Back from the big city and glad of it. Denver is just way too big. And since I don’t get there but once a year, it just seems bigger each time. i actually got lost this trip. Well not ‘lost’ but a bit confused and I’m sure I added about 10 extra miles to one of my cross town trips.
Mom and dad are doing OK. As OK as they can, for all that’s going on. Tough to watch your parents get old that’s fer sure.
When dad was 16 he was running round with another hoodlum named Bud who happened to be my mom’s older brother.
After a night of drinking and who knows what else, Uncle Bud put this tattoo on my dad’s hand. And then 60 years ago he married my mom. Uncle Bud is still doing fine but he is going thru all the same shit as my dad is right now. Bud told his doctor “I was fine till I quit smoking and drinking. Now everything has gone to shit”.
Speaking of drinking, check out the newest beer opener in town. It opens a Belikin like a hot-dam!
Every tool box should have one. (yes I went to sears while in Denver.)
And upon my arrival back in Da Breach, I received that much awaited Nikkor 10.5 lens!
Yea baby! This little fucker is fun. I can see where it will be on the camera a lot. I have to learn to keep my feet out the photo tho.
So 30 days without beer was not so bad.
Oh,, my mom asked something about that and I told her I quit drinking for 30 days so I could afford this lens. She FREEKED OUT! “You drink 700 dollars of beer a month??” well,ma,,I’m just trying to stay healthy.
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During my 30 days on the wagon, I was forced to live on nothing but food and water.
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