My ''95 Chevy G20 Sherry conversion

 Went to a couple of abandoned places to shoot photos of my ''95 Chevy G20 Sherry conversion.

You may not be able to see it clearly but the top part of tall sign is the same color green as my van.

I use to eat at Mr. C's, it was really good food with a quaint old atmosphere. Its been closed now for at least 10 years.

I looked in the windows and the tables are all set, with dishes, napkins and menus ready for the following day. Just eery seeing the restaurant prepped like that with it now sitting abandoned and decaying. Wonder what closed it.

The other is from an old feed store. Its crumbling and soon I am certain will be razed. Next door is a gem and rock shop. My parents took us there years ago when I was a boy. My dad back then got into a short lived hobby of rock tumbling.

My Absurd Dreams

 My mind never stops.

I constantly dream, even when I take short naps.

I usually remember and post only my more profound dreams, but lately, I remember the more absurd.

For instance, I dreamt I pulled a newborn mouse out of my ear and threw it on the ground.

Then I spent the next part of the dream walking around looking for that mouse to show my friends who didn't believe me.

Last night, I dreamt a man in a suit with an incredible broadcasting voice was telling me about a cassette with Country's greatest hits could be mine... then he said But wait, there's more, you could also have these 110 cassettes with more Country music in this case if you would... I think he was alluding to signing me up for cable.

But then I woke up for a bathroom break.

I'm glad I did, or I may be singing - My bed got wet, and it's not from rain, and could have added that song to the 111 cassettes.

Carey On...

Wickliffe park metal detecting

 I went to a local Wickliffe park metal detecting.

Not very successful, but still fun.

It always amazes me how something like a beer can finds its way 4 to 5 inches underground.

This Genesee can was found close to the park entrance, so how it got so far underground is a mystery. You'd think it would have been picked up or kicked further into the park when it was tossed there years ago.

The key is a Ford from the mid 60's to 70's, I believe,

The front says Ford, and the back says Family of Fine Cars.

Whenever I dig, I carry out everything dug up, even broken pieces of glass.