Happy Fourth Everyone!

sleep late

picnics

barbeque

party

gathering of friends

plenty to drink

plenty to eat

swimming pool

fireworks

I will because I work in retail so I am working today enjoy the day too!

coffee time

ray

Flip Flops The Scourge Of The Shoe World

Aside from protecting the feet 

from the hot sands of the beach, they are useless

noisy

clip clop

flop flop

so clumsy

ever try to run somewhere

 wearing them?

slippery when wet

tiring

it takes an effort

to hold them on the foot

creates a big space

between the toes

large enough to hold a cigar 

or cigarette

let the mind wander for a moment with that thought...

and lastly

they don't make the legs look good

I know this first hand

I looked in the mirror

nope, nothing

morning coffee time

ray

Sunday Music-Igor Krutoy-Sad Angel

The Living Years

Ginger or Mary Ann? The definitive answer!

finally the age old question almost as important as how many licks to the center of a Tootsie Pop..
the answer of course is three and then you bite it

but the real answer to Ginger or Mary Ann is

Ginger you take home for the night
Mary Ann you take home forever

whew, my brain hurts!

beer time

ray

Why Wooden Bikes?

I saw this at Treehugger and watched it spellbound. Beautiful creations that last a lifetime.
It is bringing back hand craftsmanship back, one step at a time

What do you know, I have my own youtube account for the world to see!

Ah yes, the long reach of Google.
I was online (aren't I on line now?) and looked up my name. Now, since I and Denzel Washington have the same name (Denzel), (I had it first!), when I search for it, it is somewhere located maybe 50,000 results later.
I can never find it.

Same thing with my picture. Can't find it.

When I put R jacob Post under images, you get a lot of my drawings, which look nice by the way, but no picture of me.

When I click on the web, my web site shows up and does go on for many pages, I guess because I have been doing this for a long time. It is all very cool.

But one link took me to youtube
http://www.youtube.com/blogs/rjacobpost
and it had all the music I had recently posted and had not yet been removed hate that for one reason or another by youtube.

I have been doing this for over three years that is not so amazing who reads this stuff and had posted a lot of music. But since Google had made changes, it now draws on the music that I want to share.

The long reach of Google, once again It works so I don;t have to.

Coffee and then it is time to retile the tub walls.

ray denzel don't call me washington

Sunday Music Moment VIII-Celtic Woman-Orinoco Flow

I long for my muscle (car)

Car! I meant car all along. 

My first and only muscle car of that by-gone era.

A man will remember his favorite car better then his first girl friend long after both are gone.

A 1967 Chevy Camaro SS (ss stood for super sport, rs stood for rally sport)

I bought it used. I spent every dime I had on it, restoring, add ons, learning. I am still talking about the car!

I could sit down and right down everything about it, an expensive list at the time and still expensive today.

Cars of today are beyond my comprehension, but back then I would work on the carburetor on the kitchen table, rebuilding it, run open headers around the neighborhood just to wake people up!

And then one day, it was gone. Someone had stolen it, stripped it and then burned it. Later on I got a call from the police pound. 

It was there. 

I stopped in to look. It was as bad as I thought. A blackened carcass was all that remained. I sat down on it and cried. All my hopes and dreams were gone.

After awhile, I got up and walked away, not looking back. The good times are forever, the bad times covered over. 

A guy always thinks of a car as a woman. Memories.

Good memories only.

But I guess the hurt never went away.

coffee time

ray

Hey! Could you flush and wash your hands?

As disgusting has public bathrooms are, people go out their way to make them worse. The men's bathroom, as you walk in, has three urinals against the wall. Almost always, the one on the right will have been used but not flushed.

I don't get it.

So of course, I push down on the lever to finish it off. Gosh, that was hard wasn't it.

But wait, there is more.

It would appear that hand washing is becoming a lost art. Granted, our establishment does not go out of its way to make your bathroom experience a pleasant experience, but for the most part, at least there is soap and water.

Hand towels, maybe not. But there is that blower machine thingy on the wall, or even the ever popular air dry method.

But more often then not, they skip that last step. There is a sign that says "employees must wash their hands", but I am starting to think it should include customers too.

If you see me skipping the ritual handshake on the sales floor you will wonder no more.  Mr. Customer, you have been put on notice. And been seen doing the dirty deed.

early morning beer time!

ray