And all the hot dogs are sold. I love serving food during the yard sale.

Cooking hot dogs and sausage for the yard sale. Come for the food, stay for the deals.

Holy moly did I really just run a nine-minute mile? Wow.

Up early to run before the yard sale kicks into high gear.

Up to run. It's gorgeous and crisp out.

Picked up the next two Gregor the Overlander books for Heather to read while convalescing.

Picturing what life would have been like under President Sinatra.

Teaching my daughter how to use Wikipedia

Just saw a guy cruising through Camp Hill in a Trabant

Beer and power tools always mix, right?