Greetings All You Tortured Souls,
A few of us are meeting for lunch at Lucky 13 on Friday. Please chime in if you’re interested in joining. Discussion will be about that formidable foe BYE, lawn care. and eyebrows that have turned into shrubbery.
1230-ish, so we can tie up the table after the main lunch rush
Rats, conflicts with a retirees’ lunch out at the old rocket ranch. Great idea, though. Have fun.
And Kosh, I’ll be your cabbie.
count me in.
Both my lawn and eye brows could use a lot of help. The only thing we can all agree on about playing Bye is it always has the perfect start time.
Are you destined to be James Whitmore or Oscar the Grouch?
Clearly it has to be Leonid Brezhnev. Remember him?
His only redeeming feature.
Clearly you guys are going to need Roger the Shrubber at lunch to help sort through things.
Ni!!!
Can not extract myself from work but love these occurrences. Have fun!
That’s when I realized Russians had to be somehow different, genetically.
Those eyebrows… were they antennae?
I’ll try! You guys are worth a 90-minute drive, but other stuff keeps sucking up my days!
I KNEW IT! LAute is all about the sucking up!
It was a Freudian slip.
man I actually thought I could make this but I’ve had some afternoon work come up. Bummer.
I used to resemble that remark… 
as a young man I had a very dark, thick, curly unibrow (for which I took a lot of ribbing), but now, as has the hair on my head, it’s getting thinner, wispier, and grayer, oh and there are now two
I was hoping my plans would change, but unfortunately, again, I’m stuck at my home in southern Idaho, while some contractors finish up some work, that I need to monitor 
I’m very eager to get back to town soon and join in on the next one.
Oh, and Thanks Very Much to @Ute_With_Dogs for getting these going!!!
We’ll try to make these once a month be it a lunch or a breakfast. Just call me Julie McCoy…without the sweet disposition. Actually, like Aunt Sandy from Ray Donovan.
Man you will do anything to avoid meeting up with me in person again. I guess my spectacular tumble down the stairs at The huntsman center scarred you for life.
Oh, I know you’re kidding, but you have no idea how wrong you are my friend. While the tumble you took was scarry, you recovered pretty handily and went on mostly as though nothing had happened.
And, the situation I’m in here at my place in Idaho, is that I’m monitoring contractors, while doing a LOT of very difficult labor, for which I cannot seem to hire anyone. I’d kill for a break, and a Utefans lunch.
It is rewarding after almost 30 years of ownership, to finally have the time in retirement to be accomplishing some of these things though.
Enjoy the lunch Utefans, and I’ll catch you for the next one.
