1939 chevrolet master deluxe
looks like rain.
two hour drive home and out for a quick dinner so my better half can go shopping.
bro flew home today. hope he made his connection. hope he can figure out uber since no one in his fam wants to drive to the airport at midnight. if i could, i would have gone with, just to be sure he’s ok.
kid called wanting to do dinner , i.e., have me buy, but not down there tonight, so she’ll hit up gramma.
snagged a bottle of vino someone brought back to work from a meeting. i don’t drink, but my daughter-in-law does. she said she’ll take it.
pretty paint combo on this thirty-nine out at pomona a couple of months ago. so late in the morning, and a relatively empty parking lot, still surprises me.