Flushing, Michigan

Almost every Wednesday I spend the day In Flint...where my doctor I've been driving holds office hours. I dropped him off, and headed due North to the city of Flushing. I was trying to find my brothers new house on the Flint River, and I did see it...but didn't stop. Was afraid he would be sleeping. Second shifter.

Can you imagine living in a city named Flushing?

"Hey...what ya doin in there?"
"I'm going to the bathroom."
(Loud sucking noise.)
"What ya doin now?"
"I'm flushing."

Instead of calling themselves the Raiders...I think they should have got cute, and called themselves the Toilets. I can hear the cheer now. "YOU SAY FLUSHING!! WE'LL SAY TOILETS!! FLUSHING!! TOILETS!! FLUSHING!! TOILETS!! Plus...their colors would be easy to pick. "YELLOW AND BROWN!! FIGHT!! FIGHT!! (OK...OK...enough potty humor.)

It really is a cute little city with a pretty downtown. 4 of the small pictures are of architectural details on the buildings...including the Bull Durham sign. One is of baby Jesus covered in snow (C"mon you Methodists...don't you have a broom?) The last is a pretty old house with a downstairs and an upstairs porch. (What ever happened to those nice big porches?)

The 2 problems of the morning? 1. The sunshine looks good...but it never got above 24 F. 2. The clock in the picture isn't working. I took the picture at about 10:30 a.m. At least it is right twice a day.