Does this truck have Criminal stenciled on it?

Needing quarters for the washing machine here at the complex; I took a short venture. Uptown across from Stanbury Park  to the car wash. Feed the machine a 10 and get my quarters. Proceed to wash and wax the little truck. Yes, the dragon needed a bath. On the way home I pull into above mentioned park, pull to a stop in the sun to help dry the dragon. I then back into a parking spot in the shade for a quick coffee break. I had no idea I had broken the law. Shortly; say 5 minutes in; the Sheriffs Deputy pulls in and stops right in front of me. The officer (use that word loosely) approaches my truck and asks for id. Now everything with the vehicle is legit, save for the missing front license plate. As I hand him my drivers license he asks "Why do you hang in the park so much?" I answer out of respect and courtesy "Well I live about 2 blocks that way... and like to come to the park once in a while." He proceeds to tell me its a nice park, but there is a dark side here. I think it was at that point he asked me do you have any needles in the truck. By this time I felt violated and harassed. Is there a law about hanging out in the city park? I did, at one point think that is what parks are for. After about 25 or 30 minutes the cop did hand me back my license, at the same time asking "Have you ever been arrested for drugs?" Ensuing a brief conversation of a possession charge back in '81. Obviously he has "privy" to these things. Before he walked away there was the question "no weed in the vehicle?" Needless to say my 'coffee break' was ruined.  Oh I forgot to mention there was one comment about the missing front license plate. When told I would replace it in a month when my registration comes up; he responded "thats just the registration, you can get a sticker." I did respond well I am getting plates since I need a front one. (very bizzare if you ask me)

6 or 3 you be the judge

Why the difference? I do realize a different shape will give a different tone but so does the number of and character of the pickups. I've played Fender acoustic guitars, one with the all 6 on one side, and a 3&3 really no difference in sound to me... but then I am just a hack guitarist... but what happens when Gibson goes Fender? or at least that's how I see it...

what.... more blogs or Using the proper tool

      Not to be cutting myself down, there's enough of that for everyone else, BUT... I'm so lame. 
Right.... so I'm looking at this weather site I like to use; as my job is rather dependent on the weather. I see a button up on the top banner, BLOG. Oh boy, another one. So how many blogs do I have now? Just kidding, I just jot my thoughts and experiences on this one. I have to say though, everyone is getting in to this blog thing, next thing you know the web site to pay my phone bill is going to come up with a blog page. I mean, really, what in the world are you going to a weather site to read blogs for? is your life really that empty? This is the person that I would suggest a hobby to, Russian Roulette might be my first suggestion. 
       I own a goofy cat... or actually to put it to correct tones, That goofy cat owns me. 

Getting some rain over here.... what's the weather looking like in your neighborhood? 

What is the hardest word for you to spell? I find it difficult to get weird right the first time 

Well that's all I have for now, time to get busy and do some laundry... oh thrills!

Cartoons in real life... or Hi, I'm Ariel

     I did already post about my birthday last night, but I did leave out a few details, one such detail would be at the Sandbar. Pretty cool little bar down on Kellogg Ave along the Ohio River. Part of a series of shops, clubs and a marina The Four Seasons Marina. The sign out by the street calls it Pirates Cove. So you know I would have to like the place. So anyhow... I went down there last night as part of my birthday celebration, was invited by a friend, a mini class reunion, I can by memory count 7 maybe 8 old class mates there. I was there with my girlfriend Karen who at one point in the evening had pointed out the one "big gal" sitting at the table beside ours. She later mentioned "oh my god, doesn't she look like the octopus lady on the Little Mermaid? Now the lady she spoke of, I turned to look and... well son of a... hell yes, she was dead on Ursula, jewelry and all, lol. It was funny; we were watching, trying to get a chance to snap a shot of her with the cell phone, to no avail. She was sitting just rambling at the mouth, talking with the guy sitting beside her. He was apparently very disinterested in what ever it was she was talking about.  In all my days, I have come across people, usually strangers, that look at least similar to animals, other people or even cartoon characters. Never before have I seen some one so close in resemblance that you would swear she was that character.  I did at one point tell Karen to go strike up a conversation with her, and introduce yourself as Ariel.