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This is her Pathfinder. Merry Christmas..... thanks for the help Puc, gonna have to play with this laptop for awhile.....

new laptop is windows 10. googled how to resize pics, and from what I read windows 10 doesn't have a resize feature. I will have to download something to get it done. anybody else run into this with windows 10?

The wife got her present from Mother Nature on the 23rd. Her Pathfinder took quite a hit, but fared better than the deer did. As for me, I got a new laptop, and a Minnesota Wild sweatshirt. Guess I didn't really need much anyway. Its all good, wife didn't get hurt and we are in good health! as soon as I figure out the resizing of pics on this laptop, I will include a pic or 2

After a stop at my moms to celebrate with my family. A stop at my cousin's tonight, we are finally home. Nice to have the boys home here tonight. It's midnight and we are playing TV and movie trivia. Doesn't get any better. Hope all of you get to celebrate the season with family and friends. Merry Christmas!!!

Just think how neat that scooter would be with tracks and a weed eater motor. Pull up a t.v. tray full of wrenches, you've got the time!

It's obvious he broke his foot off, so maybe Red Foreman is his new name. I kinda like it!!!!!

If people give you to much grief just pull a Red Foreman from That 70's Show. Just break your foot off in their a--...... :)

Instead of Joe Cool, we could just call him Joe Fool. Or Sense his right foot is bad. I'm guessing when he walks, even on crutches, he will gradually pull to the left. Every time he will turn it will probably be to the left. Maybe we should just call him Lefty..... Hope you are feeling a little better today. Just imagine how much time we could be wasting on the old chat room my friend!

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If there was a dislike button for this, I would hit it 100 times. Sorry to see this.

Years ago we were leaving church on our way up to my folk's house to open presents on Christmas morning. About half way there I came to a stop sign. I looked to my right and there was an elderly lady just starting to shovel the snow from her driveway. I looked at my wife and drove around the block. I pulled up in front of her house, got out, smiled and said good morning to the lady and politely took the shovel out of her hands. Those of you who know me, know that conversation is one of my strong suits. So I enjoyed having a visit with the lady while I scooped her entire driveway and sidewalk. I couldn't help but glance over my shoulder at my 2 boys who had there hands cupped to their faces looking through the side windows of the van. I knew they were anxious to get to grandma's and I was holding up the show. The oldest was maybe 10 and the youngest was 7. Anyway, I got done with the driveway and the lady wanted to pay me. I politely declined and headed for the van. I just got to the van and the lady said "I don't believe I got your name." I just smiled and said Merry Christmas! I closed the door and drove off. Of course my kids were squirming in the back seat, but then I heard my oldest say to his little brother, "Its OK that we're late. After all, that was pretty cool!" I knew right then and there, that my wife and I were teaching our kids right. We got up to my folk's house, and my mom asked me what happened and why we were so late. I explained to her what happened, and she wiped a bit of a tear away from her eyes. I guess she had one more validation that her and dad did it right too. I know she doesn't see this, but thanks mom for everything, just wish dad could be here with us this year..

I did kind of same thing this summer with a less than graceful dismount from a tractor. Rolled over backwards with it stuck under me. 270 pounds from 6 feet up isn't good. They took x rays and said it wasn't broke. I said " how can that be, I heard it..." they said it was the ankle coming out of socket then going back in. I had torn ligaments, but got lucky, no torn tendons. I did it in June, and it still isn't right. It won't be right next June either. Do what the dock says, and do the therapy. Its the only way......good luck.

I like this version of Chiliwack better. SCTV is the best....

one from high school

Had the greatest hits cd, it was really good.....

Pat Boone and Andy Williams.........Ummmmm......No, ain't gonna happen. . Made ol Puc think there for a second. Just think of what a guy would look like riding his bike with a pair of Pat Boone white shoes! That could be a whole new thread. " your reaction to Pat Boone shoes on a motorcycle ".....

