#neverrains

Happy Friday everyone,

Friday afternoon in the office at the corner of The Trail and The Lane with sweeping vistas of well traveled deer trace and Southern Ft. Wright.  I’m the polar opposite of those great lyrics, “I’m under loved and under fed, I wanna go home.” 

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People, or in this instance I’ll call this activity, parking lot prairie dogging.  You’ve seen it.  Someone walks out of a store into the parking lot and they can’t find their car.  They stop get up on their tip toes raise their hand to their forehead to begin a search and find scan of the lot.  It happens.  That’s not the dumb thing though.  I want to stop and say, you know that set of keys in your hand with the key fob with a red has a automatic car finder.

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Here’s our daughter Katie Hill with photographic evidence that John Denver was indeed not full of shit.  Photo caption, The Hill’s Are Alive.

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A new game I like to play is called Car Wash Match Game.  As I sit on the benches and wait for my car to get finished I try to match the owner with the car that’s being completed.  I have to say, I’m really bad at this too.

True story as I walked out today and searched for a seat of which there were very few.  My options were sit by a bunch of guys or in between two women that were not hard on the eyes.  Walked up and asked them if I could sit between them and they both said sure.  I sat down and one of the women elbows me and says, “she’s not that good looking.”

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Last weekend with credit to friends on social media, we went and met a guy at a bar.  Braxton Brewery right across the street from Hill Seed Companies former Covington location.  He met us there to hand over a ledger from that same Hill Company from 1881-82.  Very cool!  Sure wish the penmanship had trickled down the gene pool.

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As the song Paradise by the Dashboard Lights came on this morning it dawned on my what that song might actually be about.  I don’t think the dashboard lights in my 1976 Dodge Aspen (worst car ever made) worked anyway.  My paradise was an Arby’s bag with a couple Beef N’ Cheddars anyway.

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As Claire was doing my hair this week and a pile of bright white grey hair was falling in my lap it became apparent to me that I might be getting old.  Luckily though I can’t see me.  I also feel really sorry for the face indentification unlock thing on my phone.  With that said, this will be my song of the week. 

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Have a great rest your Friday.  Hope the whistle blows for ya soon if you’re still toiling.  And as always, have a great weekend.

Lastly, thoughts and prayers for that missing girl in Iowa.  That strikes a nerve with me that I can’t shake.  Terrible.

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