and yes there is a door there, and only two steps down to the grass. Sounds like a bottom step affair to me. Or perhaps I could live/pee large off the second step, but gosh, just don't know about the top step. Pretty daring to me.

and then one needs to contemplate the wind and all sorts of things that really are not foremost on one's mind. only the aaaahhhhhh.
Wayne, that barn is really nice looking, great job.
Irv, by any chance did you know my father in law, Don Neubauer? He ran a couple of GM plants, including the Fisher Guide one in Trenton NJ.
It was because of him I was stuck buying Cadillacs for my wife. Her father got a new one every year from the company and she was daddy's girl, and making good bucks as an ICU nurse so she was driving a very nice STS sedan in that extra fancy white paint they have. Actually I got her to downgrade to other GM cars, but
her last car was a bright red XTS.
two young guys sawing up the kitchen floor at the minute, pounding, crashing, whining, like a giant dental drill. Ahhh, now the sound of chisels smacking into things.
The symphony of destruction. Badda Badda Boomba Boom
I should probably put headphones on and watch a netflix movie until they are gone.