Being that Velo and I live in adjoining communities, I don't feel I've been a very good neighbor by leaving him out in the doghouse. I propose that he and Cooler can stay in that ramshackle shed out back that is currently populated by mostly silverfish until the new addition is finished. Cooler can take care of the silverfish. They have the "I live sort of by I-169" connection. Also, 69, giggle.
Even the scam artists are getting cheap these days. You used to be able to acquire millions of dollars by giving that information to a representative of exiled African royalty.
Human beings are the worst sometimes.On our eastern Caribbean cruise in 2010 it was just PapaLew & I (no family cruised with us that time). We were seated with a wealthy New York maven & her henpecked hubby (newly retired and relocated to Miami), a dude & his "trophy" (read: golddigger) wife, a fairly normal couple from North Dakota (or maybe South Dakota), and us. The maven decided it was her table & her rules. Everything was about "what do you do...how much do you make...where are your jewels", etc. We survived one night of her & golddigger comparing bling and looking down their noses at us midwestern/plains state hicks with normal amounts of bling. She was horrified that I don't own ANY diamonds, by choice. I don't like them, I don't like how they are obtained & distributed - they're overpriced hunks of carbon, IMO. And yes, I told her my opinion (I had had quite enough of her condescension at that point). Turns out hubby made their dough in the diamond business.
We passed on dessert. We ate the rest of our meals in the Windjammer (RC's casual dining). The third night out, we saw the Dakota couple there as well...turns out HE had enough after the second night. Too bad the two hubbies had to stay with their snobby *******...they probably would have had more fun in the Windjammer with the rest of us!
On our eastern Caribbean cruise in 2010 it was just PapaLew & I (no family cruised with us that time). We were seated with a wealthy New York maven & her henpecked hubby (newly retired and relocated to Miami), a dude & his "trophy" (read: golddigger) wife, a fairly normal couple from North Dakota (or maybe South Dakota), and us. The maven decided it was her table & her rules. Everything was about "what do you do...how much do you make...where are your jewels", etc. We survived one night of her & golddigger comparing bling and looking down their noses at us midwestern/plains state hicks with normal amounts of bling. She was horrified that I don't own ANY diamonds, by choice. I don't like them, I don't like how they are obtained & distributed - they're overpriced hunks of carbon, IMO. And yes, I told her my opinion (I had had quite enough of her condescension at that point). Turns out hubby made their dough in the diamond business.
We passed on dessert. We ate the rest of our meals in the Windjammer (RC's casual dining). The third night out, we saw the Dakota couple there as well...turns out HE had enough after the second night. Too bad the two hubbies had to stay with their snobby *******...they probably would have had more fun in the Windjammer with the rest of us!
