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Wednesday, March 29, 2006

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In my quest for the perfect set of 6-pack abs I've enlisted the help of a little friend because these sit-ups are killin' me. I've got to keep an eye on him because once in a while he misses the mark and it's Yoweee!!

As I hope you can tell by the foolishness, everything is fine with me. Hope all is well with you guys. See ya later.

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Monday, March 27, 2006

Oh-oh, watch out folks, I think I'm having a runaway. 2 posts in 2 days...easy big fella! Actually I've about walked my buns off for today and before I go down to grunt, groan and sweat with the weights, I thought I'd pop in and say hey howdy. Also to tell you I appreciate your comments. Yes, even you cgodd. (I'll hear about that one!)

Besides wanting to get back into shape there is another reason I'm doing this. I've never been a jealous person, but damn, I want to look like Preznint Codpiece. I mean this boy puts the stud in Studley. Asshat!

Take care of yourselves guys, and I'll see ya later in the week.

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Sunday, March 26, 2006

Howdy folks. I guess with this being Sunday it would be a good time to make a mea culpa of sorts and apologize for dropping off the screen without at least checking in once in a while. Consider it done....sheesh, what a demanding bunch!

Kidding aside, things are going well for me. It's not that I was'nt enjoying blogging but one day I just realized that there had to be more in my life, so I took stock of what I needed to do and am busy doing it.

I felt that the one thing I had to do was take charge of my own health, away from the doctors, pills, etc. I thought back to the many challenges I faced during my life, and how I handled them, so I put my head down, my ass up, and set to work. It's going so well I wonder why I waited so long, but then I guess I had to hit bottom first.

I'm shedding pounds, and inches, and getting stronger by the day. When I started, walking around the block was a chore but I'm up to 7 miles a day now. The same with the weights, I'm almost back to normal with them. Even I'm surprised, but I can do one-handed push-ups again. Not many, but that will change.

The only negative (?) in all this is that in an effort to stay busy I'm getting completely anal with housework. I've waxed the floors so much I'm afraid to walk on them. I now buy Windex, furniture polish etc. by the gallon. I'm almost afraid to use the bathroom because it's just too clean in there. Although I'm extremely heterosexual, with all of the above, I think I'd make somebody a good wife. NOT!

My next appointment with the specialist is on June 6th and I plan to blow his mind with the shape I'm in. Then it will be time to hit the road, and damn I'm looking forward to it. Still not sure how to travel, or where to go, but there's lot's of time for that.

Sorry for not answering your e-mails, but I've just not been on the computer. I've absolutely not forgotten you guys and in fact miss a lot of you, but this is something I have to do. If things go the way I expect I'll have tons of picture and stories to share with you, but first I've got to get back in fighting trim.

This is for all the ladies in the harem. I miss our teasing, but this is just the calm before the storm. Save up your best shots because as Ahnold says...ah'll be bachk!

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Monday, March 13, 2006

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Morning folks. Don't mind me, I'm just playing around with my new-found skill(?) at posting animated pictures. Other than goofing around with this stuff I have'nt been on the computer much lately but hopefully that will change soon, because I do appreciate all of you.

For now at least I'm making an effort to improve my health by doing lot's of walking, eating more sensibly, etc. Hell, I'm even back to lifting weights and doing aerobics. So far it's working great, losing just over a pound a day. Some will say that's way too fast but I've done this before and things went well. When I was still working my size helped me a lot but now that I'm retired, my weight, 260lbs, is way too much for my age, 67, and height, 5'11''. So 220 here we come. The weight loss will slow up, but should also help me deal with Timmy, because I'm determined to make that trip.

Have a decent week guys, and ladies be warned, Ol' Studley is buffin' up!

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Sunday, March 12, 2006

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Morning folks. I thought I'd show you how I survived driving Boop into town every day for 6 weeks. Worked like a darn, I highly recommend it. Patent pending! (Thanks Huggy!)

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Saturday, March 11, 2006

Just a few chuckles as a way of saying I'm still alive and kicking, just not too motivated towards blogging lately. I'm sure it will pass, at least I hope so, because there is so much teasing left to do.


