21 November 2008

What Time Is It? Photostory Friday

Me: What time do you think it's getting to be?
Him: Noon hour.
Me: No way! It was noon hour at the restaurant.
Him: Okay. After noon hour.
Me: You haven't a clue.
Him: Do too. It's 6:AM International.
Me: What are you talking about???
Him: I got a sign.
Me: Is this another flashback?

Him: No. It's a sign.
(Judy looks up to see it actually is a sign.)
Me: Oh wait. I've got to take a picture.
Him: (in a teasing tone of voice) For your blog?
Me: Dude, I'm blogging this sign.

(Further down the road at the second summit, we stop again.)
Me: I bet the Victorians had picnics here.
(There is a carriage road that circles the mountain twice.)
Him: What did they eat?
Me: Fried chicken.
Him: Greasy fried chicken.
Me: With finger bowls.
Him: With sliced cucumber.

(Now we are moving at 50mph or so.)

Me: Black and white horses and cows! Did you see that? Someone has a thing for black and white animals.

Hey turkeys. Look!

Me: Hey Look! More turkeys on your side. One hundred wild turkeys!
Him: It's Turkey Time!!!!

PhotoStory Friday
Hosted by Cecily and MamaGeek


  1. You have captured the usual intimate conversation very well! And love the photos along the way inspiring the chat!

  2. fun photo story. i wonder what in the world that sign was for though.
    oh, and finally...i tiny shot of mr.him. :)nice to put some face to the name.

  3. Greyscale, me and him can talk about absolutely nothing for hours and have been doing so for years.

    Alicia, I wondered about that sign too. So I googled it and didn't come up with much. It might be an open source web-based radio station. Pretty sure it's not a cult :)
    And you're right - that sure is "some face!"


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