Feb 22 2010
Ooh, Shiney
It seems that I went to the big swap meet in Denver a couple weeks ago. You know that it’s going to be really interesting when a story starts like that. None of my boys could make it. Something about sorting socks in the sock drawer or something of equal importance. My wife wanted to go to a sewing and fabric show that was just up the street from the swap meet. The result was that I was turned loose in the biggest swap meet of the year with no adult supervision. And I had a pocket full of cash, a really bad combination. Continue Reading »





































