Showing posts with label TC Maserati. Show all posts
Showing posts with label TC Maserati. Show all posts

Friday, June 12, 2009

Cleaning out my photo file

Since it's unlikely that I'll be blogging tomorrow and possibly not Sunday either (guests coming, remember?), I wanted to touch bases with all you fine folks who take time out to read my drivel each day. I will keep notes on the activities at Afton Station, of course, and we'll catch up next week. Until then, I was cleaning out my picture file and came across a few to post here. They are aren't remarkable, significant, or even very interesting but, well, I hate to see a blank page.

Forthwith...
Ghost sign on a cafe on Route 66 in Litchfield, IL.
The ugliest house I've ever seen -- in a suburb of Chicago. (If the owner of this home, by some unreal coincidence, happens to see this, my apologies. But don't you think it's a little tacky to have cartoony murals all over your house?)

"Root 66" Real Estate, Bristow, Oklahoma
When the MetLife blimp came to Tulsa for a week during the PGA Golf Championship. I LOVE blimps!
FOR SALE: My 1991 TC Maserati, which just sits in the garage because I never drive it. Black, low mileage, perfect condition, soft top and hard top, all the bells and whistles.