Auction, Tires, and Chairs

Or, Three Random Things.

There was an auction Saturday just up the road from us.  We just drove to the end of the drive and walked because we knew parking would be very limited.  

 While we were there this motorcycle pulled right up to the auction bypassing the barriers.

She was riding on the back of it, with house slippers and pajama pants.  I didn't see them leave but was wondering how they were going to carry the fan and handicap toilet chair she bought.

Our county has a tire cleanup every year but for the last several we have always had something else planned.  Last year we could have done it but when I called they were full and put me on a wait list.  They called this year to say there was an opening and we could bring 100 tires.  One of the farms we bought, the previous owner used tires to set his round bales on.  We brought some of them to the house a few years ago during a drought when we had to buy large square bales and store them outside.  We used the tires to hold down the tarp.  Since then, they have been a constant source of irritation to me.

 Not any more, they are all on the trailer and have been hauled to the county recycling center.

 Had they not limited us to 100, maybe we could have finished cleaning up the other farm too.  Maybe next year.

 I didn't get anything at the auction but went to the State Surplus Store yesterday and found these chairs.

One was priced at $1 and the other $5.  When I was checking out I took the $1 chair up first and said there was a matching one that was priced different.  He asked what they were priced at and said I could have them both for $1 each.  My plan is to recover them in vinyl and use them as porch furniture.  J said, "Won't they rust?"  I said, what did it matter, they were only a dollar.