Holy....

Tuesday night I picked the kids up from school and it was dark so I told Cooper I'd drive him past the house with tons of lights. As we were driving up Chamberlain Street, Cooper kept asking him if were at the house as we drove by each one that had some lights at it. I kept telling him no, and that he'd know it when we got there. As we pulled up to this house, I heard him clearly say "Holy Shit" outloud. We won't be making it a point to drive past that house anymore...

Random Stuff

This started out as nothing more than a motorcyle art scuplture type tree. I'm not sure if someone intentionally planted a tree in the middle of the whole mess but as it grows, it's slowly going to eat up the motorcycles. Its doing pretty well right now and this is as least 15 years into it. I remember thinking before the tree was there that the sculpture was odd looking. God help the bastard 100 years from now who goes to cut this tree down for some reason as the bikes will surely be invisible by then.



Only in Maine...