AUGUST 1, 2016, MONDAY
I left at 7 a.m. from Richmond, even though that would mean I would hit Indianapolis at 8 a.m., right in the middle of Indianapolis rush hour. And, i went right through the center of the city. Traffic was heavy, but there were no slow-downs. I stopped on the west side in Speedway and went to the Kroger store and bought two more Fuzzy's Premium Vodka 100th Running of the Indy 500 commemorative bottles.
I will be giving one to my good friend and teaching Buddy, Terri, who is a major INDY CAR fan.
Drove I-74 northwest. Gas at Crawfordsville, Indiana, a usual stop for me, was down 9 cents to $2.
Took Illinois-47 north of Mahomet and stopped in Morris at the Burger King, which still has those great greasy tacos (much like those at Jack-in-the-Box or Jacks as they call themselves now).
Arrived home and cut the grass which needed it with all the rain we've been getting since I was gone. Went boating and then to J's for half-price pizza and NTN where we had a #3 and #4 team finish.
Then went to the Sons of the American Legion meeting at the Fox Lake Legion.
Home At Last. --RoadDog
HELL! ... Let's Offend Everybody! How do you get a sweet little 80-year-old lady to say the "F" word? Answer: Get another sweet little 80-year-old lady to yell "Bingo!"
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