictures.
I found a 20-year-old Canon camera in the closet that belongs to my wife. She purchased it around 1998 to take pictures of houses she had for sale, back then it was state of the art.
A long process of change occurred starting back then, we at one point reached a point where the writing of men and women matched. Then an interesting event unfolded, the internet and the advent of "Brands".
"You messed up your diet," Dr. Than told me "Get back on it," she ordered me, "You know better than that."