Armybrat

Friend who lives on Shoal Creek says the same thing. She is not a fan.

Well, it is in the same county, so there’s that. Lol

My son took our visiting Brit friend to BSP then to Deep Eddy. He said DE was just another pool, but BSP was a big highlight for his stay here. He wants to go back when he’s here over Thanksgiving.

Huh? Close?

No hat tips for me - Just on the periphery along with thousands of others.

I was not aware of this beautiful landscape feature on 21st across from Littlefield Fountain. Few people remember that a city electric utility worker, Roy Schmidt, was shot to death August 1st, 1966 by Charles Whitman just a few steps away from this spot. I was crouching behind a car about a half block to the left.

Last triple Ace of WW2 gone at 102: https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/us/bud-anderson-last-triple-ace-pilot-of-world-war-ii-dies-at-102/ar-BB1mO9wf?ocid=BingNewsSerp

My older brother has a 48kw Generac LP setup for his 3,100 sq/ft well insulated house. His power went off for a couple of hours the other day near Sun City, but the Generac switched on and performed like a champ.

My 35 year old Mini at bottom:

Y’all are going big, but I went small today - new North American Ranger II Mini .22 magnum top break with 2.5” barrel. (Compliments the 1&5/8” Mini)

Rude mofos…..and not the good Surly kind.

aggy being a jealous little shit.

Apologies for the thread hijack.

The rest of the story: This was a long-planned trip to England for two weeks then two more in France. We were staying with friends (local folks) in a three story townhouse, and our bedroom & bath were on the third floor. On the first full day in London we all Ubered down to see St. Paul’s Cathedral, the #1 destination for that day. After touring the main floor and the “Whispering Gallery” high up in the rotunda, we descended down to the crypt to see the tombs of more famous Brits. While walking through different areas, Mrs. Brat spotted Admiral Nelson’s tomb and started walking rapidly towards it with us following. She totally missing seeing the short 3-step staircase and pitched forward & downward, faceplanting hard onto the stone floor breaking her nose, shattering her wrist, and bruising both shins so badly she couldn’t walk for two weeks. When I saw her face hit the stone floor and a big spray of blood, I thought she had killed herself. Getting her out of the crypt in a wheelchair and to a hospital is another story in itself. Suffice to say our month long tour was cancelled and our rescheduled flight back home for her surgery left us with four more days for her to recover a little bit (she was on hydrocodone from the ER). Of course her inability to walk meant that she & I would have to sleep on the two living room couches on the first floor. Thank God there was a powder room on the first. Whenever it got light outside in the morning, for entertainment when I woke up I’d watch that spider weave its web on the outside of the streetside picture window until Mrs. Brat woke up for me to wheel her into the restroom. Itwas quite an ordeal for a 73 year old woman. (pics below of her in the ambulance & ER)

Well, my eccentric brother is still using our late dad’s 1997 Saturn SL2 sedan with 370,000 miles on the clock. (of course it has had two engine rebuilds and now an entire engine replacement, not to mention it is on its 3rd transmission).

You assholes are slacking off….so I’ll do it::

Tantalum? Is that used in Tantric massage?

aggy poster’s username tells it all.

Looks clear to me.

No, I was living in St. Louis at the time. Never saw a football game of any kind until the Texas/California matchup in 1959. I sat in the very last seat of the south end of the press box at Memorial Stadium. Watched Rene Ramirez (The Galloping Gaucho) and Bobby Lackey wreck the Golden Bears 33-0. It was an overcast, rainy day and the attendance was supposedly 20,000.

If my deathbed was in a beachfront house on Kauai or a villa on the Cote d’Azur, I’d say it was a good ride.

Without that optic, my eyes couldn’t see beyond the muzzle.