These are ruminations on a rainy Sunday afternoon at Critter Creek while waiting for the Titans and Vikings game to start.
Pocket Pistol :=
(http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y30/RichardS/CITESCompliantFarmingdaleR9No132-2.jpg)
Sports Car :=
(http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y30/RichardS/Miscellaneous/FerrariF40.jpg)
http://www.dreamroad.us/dream-road-ferrari-f40/
I have my R9, but I have reached the sad conclusion that I shall never own a Ferrari F40 Berlinetta. (Although I might have afforded one if I had demonstrated the good judgment to avoid that money pit represented by my ex-wife. >:( )
Richard, you have a wonderful wife, Critter Creek for relaxing and a pup in your pocket, seems like a winner to me.
Those fancy cars are just another high maintenance item like as apparently your first wife turned out to be, your better off without them both maybe. ;D 8)
Right as usual, John. There is no Ferrari mechanic anywhere near Critter Creek, the F40's road clearance wouldn't allow it even to get to this place, and the woman to whom it is my extraordinary good fortune now to be married does not require an hour each morning to appear presentable. This one is beautiful upon awakening and without makeup -- to wit:
(http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y30/RichardS/herhonor2011.jpg)