Cycle-Recycle

Yesterday's blog got 4 replies, 2 of which asked me if I was really camping in the junk yard & one who asked me if I was afraid. One reply said, "The latest one you sent was so funny!! The pic's are great on it as is your writing too. I forwarded it to some of my people. I got a new item for you to put on your bottom of your e mails, signature that is. = When you dream in color, it's a pigment of your imagination.
I know, your welcome!!" (Jo thinks I live such an interesting life). Other people have envied me also. It's not all roses though. I have to put up with some thorns too, LOL. [Last night I was dreaming I had lost my computer & was about to go crazy looking for it, thinking someone had stolen it, UNTIL I WOKE UP & REALIZED IT WAS ONLY A DREAM, THANK GOODNESS!]

Last night after putting on yesterday's blog , I went to Karaoke at the Elk's Club. As usual, I got the camera out & took some pictures of different people singing Karaoke. Then a club officer asked me to take a picture of him with a lady, which I did. Then another guy told him that I was the one who was hauling away their used french fry grease & had the blue bus that uses it for fuel. He said he remembered meeting me at 2 auto parts stores & thought I was crazy for using used french fry grease for fuel, but now that he has seen me at Elk's a number of times at Karaoke & is happy I haul away their used french fry grease, he has decided I am OK. Then they asked me to join the Elk's, which I explained I couldn't afford it, so the guy of whom took his picture asked the other guy if he'd pay half of my dues for one year, which he said yes, so I filled out the paperwork. I KNOW THEY ARE ALWAYS DOING THINGS TO GET MEMBERS IN CLUBS. Of course, I obligated myself to take more pictures at outings they have, which could in turn give me more photography business.
Back to the junkyard last night, a drunk was mad at me because I didn't give him a ride to town. I had told him in 1 hour I would be ready. Then I had to go hunt him down & tell him, only to find he had driven the truck to his house, which was against the rules, & then when I told him for the 2nd time I was ready to go, he stopped to talk to another drunk for 5 minutes, so I drove off leaving him. Now when I got home last night, there was a newspaper hanging on my door, "WE NEED TO TALK!!!!!", so I called the junkyard owner & he said to pull all the keys out of the trucks so the drunks have no vehicles to drive. They were all still asleep this morning when I left for doctor's appointment, so guess I'll hear from them when I get back, LOL.
On my way to appointment this morning I saw this used motorcycle being used to hold mailbox in front of a motorcycle repair shop. In Indianapolis, Indiana, on East 10th St., there is a used motorcycle parts store named "Cycle-Recycle", so it fit here very well for my subject.

Here in the 2nd picture is a garden tractor made into a train at a lawnmower shop. On the other side of the engine was the names of the "ENGINEERS", which I imagine is the names of family members. Notice, it has a 2nd seat for a "BACK SEAT DRIVER", LOL.

Doing well running on veggie oil today. It is supposed to hit 88 here today.