bull jives and shucks...

i had fun at the pickle yesterday. i could only stay open until four because i had a bomber hockey game - more on that i a minute - so i had to shut 'er down early....but there were some good chatty customers, as opposed to shitty chatting customers, of which there are a lot...it was good...some late season tourists straggle in, there were some packs of women in their 50's who probably told their husbands, "me and the girls are going to vancouver and you can't come...i may do some drinking and spend a bunch of money. don't try calling me cell...see ya sunday." that came in as well...they were hilarious - making slightly dirty jokes, laughing at the name of the shop, more dirty jokes...and they bought some stuff...nice. some mom's and daughters came in, trying on stuff together, a wacky family from louisiana...
don bull also made the scene yesterday. he had lent me a book - thanks don - and came down to get it from me...and while he was there he learned about squishing things in the rolling mill - something 'he who can not be named on the blog' learned about the day before when we were squishing pennies - and he also made a nice ring thing for his lady friend. he was so proud. and i don't blame him one bit. go bullski.
then it was time to go play hockey. i have been playing a little hockey and seeing how my back/neck/arm responds, and it's been ok. i am, however, having some issues with hockey in general though, and before i say anything to dramatic, i'm going to let it sit for a day or two. i don't want to make any rash decisions or say anything that may come back to haunt me...so....suffice to say...nope, i'm not even gonna do that.
ok..
i have t go cut a few lawns, run a few errands and such...have a great monday...

g. xo

ps...i was wrong about the best of the blog...i do it in december..not that you ned to know...but that's when it will be, not october. stand down.

don bull gets down.