Warning: minimal LBC content
The house next door finally sold, and we got some new neighbors a
couple of weeks ago. The man of the house is in his mid-to-late
forties, more than a little overweight, is retired from some
government job, and apparently makes enough from his pension that he
can afford to buy a $120K house and still not work. We should all be
so lucky. Anyway, my wife told me this story when I got home from
work this evening:
Our man next door is doing some plumbing work and had his water shut
off, so he came over during the day and borrowed our garden hose to
wash some things off. He spied the Alpine in the garage and mentioned
it to Susan, whereupon she told him that it was just a hobby. (At
least he knows what it is.) He then related as to how he had a Fiat
once as a hobby, but had to sell it when he "got too fat to fit
behind the steering wheel."
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T.J. Higgins | higgins@ingr.com | Intergraph Mapping Sciences | Huntsville, AL
"The playful kitten with its pretty little tigerish gambole is infinitely more
amusing than half the people one is obliged to live with in the world."
-- Lady Sydney Morgan
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