Saw a good ad on T.V. yesterday concerning tattoos.

Rather than finding a cure for some disease or something important, they invented a makeup to cover tattoos. It made me chuckle to think of that drunken moment coming home to roost. At least it is cheaper than the permanent removable process. All you have to do is rub it on over the offending graffiti, and poof out of sight, out of mind. Now, you can sport yourself at a biker fest and then you can go to a fancy restaurant in the evening and not get the evil stares. Just be careful and not spill any wine on yourself.

Beethovens Ninth

Line In the Sand

When you draw a line in the sand, do you have to use a sword? That sentence makes me think of the Alamo, Walt Disney and Davy Crockett. I just finished a bottle of Davy Crockett wine. Visited Fess Parker's winery a while back. Wine tasting at 10 in the morning. That set the tone for the day.

LIFE IS TOO SHORT TO DRINK BAD WINE

Just a hint that I did drink some wine on our trip. How can you not go to California and not drink wine ? So we went to the Santa Barbara wine country, as in the movie "Sideways". And the reason for that is because the Fess Parker Winery is there. I had to drink Davy Crockett wine. How could I not? Wine tasting cost $10.00 at each place. For that you get to try out six types of wine and you get to keep the glass. Quite a large glass with a coon skin cap imprinted on it. The winery along with eleven others is located in Los Olivos. Another one you might reconize is The Firestone Winery. Went there too. Now a word of advice. One should not start a wine tour at 10 am. Needless to say I was the only customer. No, we did not see Fess Parker, but we did see his daughter.

Snow Again.

I guess you would call this a spring surprise. Looked out the window this morning and there was the ground covered with snow. I wasn't expecting that. Yesterday I was looking at the grass and thinking, that soon the lawnmower has to come out. But it won't be today.

Received my passport the other day. Only took a week. And I need that because.... a couple of weeks ago my son asked me if I would like to go to California. So California, here I come. Going to L.A., driving up the coast and back by another route. He has a friend who has an association with the Gallo family, so we may get a tour.

Doing my walking every day, so I can get in shape for chasing a streetcar. We will be gone nine days.

Filled up with gas last night. Only needed half a tankful. A bit of madhouse, cars pulling up to the tanks in both directions. In this province we have gas regulation, which means that the price of gas stays the same for a week. It changes every Thur. night. So if you pay attention to the news, you get a bit of a warning. There is no instant price increase when the price of a barrel of oil goes up. So no gouging. There is a two week lag. The price will be higher today. So that is the reason for the rush last night. I paid $1.269 for a liter. And for you americans that would be $4.80 a gal. I have a van and it cost me $50.00 for half a tank. I better keep this page open until I find out the price today.

So I did go out and the price today is $1.338 a liter which is $5.06 a gal. My head still works in gals. so that sounds worse. Anyway, that's how it is. Tomorrow it may be one cent less. For some reason, they do that on Sat. An adjustment I guess.

Also bought some groceries. They are also going up. And money as groceries in the pantry gets more interest than money in the bank. And you can't eat nthe money in the bank. You may not be able to get it.