"Flame was buzzin like a saw"...........

Get her all mended up! After all pie and ice cream are only nine months away! Glad to hear things have taken a turn for the better.

Carl Perkins One of my favorite CD's is Eddie Rabbit New band that I like is Blackberry Smoke

Name a song or perhaps better, an artist your friends would be surprised to hear you listening to. Could be on the bike, or car, or anywhere for that matter. I'll start Yes I will admit it, my radio in my truck notifies me when a Bee Gees song is playing. Let's see some good ones. I need to set some more notifications on my Sirius radio....

"She's a beaut Clark....."

I just gave about 40 cassette tapes to my neighbors son. He bought an 80's Ford Mustang convertible (the 4 cylinder) from his grandma for 1 dollar. The kid is 9 years old. He is as proud as proud can be. I told him that his car isn't complete unless he has some tapes to play. The car is all white, so they ziptied some horns to the grill. I told him to get a white suit and cowboy hat. And make sure to call money....samoleons. 9 year old Boss Hog.... Come to think of it, I think there was some Waylon Jennings in those tapes I gave him.

Oh the list is long of stupid stuff like jumping approaches on my dirt bike without a helmet. This one particular incident actually wasn't my bike but what we did to a friends bike. Being a small rural town of 100 or so people, several of us farm kids had enduro motorcycles that we rode all the time. So we'd ride in to baseball practice and games, after all why peddle a bike when you can ride a motorcycle. Everybody was always pulling pranks so you had to be on your toes at all times. For example we would go turn the radios all the way up and turn on the wipers of my friends parents vehicles etc. and sit back and watch. You get the idea, all harmless fun. Sure enough, this turned to our motorcycles. You always had to check your idle screw, because somebody would turn that baby up so when you kick started it, it would be screaming. One of my friends always would park his bike (which he had outgrown) right in the way between the bleachers and the concession stand and people would have to walk around it. Sure enough we turned up his idle screw. A parent hollered at him to move his bike out of the way. He straddled the bike and was quite a bit taller than the seat. He gave it one kick and it started, reving wide open. Only problem was it was in gear. It shot out from underneath him and hit the backstop about 10 feet in front of him. The bike climbed the backstop until it flipped over backwards. It wasn't done yet either, it started spinning cookies laying on its side, spraying dirt and gravel all over everybody. It must of spun half a dozen cookies before the engine quit. Lucky nobody got hurt, but I still laugh just thinking about it. That was almost 40 years ago, and I can still see the look on my friends face.

Oh the list is long of stupid stuff like jumping approaches on my dirt bike without a helmet. This one particular incident actually wasn't my bike but what we did to a friends bike. Being a small rural town of 100 or so people, several of us farm kids had enduro motorcycles that we rode all the time. So we'd ride in to baseball practice and games, after all why peddle a bike when you can ride a motorcycle. Everybody was always pulling pranks so you had to be on your toes at all times. For example we would go turn the radios all the way up and turn on the wipers of my friends parents vehicles etc. and sit back and watch. You get the idea, all harmless fun. Sure enough, this turned to our motorcycles. You always had to check your idle screw, because somebody would turn that baby up so when you kick started it, it would be screaming. One of my friends always would park his bike (which he had outgrown) right in the way between the bleachers and the concession stand and people would have to walk around it. Sure enough we turned up his idle screw. A parent hollered at him to move his bike out of the way. He straddled the bike and was quite a bit taller than the seat. He gave it one kick and it started, reving wide open. Only problem was it was in gear. It shot out from underneath him and hit the backstop about 10 feet in front of him. The bike climbed the backstop until it flipped over backwards. It wasn't done yet either, it started spinning cookies laying on its side, spraying dirt and gravel all over everybody. It must of spun half a dozen cookies before the engine quit. Lucky nobody got hurt, but I still laugh just thinking about it. That was almost 40 years ago, and I can still see the look on my friends face.