Out 'n about.....

the byways 'n such.....
Here t’is....almost but not quite three in the AM....for two days now we’ve left ‘da boyz’ at home while we’ve gone gallivannting about the California countryside....they’ve been pretty good about it, haven’t eaten any furniture or anything like that (well, not that we’re aware of as yet, at any rate)....
Thursday we were wand’ring around Nevada City...prob’ly been 30 years or so since I was there.....for those of you who might not know, Nevada City is a once upon a time mining camp that became a haven for hippies back in the day.....narrow streets, artsy-folksy, high-ceiling stores run by silver-haired pot-smokers....prob’ly not all of them, of course.....had a great cup of coffee at a hole in the wall cafe (unlimited refills at a price of $.79).... beats the hell out’a Sac restaurants which mainly serve colored water for two bucks or more ‘n have an uncanny ability among their waitstaff of disappearing when your cup runs low....oh, also had some pretty good made in the back room ice cream at half the price of Coldstone Creamery.....while we were up there, I had the opportunity t’make ‘n toss a snowball (big whoopee, but I make it a practice t’stay off the mountain during the wintertime)...
Friday, we drove to Santa Rosa during ‘showery conditions’.....it ‘showered’ the whole way ‘n most of the time we were there....downtown Santa Rose was packed ‘n busy ‘n the steady rain didn’t seem to inconvenience anyone at all....had lunch in a smooth ‘n varnished, high-ceilinged, subdued pricing on the menu (doncha just hate it when y’can’t figure out what they’re gonna charge you for that extra glass of water)....the coffee was so-so ‘n I never got a glimpse of a refill which I didn’t mind so much (I prob’ly should’a had a beer which is what I usually do in Mexican restaurants)....Still, the food wasn’t bad ‘n the company was good ‘n JP beat me to the check....I struggled but gave in gracefully.....
The drive back to Sac which should have taken about two hours given that it was a Friday evening on a holiday weekend ‘n that there was snow on the mountain ‘n ev’ry third car had either skis or snowboards strapped t’the top took us a few minutes over three hours.....we spent at least an hour stop ‘n go in the diamond lane ‘n never did find out what was holding it up ( I told Millyrose that it should be called the ‘Zircon’ lane which ain’t that funny but it was late ‘n I was tired).....anyways I’ve digressed so much that I forgot what I was talking about which seems t’happen more ‘n more these days.....
As the late, great Red Skelton use’ta say, “G’nite ‘n God bless!”