I was sitting at the kitchen table working on taxes when Hick burst through the back door. This was after I'd already endured The Pony making his lunch and sitting at the cutting block to eat it, rather than taking it to his usual dining place of the coffee table in the living room. These two are scarcer than hens' teeth if I need something moved or brought in from T-Hoe. But let me sit down when concentration is needed, and they seep out of the woodwork like supernatural beings in a horror movie.
"I'm TRYING to work on the taxes!"
"Well, I'M out STIMULATING the economy, heh, heh."
"No. Just no. That sounds so very wrong the way you put it."
"I AM! I got tires put on your car, and I just brought back the Acadia with new tires. I got the oil changed in both of them. Now I'm here to get The Pony's car for an oil change. PONY! Get me your keys! And after that, I'm coming to get my truck for an oil change."
"That VIRUS money was burning a hole in our bank account, I guess. It's only been there 5 days."
"Val. I might as well get it done while Mick has the time to do it."
Off he went, to do some more stimulating.
There's T-Hoe's new driver's side rear tire. Oh, he got a set of four. I just didn't take a picture of each one. Not that I don't want to bore you. I DO! But my phone acts up sometimes when I take too many pictures. And this was down by Mailbox Row, with the other side of T-Hoe in the underbrush at the edge of the woods.
Sorry. I already got T-Hoe's new tires dirty. And picked up some gravel. Look how deep those crevices are! I haven't seen such a sight in a couple years. These tires are in such good shape, I bet T-Hoe could make it all the way to Patagonia.
By the time we got there, the tires might be the only thing left.
Nice to have new tires! Those treads look like the bottom of HeWho's shoes. The gravel rides on into my abode on his shoes.
ReplyDeleteMaybe HeWho made himself some shoes out of an old tire! I think they did that on one of the survival shows, but not that Dual Survival with the hippie.
DeleteWell, keeping the cars in good shape and in tires seems like a good way to spend the money. If my car needed tires or an oil change, I would spend it that way.
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh! The garage smells like a tire store. It's not a bad thing.
DeleteVery smart of Hick to get this all done while Time and money are both available at the same time. You can all drive safely for years to come now. Well, as safely as sweaving will allow.
ReplyDeleteAt least A-Cad has tires that are inflated to the right pressure now. I keep T-Hoe's tires aired properly by using the FREE AIR at the Gas Station Chicken Store. But now that they are NEW, and have tread on them, I swear it was like hoisting myself an extra two inches to get up on the running board.
DeleteI wonder if you mean Patagonia the country or the one armed bandit? You could lose some of that gravel if you terkked to a casino.
ReplyDeleteI meant Patagonia, the country, because if you check the picture, it looks like that's the brand of tires Hick bought for T-Hoe. It's written on the side.
DeleteHowever... The Universe is making sure I know I'm on the right track, because Tuesday at the casino, I played WILD PATAGONIA, the slot machine! I'd never seen it before. It was the last one I went to before leaving. I actually sat down at it to play Indian Dreaming, and then checked the other three games that were on it. It paid me two $75 bonuses, at a $1.20 bet, I think.
Patagoina. Just another thread woven through the rich tapestry of Val's life.
The thread is unraveling, since I just had a typo with Patagonia!
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