Paul on a bike, except when I'm working on the new house...

 Weighing in at just over an ounce, this bracelet was found by moi and it looks pretty silver to me, there are no marks, not even one for a maker, which means it's really old or made in a country that doesn't give a c**p to put one on there.  Might have to get the acid kit to test it.... I found it in front of the dumpster, so it either fell out of the bin when they dumped it or someone else who goes pickin' in the skip lost it...the clasp isn't that good.....but mines now....bwawawawaha. And Silver is over $71 per ounce today, woot!

 I've seen this bit of brass poking it's threaded self out of the crosswalk for over a year, couldn't get it to budge, then eventually the tab on the side of it became visible, all the trucks driving over it. THen it was really hot, so not only could I see the tab but the white goop of the crosswalk was also malleable in the heat, so wiped out the knife, and pried this sucker out of the ground, all that brass, mines...and the money to get from all that brass. look at that bit of copper wire too.  And if that was success enough, I found an "old timer" knife to go along with it....

 Saw this dinosaur on the roadside dying, so added another dinosaur.

 I noticed a while back there was some deer corn that had spilled out of someone's truck.   Well here it is after a couple of weeks of rain.

 I find so much good stuff in the dumpster, and after I grabbed an oak cane to help shove the stuff aside I waved it around, good pimp cane I thought, and then I noticed the 1964 silver half dollar embedded into the top of the cane. WOOT! That's $15 to $20 for just the silver coin, and it's a cool oak cane.

 I was on my monday morning run this morning, and I saw something crittering in the road ahead, first thought it might be some really big scorpions, which I need to find a brick an go Planned Parenthood on their asses.... But instead it was I think a crawdad, that had for some reason crawled up out of the stream that's about a block from the road. And without further adieu, Mr. FAFO.....