Let’s all pile in the car…

… and go here. Bar Harbor, Maine (Image from September 2013)

How did Friday get here so darn fast?

Or …git here so durn fast? if my Bootheel roots were showing.

Hm. Living in Canadaland, I might say …git here so durn fast, eh?

I see a whole new dialect on the horizon.

My brain does give me pause on occasion.

True Confessions ~

I can’t drive a stick shift. (Manual or standard transmission).

Damn clutch.

Damn gears.

I think I should be able to. When the Zombie Apocalypse arrives, wouldn’t I want to jump into any vehicle at hand?

Yes. Yes, I would.

Vroom, vroom.

That thought’s gonna linger.

Who here can drive a stick shift?

Here be Friday.

Happy weekend, y’all.

Time to scram. Vamoose. Hightail it out of here.

You know what to do. Meet you in the bar in 3…2…1…

Or Bar Harbor looks good. Just sayin’.

Elen