Jennifer visited a psychic of some local repute.
In a dark and hazy room, peering into a crystal ball, the mystic delivered grave news:
"There's no easy way to say this, so I'll just be blunt - prepare yourself to be a widow. Your husband will die a violent and horrible death this year."
Visibly shaken, Jennifer stared at the woman's lined face, then at the single flickering candle, then down at her hands. She took a few deep breaths to compose herself.
She simply had to know. She met the fortune teller's gaze, steadied her voice, and asked:
"Will I be acquitted?"


A boy was at a public pool. The lifeguard blew his whistle at the boy and yelled, "Hey, don't pee in the pool!"
The boy replied, "But everybody does it!"
"Not from the diving board!" shouted the lifeguard.


At 3 am a desk clerk at a hotel gets a call from a drunk guy asking what time the bar opens. "It opens at noon," answers the clerk.
About an hour, later he gets a call from the same guy, sounding even more intoxicated. "What time does the bar open?" he asks.
"Same time as before - noon," replies the clerk.
Another hour passes and he calls again, plastered. "Whatjoo shay the bar opins at?"
The clerk then answers, "It opens at noon, but if you can't wait, I can have room service send something up to you."
"No! I don't wanna get in, I wanna get out!"

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Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Morning folks. I hope it's dryer down at your end of the berry patch than it is here, because we're back into the high winds and rain. Lot's of rain. Kind of a bummer really because as soon as I started feeling a bit better I washed and power-waxed my "ride", vacuumed the interior, worked some leather treatment into the seats, did the vinyl roof, hell I was all set to go chasing girls. I was even thinking of getting some Def Leppard CDs, driving up to Edmonton, parking at the Yellowbed and cranking up the tunes in hopes of enticing my little babushka out for an evening of debauchery. Oh well, she would'nt have been able to keep up with Ol' Studley anyway, so I'll just keep the car warm and dry here at home.

I had intended to behave myself today but when she left the comment about "nekkidness" and "pasties" I just had to respond. In fact it got me to thinking how much I know about women. I may have missed a thing or two, but they're not that important.

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Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Oops, how did that slip in here. Just popped in to say hey-howdy and let you know that all is well here at the ol' El Rancho No Gotto. I'm almost afraid to mention it but I'm feeling a wee bit better, not good by any means, but better. Let's hope this lasts!

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Monday, March 06, 2006

Morning folks, he says, with the jingle of coin in his pocket. Last week I mentioned taking Boop to the casino and getting slapped down by "Diamond Lil" and her 2-cent machine while I blew the budget on the $1 machines. So, not being one to accept defeat gracefully, I suggested we try it again. Excuse me while I strut a bit here. YESSSSS!! Poor Boop could'nt win for losing, and I could'nt lose for winning. I won enough to recoup last week's losses, stick a little in her purse, have a great lunch, and tease her all the way home.

While that was a bit of fun, I think I'll quit while I'm ahead. It was nice to feel well enough to want to do something, but I'm not going to make a habit of the casinos. Once I was up a good bit I quit playing and spent the rest of the time there watching the people. It was so obvious that a lot of them were spending money they really could'nt afford when the ATM machines would'nt give them anymore. I watched people so desperate they were almost in tears going from machine to machine in hopes of winning something, anything.

My jury is still out on this type of "gambling". Because the government gets such a large take from it, along with those blasted lottery tickets, it's almost like a tax on the poor. You don't often see wealthy people lining up for lottery tickets or playing the nickel machines. If a person has a bit of willpower, as I think I have, that's one thing, but what about the person that is so desperate that they'll try anything? I know it sounds silly but you should almost have to pass a means test, preferably self-imposed, to go to those places.

Okay, off my high horse because, believe me, I am not holier than thou. If I find something that I think might amuse you I'll stick it up later, if not I'll probably see you tomorrow. Have a decent week guys.

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Sunday, March 05, 2006

Morning folks. Hope your week-end is going as well as L'il Bear's. Sometimes I think this boy invented snoozing because, damn, he's good at it!

He's found himself a little friend that is sitting here wondering when he's going to wake up and play with her. Ah, to be young again!

Things are fine here with me. Boop is recovering well from the radiation, the family is fine, and my vision, while not clear, is a bit better. I'm still determined to do some travelling, but I'm not sure that buying a motorhome is a good idea. I've got a great car and I might just do it that way, so that if my eyes got bad I could hole up in a motel and give them a break. At any rate I won't be taking any chances because I am very aware of the possible dangers.

