It's been a few days or moons since I penned a few riffs on Golden Pond. Seems I don't have the time anymore. Or maybe I don't take the time. Writing here has always been a labor of love. And a sort of therapy if you will. And a diary, a journal-call it what you will.
In forays from October of last year, petrol was hard to find and cost a staggering $4.37 per gallon. Whew! Unprecedented it was. These days the price has been as low as $1.32 thanks to shopping at Kroger, the super-duper supermarket chain. Lately, however, gasoline at the pumps has been slowly inching upwards. Hello marketplace.
On an unrelated note, Clint Eastwood has a new movie out called "Gran Torino." And, of course, it's number one at the box office.
My friend from kindergarten, Bogus Bob, owned a '69 Torino. Gas in those days hovered around a quarter a gallon. 4 in the floor it was. And a petrol guzzler.
The trailer follows: Methinks yours truly would like to see this film.
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