My neighbor had a 1-2 year old in red glasses..if you need me to, I"m sure I can ask her the brand/where she got them.
Washingtonians Come Together! Washington Peeps
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Anyone hear if Mikey is OK?
Haven't seen him post in some time.
Haven't seen him post in some time.
OK So I have skipped a bunch. got home from the show got a few things put away and am now headedto ER to get someything out of my eye. its been driving me nutssince last night and has got beyond bearable now.
At the show I have scored an area under cover and protected from wind also looks like therre is power too.
At the show I have scored an area under cover and protected from wind also looks like therre is power too.
CR think you're gonna need to start wearing pink goggles. The mask is not protecting you.
Good to know about having power. I will make sure the coffee maker in the car, along with some coffee.
I am now heading to bed.
Ridiculous Doghouse (Camano Island)
Date: 2012-11-17, 12:52AM PST
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Built with a 2x4 frame, double plywood walls, insulation all around, and exterior siding, just like a home for people. Two large dogs can easily sleep inside if they get along. Dual Kane heaters and a fixed thermostat in a metal box keep the dogs comfy. The storm flap is a folded-over piece of vinyl carpet runner, held with a metal clamp and weighted at the bottom. The siding needs painting. Now for the bad news. This thing is very big and very heavy. It measures 51" wide by 57" deep, and just a bit extra width at the eaves. You really need a large trailer to pick it up. I am not going to strain my back helping someone load it up and into a pickup truck, if in fact it will even fit. I am moving and need it hauled away. Thanks for looking!
Date: 2012-11-17, 12:52AM PST
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Built with a 2x4 frame, double plywood walls, insulation all around, and exterior siding, just like a home for people. Two large dogs can easily sleep inside if they get along. Dual Kane heaters and a fixed thermostat in a metal box keep the dogs comfy. The storm flap is a folded-over piece of vinyl carpet runner, held with a metal clamp and weighted at the bottom. The siding needs painting. Now for the bad news. This thing is very big and very heavy. It measures 51" wide by 57" deep, and just a bit extra width at the eaves. You really need a large trailer to pick it up. I am not going to strain my back helping someone load it up and into a pickup truck, if in fact it will even fit. I am moving and need it hauled away. Thanks for looking!
A story that may be real or isn't I don't know.
I do know through the years talking with others the message is so true.
Don't We All?
I was parked in front of the mall wiping off my car. I had just come from the car wash and was waiting for my wife to get out of work. Coming my way from across the parking lot was what society would consider a bum. From the looks of him, he had no car, no home, no clean clothes, and no money. There are times when you feel generous but there are other times that you just don't want to be bothered. This was one of those "don't want to be bothered times."
"I hope he doesn't ask me for any money," I thought.
He didn't.
He came and sat on the curb in front of the bus stop but he didn't look like he could have enough money to even ride the bus.
After a few minutes he spoke.
"That's a very pretty car," he said.
He was ragged but he had an air of dignity around him. His scraggly blond beard keep more than his face warm.
I said, "thanks," and continued wiping off my car.
He sat there quietly as I worked. The expected plea for money never came. As the silence between us widened something inside said, "ask him if he needs any help." I was sure that he would say "yes" but I held true to the inner voice.
"Do you need any help?" I asked.
He answered in three simple but profound words that I shall never forget. We often look for wisdom in great men and women. We expect it from those of higher learning and accomplishments. I expected nothing but an outstretched grimy hand. He spoke the three words that shook me.
"Don't we all?" he said.
I was feeling high and mighty, successful and important, above a bum in the street, until those three words hit me like a twelve gauge shotgun.
Don't we all?
I needed help. Maybe not for bus fare or a place to sleep, but I needed help. I reached in my wallet and gave him not only enough for bus fare, but enough to get a warm meal and shelter for the day. Those three little words still ring true. No matter how much you have, no matter how much you have accomplished, you need help too. No matter how little you have, no matter how loaded you are with problems, even without money or a place to sleep, you can give help. Even if it's just a compliment, you can give that.
You never know when you may see someone that appears to have it all. They are waiting on you to give them what they don't have. A different perspective on life, a glimpse at something beautiful, a respite from daily chaos, that only you through a torn world can see.
Maybe the man was just a homeless stranger wandering the streets. Maybe he was more than that. Maybe he was sent by a power that is great and wise, to minister to a soul too comfortable in themselves.
Maybe God looked down, called an Angel, dressed him like a bum, then said, "go minister to that man cleaning the car, that man needs help."
Don't we all?
- Author Unknown
I do know through the years talking with others the message is so true.
Don't We All?
I was parked in front of the mall wiping off my car. I had just come from the car wash and was waiting for my wife to get out of work. Coming my way from across the parking lot was what society would consider a bum. From the looks of him, he had no car, no home, no clean clothes, and no money. There are times when you feel generous but there are other times that you just don't want to be bothered. This was one of those "don't want to be bothered times."
"I hope he doesn't ask me for any money," I thought.
He didn't.
He came and sat on the curb in front of the bus stop but he didn't look like he could have enough money to even ride the bus.
After a few minutes he spoke.
"That's a very pretty car," he said.
He was ragged but he had an air of dignity around him. His scraggly blond beard keep more than his face warm.
I said, "thanks," and continued wiping off my car.
He sat there quietly as I worked. The expected plea for money never came. As the silence between us widened something inside said, "ask him if he needs any help." I was sure that he would say "yes" but I held true to the inner voice.
"Do you need any help?" I asked.
He answered in three simple but profound words that I shall never forget. We often look for wisdom in great men and women. We expect it from those of higher learning and accomplishments. I expected nothing but an outstretched grimy hand. He spoke the three words that shook me.
"Don't we all?" he said.
I was feeling high and mighty, successful and important, above a bum in the street, until those three words hit me like a twelve gauge shotgun.
Don't we all?
I needed help. Maybe not for bus fare or a place to sleep, but I needed help. I reached in my wallet and gave him not only enough for bus fare, but enough to get a warm meal and shelter for the day. Those three little words still ring true. No matter how much you have, no matter how much you have accomplished, you need help too. No matter how little you have, no matter how loaded you are with problems, even without money or a place to sleep, you can give help. Even if it's just a compliment, you can give that.
You never know when you may see someone that appears to have it all. They are waiting on you to give them what they don't have. A different perspective on life, a glimpse at something beautiful, a respite from daily chaos, that only you through a torn world can see.
Maybe the man was just a homeless stranger wandering the streets. Maybe he was more than that. Maybe he was sent by a power that is great and wise, to minister to a soul too comfortable in themselves.
Maybe God looked down, called an Angel, dressed him like a bum, then said, "go minister to that man cleaning the car, that man needs help."
Don't we all?
- Author Unknown
That show is making this thread a lonely place.
I just got up and for the first time since I jumped in there were only 2 new posts.
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