It's very possible that my years-long dream of spending my summers in the Yukon and my winters down South won't be realized, but I have'nt given up completely. Who knows, the tumor might shrink and things can get back on track. Time, which I have lot's of, will tell.

Enjoy the rest of your week-end, and I'll probably see you tomorrow.

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Saturday, March 04, 2006


Marriage advice answered by elementary school students...

How do you decide who to marry?

You got to find somebody who likes the same stuff. Like, if you like sports, she should like it that you like sports, and she should keep the chips and dip coming.
- Alan, age 10

No person really decides before they grow up who they're going to marry. God decides it all way before, and you get to find out later who you're stuck with.
- Kirsten, age 10

What is the right age to get married?

Twenty-three is the best age because you know the person forever by then.
- Camille, age 10

No age is good to get married at. You got to be a fool to get married.
- Freddie, age 6

How can a stranger tell if two people are married?

You might have to guess, based on whether they seem to be yelling at the same kids.
- Derrick, age 8

What do you think your mom and dad have in common?

Both don't want any more kids.
- Lori, age 8

What do most people do on a date?

Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to know each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough.
- Lynnette, age 8

On the first date, they just tell each other lies, and that usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date.
- Martin, age 10

What would you do on a first date that was turning sour?

I'd run home and play dead. The next day I would call all the newspapers and make sure they wrote about me in all the dead columns.
- Craig, age 9

When is it okay to kiss someone?

When they're rich.
- Pam, age 7

The law says you have to be eighteen, so I wouldn't want to mess with that.
- Curt, age 7

The rule goes like this: If you kiss someone, then you should marry them & have kids with them. It's the right thing to do.
- Howard, age 8

Is it better to be single or married?

It's better for girls to be single but not for boys. Boys need someone to clean up after them.
- Anita, age 9

How would the world be different if people didn't get married?

There sure would be a lot of kids to explain, wouldn't there?
- Kelvin, age 8

How would you make a marriage work?

Tell your wife that she looks pretty even if she looks like a truck.
- Ricky, age 10

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Friday, March 03, 2006

Let's lighten things up around here. Anyone for lunch?

Stop by tomorrow if you can, I'll find a few chuckles. Otherwise enjoy your week-end.

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Morning folks. Sorry for being AWOL yesterday, but I thought if I gave my eyes a break it would help the blurry vision. I did'nt really expect much and it lived down to my expectation. I've accepted the fact that this tumor is probably going to put me down, but the truly frustrating part is that it looks like I'm not going to be able to make the trip that I've planned for so long. The vision is just the latest degradation of my so-called quality of life.

I don't want this to sound whiny because, as I said, I've accepted it. But damn it's frustrating! I often think that if I had to have a tumor, why could'nt it have been on my elbow, or my butt, so that it could be cut out and life would go on. As for cutting this one out of my brain, the neuro-surgeon gave me 5 reasons why I would'nt survive the operation. So I'll just forget that idea and live with it, as though I had a choice.

I led a very full life and have tons of great memories, which help at times like this. Another thing that helps immensely is being able to kibbitz with you guys on here. It would be so much harder if I was'nt able to inject a little humor into my days.

I have'nt given up on the trip by a long shot, but I have to be realistic. It is what it is. I've thought about taking a young wife, but it just would'nt be fair to her. She would be at home with the 8 children and I'd be out on the road spreading my seed. Now, if that is'nt proof that my sense of humor is still intact, then I will truly give up.

Remember, don't cry for me Argentina, because all things considered, I'm doing okay. Who knows, maybe things will improve. If not, I'll still be around for a long time to bug you. I hope!

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Wednesday, March 01, 2006

This morning Super Dave suggested looking at something a little more pleasant to ease the strain on my eyes. I not only agreed, but realized that since my car needed to be serviced, I could accomplish both. Since my sight is still blurry I could'nt see if she got everything right, so I had to "feel" around. She said if I was'nt happy I could come back and check out her "work" again if I wanted. Okay fine!

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Morning folks. Just popped in to say a quick hey-howdy because my vision is messed up again. No biggie really, it's all a part of living with Timmy. Besides, I did'nt have anything much to say other than everything is fine here. I'll give my eyes a break and hopefully be back later with some kind of mischief. Have a good 'un!

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