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blues2cruise wrote:

sv-wolf wrote:OK Buzz, Go on! Insult us. Why don't you?

Yes, there is a cream for it: it's called Devonshire clotted cream and it goes very nicely, thank you!

Didn't you tell me it was called Devon clotted cream?

Touché!

One to you Blues. Quite right. "poo poo"!

Only foreigners, northerners, big chain restaurants and obviously clots like me call it Devonshire.

Try this.

http://www.doctonmill.co.uk/Tearoom.htm

This is one of my favourite Devon tea rooms. Food to die for. Note the Devon Cream Teas on offer.

You will have to come back over to the UK some time. We can't show you wide open spaces but we can make you feel damn well cosy!

I went out and got my new rig in the dirt for the first time. I got myself stuck in one spot that I had to be pulled out of. Picked up some pretty decent scratching from the brush. The FJ does alright off road.

Never by a black vehicle. Ever. I know this because my last 2 trucks have been black, as well as the car I just bought a couple of months ago. Too much dam work to keep clean, washing, drying, waxing, more washing.... show's every little mark.... sure looks good, though, eh? (I'll never learn....)

But that's not why we buy this stuff and do what we do to it, is it?
Nice unit you got there. Looks like a riot, too.

It was a toss-up between black and silver. I knew black would be a PITA, but silver just didn't do it for me. Now I need to wash it, so I can see how much time I have to spend polishing and waxing.

I need to find a can of black rustoleum too, so I can touch up the areas on my rock sliders that had the paint stripped off.

My friends and I had a picnic at the beach and then watched the fireworks.

I took my son to school.

I drank a rockstar energy drink.

I cleaned the house, made stewed tomatoes out of my garden tomatoes and canned them for the winter bowls of deer chili and spaghetti, went to pick up my son from school, rode around on my grandfathers Gator with my son, went to get chinese food, ate, rode dirt bikes with my son, put him in the shower, helped with homework, read to him and am about to put him to bed.

PHEW!

Then I think I will go to bed too.

While perusing through Facebook, I saw the ninjageoff is going to Canada land.

Remember....we don't all say , "eh" eh.

Where are you going?

I had a meeting with my employer and the insurance company today.

They all insist I have to try to go back to work and try a graduated return. I asked if I could apply for the job that has come open inside....but they said no.....the internal spares have the first right to it and they consider it too soon to consider "accomodation".

I have told them that I didn't think I was physically able to do my old job and I told them why.
The "O Ring" of a physio did a flip flop on what he told me. We have had words a few times. Almost shouting matches.
A few weeks ago he told me to my face that he did not think I would be going back to my old job, but suddenly he says I am "functional" and "safe".

I wonder who paid him off?

So, starting next week I will be going part time for some easy stuff.....for 2 weeks....then it will progress from there. In the meantime, I still have to go the clinic.....I expect more heated discussions about my abilities.

blues2cruise wrote:While perusing through Facebook, I saw the ninjageoff is going to Canada land.

Remember....we don't all say , "eh" eh.

Where are you going?

I went to Montreal. Lotsa french people there (duh). Good thing no one heard me joking about cheese eating surrender monkies. It was kinda boring, though. Then again, I WAS with my mom. Maybe some friends woulda made it more interesting, though from now on if I want to get away, I'm going to stick to Portland, ME, I think. Though, that french accent, le sigh.

Avez-vous mangé le poutine ? Aimez-vous?