Showing posts with label garage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label garage. Show all posts

Thursday, May 21, 2009

One Day Monday 2

One day last week, I did some research to find out why Nigel was retired from racing at such a tender young age.

Nigel: "Bait tampering!!"



One day over the holiday weekend, Mrs. Author brushed out Sola's winter coat and said there was enough to make another dog. So I proved her correct.




One day ago, Sola made it clear that she was feeling like her old self.




One day, I hope that the number of those who we must pause to honor on this day will stop growing.








What does one day look like to you? Play One Day Monday. Posts need not be about "one day at a time" - rather, they must only contain "one day". One day I will, one day I did something, one day is not enough to, one day I saw a unicorn...you get the point. Post a comment here with a link to your blog post when this post goes up next Monday to let the world know you have one day to talk about. If you can whip one up today feel free to leave a link here.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Wednesday Warning




What happened to wordless Wednesday? It needed to step aside so that we had adequate time to convey the following:

1. Tomorrow will not be work safe, kid safe, and may possibly be bad for your mental well-being. If your sensibilities are easily offended, come back next week and we'll do something sugary sweet to appease.

2. For those adventurous souls who dare return, there is one component of this story that is very important, and we will not be shy about asking for your help.

Nigel: "Are you going to ask them to save a garage?"

Author: "Now that you ask, I guess that is what I'm getting at."

Nigel: "Good luck with that. I've never seen a save the garage campaign."

Author: "I think you'd have to agree that there is a first time for everything, no?"

Nigel: "As crazy as this place is, that would be a bit of an understatement."

Author: "Then back to work I go - understatement is not our specialty."

Nigel: "I'm hiding under the bed until next week. I'm still getting over the rabbit thing, and something tells me my reputation may be about to take a hit."


He could not be more correct.