There is now a shooting range about two miles from my house and I can hear them. It's easy to differentiate from shots in the bottoms. So far all I'm hearing is single shots. You bet your sweet ass that if the repetitive action starts I'll raise some hell. I also saw a newly redone building called Cedar Creek on 51S. It definitely looks like a destination place with a lot of brands.
The southern entrance to our city is a disgrace. It floods so often on south main that making a go of a business there is dicey. There is NO grocery store outside of the magic Kroger Walmart perimeter. Someone could make a freakin' killing by building one just south of the 'burg which would catch traffic going south as well. There's not even any place out here to get a burger except gas stations. I've even approached one person about it who owns property near my house. It could be right by the airport. See? He said "no thanks!" I'm such a dreamer it ain't even funny.
Anywho, thanks for all the birthday wishes. It made the day totally about me which I needed desperately. Now if I could just afford a spa day!
Rock on ~
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