my BIL raises goats for market. When one goes 'bad' he put in the tractor bucket and takes to the 'graveyard' in the woods. Walking around there at sunset is pretty creepy.
not long enough.
I haven't splashed yet. I was supposed to a week ago with an old high school friend but got sick. Shes still hooked up to Betsy waiting on me but Rule #3 is no boating on holiday weekends.
yea my twyping skills aint great and i dont check ernough.
I left that sentence alone - on the forum i used to have it was the game to figure out what the hell joe is saying. Interestingly, our resident kiwi usual was best at it.
i get it, thats what i've done - but as I enter the retirement phase the complexity of money get pretty up there. SSI, tax rates based on withdraws, medicare etc.
plus, have you missed opportunities? I'm sure i have.
as a kid, living on a medium size private lake in Missouri, i would 'steal' my dads cassette and take my early 80s Realistic boom box and head out to fish. In between cast i could be seen waving my pole around like a conductor.
I was - and still am - an odd duck
17 minutes for this opus:
my back up has ruined me for that last few feet in other vehicles. I get out and i'm like 3 feet from the curb (i back in most everywhere i go unless i can pull thru)
welcome to the forum.
in making sure it floats, float is for several hours with you in it or run it for an hour watching the bilge for water the whole time. Slow at first, a few spurts on plane.
now for my two cents inflation adjusted to a quarter of a penny is to do your plan this year...
