No I’m not referring to the naked cyclists in the Freemont Parade…
I had taken my new tripod and camera up to Sunset hill to photograph the sun setting at its furthest point to the north. From now on it will start setting further and further to the south and the days will start getting shorter and shorter (sigh).
Well Karen was supposed to meet me up there after getting off the phone, but she never made it. As I was walking back I found her walking towards the park. She implied that I should take my camera to the front of the house and start taking pictures.
Needless to say we are NEVER ever going to park our car on the street again like our neighbors have to do (they have no driveway for their house). I think our neighbors may now be thinking they need to put in a driveway.
It’s is kinda weird that a friend at work was just talking about how a car had wrapped around a telephone pole just in front of his house. I am not sure if a car flip trumps a pole-wrap, but we are glad that the driver was able to walk away from the car. The real excitement occurred when the wrecker used cables to flip the car back over.
