The Original Old Farts Club

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Talk about a bad day

Ummmm, no pets were harmed in the making of this film folks!

I don't think OSHA approved footwear would have helped him much.... :)

Or head wear...........

Morning Old Fart Club, I'm 68 old female. The picture is Max's. Dropping in to see what's going on. Just finishing up a small crop of Yumbolt, another month should do it. Alittle yard work to due and the never ending house work.

Good morning Ness and Max! Welcome aboard the good ship Lollypop.
 
I hate to report this but one of my favorite bands from my era has lost it's driving force. Commander Cody has died. They are responsible for my favorite two stoner songs that represent stoner life. Those are "Lost in the Ozone" and "Down to seeds and stems again" and then there's the classic "Hotrod Lincoln". Here's an article on him. George Frayne, roots rocker known as Commander Cody, dies at 77
 
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Morning OFC. Woke up to clouds, rain and cold. Not supposed to reach 60f today. Don't know if I am ready for this yet. Won't be long until it will be dark most of the time.....

What to do with my day.....couple cups of coffee first. Thinking another easy day in the grow. I might just get bored today which is rare. I better be careful or Mrs Pute will start dishing out honey do's....

Just turned on the news....things just went south...
 
But isn't Walt like a hundred or older ? LOL
I wuz about to step in when I noticed some chillun here still pooping yellow and claiming "Old Fartitude".

Then I saw the proper total obeseiance from Rosty... So I'll give a peek into my oldest memories. I wuz hangin' around in the dark... there was nothing...

And Gawd said, "Let there be Light!"

And there was light. There was still nothing... but you could see it better.
 
Got everything accomplished that I'd laid out for myself today. I was heading out to the little barn and the Old Hen says, "Can you go one day without beating yourself up?" I laughed and said, "Yes, boss."

I came hobbling in a couple of hours later and told her, "Hey, can we start that tomorrow? I've kinda got today spoken for."

I was using a rolling scaffold to do some wiring. I stuck my Ryobi cordless drill with a hex shaft and a phillips bit in the top hole like I'd done a million times in my life. Still can't figure out what it got caught on, but it wound up getting jerked out when I moved the scaffold and smacked the bed of it. The big ole battery popped off, ricocheted sideways, and landed, guess where? Yep. Right on my already beat up big toe. You thought it was purple a few days ago? Even more so now. Hurt so bad it took my breath away. When I got it back, Tourette's syndrome took over big time.

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Got everything accomplished that I'd laid out for myself today. I was heading out to the little barn and the Old Hen says, "Can you go one day without beating yourself up?" I laughed and said, "Yes, boss."

I came hobbling in a couple of hours later and told her, "Hey, can we start that tomorrow? I've kinda got today spoken for."

I was using a rolling scaffold to do some wiring. I stuck my Ryobi cordless drill with a hex shaft and a phillips bit in the top hole like I'd done a million times in my life. Still can't figure out what it got caught on, but it wound up getting jerked out when I moved the scaffold and smacked the bed of it. The big ole battery popped off, ricocheted sideways, and landed, guess where? Yep. Right on my already beat up big toe. You thought it was purple a few days ago? Even more so now. Hurt so bad it took my breath away. When I got it back, Tourette's syndrome took over big time.

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Hippie
To be safe, do not get out of bed tomorrow
Can't do it. Tomorrow's Beer Day. I'll hook a seat belt to the bar stool though.

Roster, I really only need the left steel shoe. For some reason, my right foot is smart enough to stay out of harm's way.
 
Just donned on me; the first toe smash was from a Bottle of shampoo. The second was from a Bolt. The third one was from a Battery. Tomorrow, if the Beer keg needs changing, I'm staying on my stool. I'm also staying far away from my Boats, and I'm not crossing the street if'n I see a Bus.
 

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