Now, where is Kaez?
He's been snowed under at work. Mrs Kazz broke her wrist about a week ago, plus her clinical trial she's in. I think his plate is overflowing right now.
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Now, where is Kaez?
He's been snowed under at work. Mrs Kazz broke her wrist about a week ago, plus her clinical trial she's in. I think his plate is overflowing right now.
You're welcome. I don't like it when friends don't communicate during this season.What a relief!!! Thank you Debadoo, and thank you Diver!
I hate driving in those conditions. I put a new pickup two hundred feet down a ravine on I-5 in Mt Shasta City in Northern California, due to ice and snow. I am positive that the only reason I walked away from that accident was the seatbelt.Man we went to pick up Gdaughter/Daughter at the airport on Monday, blizzard conditions we were getting about 2-3" an hour couldn't even see any tracks in the snow cause it was 2am. Pretty freaky ride.
That brings back memories from my Navy days. My parents were divorced and when I came back on leave my Mom really resented any time that I spent with my Dad.Well she left today and is spending a couple days with her half sisters at her real mothers house.
Wow, thanks for letting us know. This is another post that is hard to "like". I will add them to my prayer list.He's been snowed under at work. Mrs Kazz broke her wrist about a week ago, plus her clinical trial she's in. I think his plate is overflowing right now.
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i hear the eleaf pico squeeze is good![]()
Merry Christmas to all and to all a great holiday season
Says it's 76° here in bright sun or as I normally say nearly every morning since we got down here..."I'll be damned if it isn't another beautiful day in South Florida!" Rained last night so it's fairly humid outside. We've been consistently about 10 degrees above normal for this time of year. Nope, no global warning here! Move along, move along, nothing to see here.69 here right now. Low of 63 tonight. And yes, I wore a sweater to hit the grocery store todaym
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Not some of my best work, but I thought some might enjoy...
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through ECF
Not a poster was stirring, not even a mod;
The wick and wire were waiting by the fireplace with care,
In hopes that their new Nauti 5 soon would be there;
The ECF’rs were pacing the floors with dread,
Visions of their new shinnies’ danced in their heads;
The Ladies in their 'kerchiefs, and Men in their cap,
Had not settled down for their regular nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
They sprang to see what was all the matter.
Away to the window they flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The sun was abreast of the new-fallen snow
It gave the lustre of mid-day to the shinnies’ below,
When, what to their wondering eyes should appear,
But their long waited USPS driver - he was now using reindeer,
With a little old driver, not so lively and not so quick,
They knew in a moment that this sure wasn’t no St. Nick.
Faster than a China Delivery his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, ! now, DELIVERY! now, PACKAGE and ADDRESSEE!
On, SERVICE! on STAMP! on, SCANNED and TRACKER!
To the top of the driveway! to the mail box we go!
Now dash away! dash away! to the next house by the snow!"
As smokeless vapor that swirled around and around,
Never a doubter, could hardly be ever found ,
So up to my own mail box the reindeer flew,
With the sleigh of shinies, and the USPS Driver too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard like a spoof,
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I vaped on what was in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the sidewalk the USPS driver came with a bound.
He was dressed all in khaki’s, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of shinnies’’ he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a modder dressed in what was not tact.
His eyes were squinting as his lungs became full!
His cheeks puffed as he blew clouds like a bull
His mouth was drawing up for another vape,
And his chest was expanding till it had all it could take;
The Provari topped with a Nauti he held tight in his fist,
The vapor encircled his head as he checked his list;
He had a broad face and a big old belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, as delivery men are,
And I laughed when I saw him, even from afar;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the tanks; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, all coils were wicked and clean as a rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-VAPE-NIGHT!


It Semi! 


