Now I get to be pampered. Tie o’ the Day #1 is chauffeuring me around, giving me a break from all the driving I do. Amazingly, Tie can drive a stick! Such talent. Note the ripped driver’s seat, and the inch of dust everywhere in the cab. When you have an old truck which you drive on gravel roads, you must NEVER clean the truck–inside or out. It is sacrilegious to have a clean truck in the desert. I don’t know how well my truck will fit in up here in the big city, but I’m still not gussy-ing it up. On the inside of the passenger window, you can still see nose smudges from the dog of my life, Araby. And Araby left the earth four years ago. I will never clean that window, no matter what. And I will never sell my ancient truck–because of Araby’s window. 🐶
Those Ties are getting precocious, and multi-talented and self-assured. Be careful. They may join the Bots and try to take over.
Oh, Mercedes, you are so right. I only wish they could explain politics to Ron. But for now, I guess I’m stuck doing it. Really though, he is very polite. He always asks if it’s ok if he asks!😁