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Some images. I vaguely remember going into the Ford Pavilion. I think it was a dark ride featuring dinosaurs while seated in various Ford convertibles. The narration came from the radio.

Not creamed corn. That’s gross. I prefer the Mexicali niblet corn with bits of red and green peppers.

I bring cans of corn to the parks with me.

No, you just have to wait

A supposed olive tale from circa 1953. Soon after my parents were married they gave their first dinner party. My mother said that an olive tray was de riguer, the done thing, what high class people served. My father said nobody would eat the olives. According to my father, 95% of the olives...

Such a shame. Sure, I’ve mourned or regretted that a tree fell down or had to be removed. Sorry for your loss. It was gorgeous.

I’m 63 and look it. So I just tell people I’m 80 and they tell me how wonderful I look. ;)

It’s called the “Mediterranean Bar” at my supermarket. At least a dozen varieties of olives, plus mixtures. Stuffed ones too. Artichoke hearts, stuffed grape leaves, roasted red peppers, sun dried tomatoes, etc. I think it’s $9.99 per pound. No more canned nor jarred olives for me.

Is it OK to eat an eclair that still has its paper doily on TOP of the trash?

I’m not interested. Younger DD loves The Price is Right and attended the tapings of two episodes, but her name wasn’t called to be a contestant. On one show, however, she was seated a few rows behind the contestants and appeared on TV about half a dozen times.

The best part was cropped out of your photo.

I got my car in March 2014 and I just passed 80,000 miles. So average of a little less than 8,000 per year.

I usually play miniature golf once per summer and as an older teen I played pitch and putt once. I’ve been to a driving range a few times. As for real golf, never.

Yes, we were in totality. We drove about 7 hours on Sunday, stayed overnight, then drove about 2 hours on Monday into the path. Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad I got to witness it. I’m just not using superlative adjectives to describe it.

I had an inground pool in LA. We used it a lot the first two years then the novelty wore off and it became more of a burden and wasn’t used very much. No more pools for me. I wouldn’t consider buying a house with one.

It was a nice experience but I wouldn’t call it life changing or even awesome. Then again I’m hard to impress.

I grew up almost exclusively on canned vegetables overcooked into mush, the way my father liked them. :crazy2: Sometimes even potatoes were canned. Canned corn was acceptable but the rest were gross. The worst was Veg-All mixed vegetables. It tasted like can. For sides, I mostly use those...

Nah, I really didn’t bother taking pictures. My photo skills suck and I’d rather see good professional photos instead of my sorry efforts.