Keep the Rubber Side Down

While we were out driving between the garage sales here in West Seattle on Saturday we happened upon this scene. We drove up just seconds after the collision apparently, when I got out of the car the Vespa rider was still on his side on the ground. I took a pic after checking him out and helping unstick the bike from the minivan, and gave them my card in case they needed to get any follow up, but it was pretty clear what happened (Hint: following distance is important). The good news is that he wasn't hurt that bad, just scraped up a bit, but his scooter was trashed and I'm sure he's going to be sore for a long time. ATGATT, my scooter friend: All The Gear All The Time.

Fence Building: Step 2

I got crazy last night and just before dark mustered the energy to dig 5 post holes, and even get in a trip to Home Depot for treated posts and concrete to set myself up to finish the eastern section of the back yard fence. Not sure how tall it'll be yet, just tall enough to block the view of the neighbor's garage. If the sun stays out I'll be able to concrete the holes in and possibly plan for adding boards by the end of the week. Little steps.

They Call Her Mellow Yellow

It's not like big bird, or like a lemon. At first it was like a sunflower, but with the second coat applied (after an emergency run to Home Depot) our kitchen is now what's called "campground" yellow. I call it Santa Fe yellow, but most importantly we call it done. It's one more thing crossed off our long things to do list.

Pole Position Effort

I've been trying to build a fence for, um about 5 months. I'll get to it soon. Ok, I'm intimidated by it, as it sits on a concrete wall and it was under a jungle of overgrown plants. So, this weekend I took one step in the journey of 1,000 miles and went to war with a section of the wall and finally got a post in. No concrete yet, but it's in there. Can you see the fence taking shape? Me neither, but it's a start.

Tom Wants to Be Your Friend

We Love to Fly and It Shows

Not much has changed. BTW, swiped this from my fellow ex Texan in Seattle blog, Clayton Barrel.