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Sunday, November 26, 2006

Morning folks. After L'il Bear saw what my little babushka posted the other day of the snow at her place, when he looked out this morning and saw this:

he said why don't you show her some real snow. This is what my magnolia tree looks like this morning, with another 8 to 10 inches forecast. YIKES!

Just a few days ago we had torrential rains and flooding, and now it's winter wonderland. It's at times like this I appreciate not having to be out there playing bumper cars.

Other than the weather report there's not much to talk about, which is good. Betty's doing well, as am I, so I'll bid you all a good remainder of your weekend.

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Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Morning folks. Yep, here I am again apologizing for being missing in action. Truth is I haven't been feeling the best, so to that end I've decided to take a break from blogging. Huh? What do you call the last week?

Each day I have good intentions, but we all know how that goes sometimes. My latest round of blood tests are not great, so I think I'll just concentrate on coping with this for a while.

Please understand that I'm not quitting entirely, but it will be hit and miss at best. The amount of support I've gotten from you guys is something I'd never want to lose, so even though I don't show up be assured that you're never far from my thoughts.

I know it's awfully early to be sending in my Xmas wish list, but since it's a small one, here it is.

Finally, at this time of the year it's good to remember these words from a speech by Preznint Liar McCoward at Fort Belvoir, VA., Dec 21, 2004.

"And so during these holiday seasons, we thank our blessings ".

Take care of yourselves.

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Monday, November 13, 2006

Morning folks. Although that picture of me on the left is only a year old, the way I've been feeling lately I thought I should update it. My bud Amerloc likes dogs, well, you don't get much more doggy than this. Now I'm goin to put you on the spot...what breed is it?

Actually it's not near that bad, but since I don't have any scintillating prose to share, I thought I'd just goof around.

On a more serious note, Betty Boop has developed an infection and is getting daily shots of a strong antibiotic. Her doctor feels they caught it in time, but still, when is it going to stop for her? Enough already!

Hope you realize that this is not a whine, just my way of keeping you up to date on things around the ol' El Rancho No Gotto.

Finally, how about a nice Canadian greeting to Preznint Ruprecht. Believe me Smirky, it's only going to get worse.

Take care guys.

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Saturday, November 11, 2006

Lest We Forget

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Thursday, November 09, 2006

Morning folks. Being a news junkie I had some post-election snark to put up yesterday, but my eyes were a little messed up so I held off and just enjoyed the moment. Moments like this:


No gloating necessary, the picture says it all. Hopefully now the process will begin to try and repair some of the monumental damage done by this asshat.

Even till the end the lying coward remained true to form. 5 days ago he was adamant that Rumsfeld was staying on for another 2 years. When Rummy resigned yesterday Smirky Ineptitude was questioned on the discrepancy and replied that he hadn't wanted to affect the election. HUH? Fact is he had already picked his replacement.

Okay, I hear ya, enough of that stuff. Let's have some really good news. Betty Boop had both drains removed and seems to be healing nicely. But even better is the biopsy report. Cancer Free!! YEAH!!!!

She still has a month of recovery, but with that news it should speed things along. She's a tough ol' boot (said lovingly) that never complains, so we have to carefully read between the lines.

As always, I appreciate you stopping by, and your comments. I apologize for not getting around to your places as much as I'd like, but know that my heart is in the right place.

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Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Morning folks. I'm not sure who angered the weather gods out here on the West Coast, but enough already. Sheesh! Three weeks ago there was worry about water shortages and now we have severe flooding. In just the last few days we've had over a foot of rain in places, with more coming. I'm high and relatively dry where I sit, but many people not far from me have been evacuated, with some watching parts of their homes wash away.

With the hot dry winds fanning the flames in California, the flooding here, and 40 below weather in the Yukon, it's hard not to lend some credence to the Global Warming theory. The normal patterns are becoming much more pronounced, to the point of causing life-style changes.

While most in the scientific community support the theory, there are still those with vested interests who pooh-pooh the whole thing. One such is about to have his butt handed to him today, and another, our Bush lackey Stephen Harper, had better heed the lesson learned by Tony Blair. Hitching your wagon to that falling star is not smart.

I've often said that I'd like to come back in fifty years to see how bad it got before it blew apart. At the rate it's going I don't think it will take that long, because we're fast approaching the time when it might be too late.

Speaking of water, oh, great segue', I wonder if somebody slipped something into mine. What's with all this heavy stuff? Lighten the heck up! Hey, wait a minute, I'll blame it on Timmy.

I'm a little behind this morning because I had to do a little maintenance on my 'puter. The fan in the tower started racing like it does when I've got too many windows open, so I brought it out from under the desk and investigated. Oh my, blush, can you say dust bunnies. I ended up taking the back off of it, and with a damp cloth and a small brush fixed the problem. I'll post my rates, including travelling time, for anyone interested in having Duster Bob get rid of the bunnies.

On that serious note I'll bid you a good day. Go forth, and in the case of some, don't multiply.

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Monday, November 06, 2006

Morning folks. With the mid-term elections just a day away for the good people of the US, hopefully this will be the beginning of the end of the insanity that has gripped that country since King George "won" the Presidency. One can only hope, because it is truly tragic to see a once proud nation reduced to ridicule and derision, not to mention anger, by most of the world.

The Emperor Disgustus often mentions the Axis of Evil. It took a while, but we finally understand what that term means.

But in this imperfect world of ours, even tyrants have friends.

I would just ask one question of the parents of the young service people, Had Enough Yet?

Okay, off the soap-box. Do the right thing folks, and take back your country.

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Sunday, November 05, 2006

Morning folks. At the urging of the little guy up there, urging hell, he told me to grow a set, I'm going to make a mea culpa of sorts for Friday's post. Although I'm glad I did it, as I'll explain, it was in fact made out of frustration. The kind one feels in the middle of the night when you're hurting, the grind you down kind of hurt.

After reading it I thought, no, that's not me. I don't roll over. I also thought of what I told the boys many times when they were faced with a situation that required a firm decision.

Take a blank sheet of paper, draw a line down the middle, and list all the positives on one side, negatives on the other. Be brutally honest, duh!, and don't let your heart overrule your head, and vice versa. Once done, the answer is in front of you.

For once I took my own advice and realized that there are so many more positives in my life than negatives. I've fought the good fight for a long time now, and have done well. Why on earth would I take a chance on not surviving when I have so much going for me? Besides, I'd sooner deal with the devil I know than the devil I don't.

I'm sure there will be lot's of times in the future when I'll get down, as everyone does at times, but when it happens I'll just look at the paper and suck it up, because I don't want L'il Bear to think I'm a wuss.

I won't go on about it, but the help I get from you guys sure put a lot of you, hell, all of you, on the positive side. Without this outlet the decision to hang in would have been harder to reach.

So get ready for lot's more tomfoolery, Bush-Whackin', and award winning journalism. Whoa big fella, let's not overdo it. As soon as Boop has fully recovered I think I'll make an effort to grab my camera and laptop, jump into the muttmobile, and hit the road. Even if it's just a short trip, it will do me good.

Thank you for listening, and we now return to our regularly scheduled programming.

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Saturday, November 04, 2006

A guy with a black eye boards his plane bound for Pittsburgh and sits down in his seat. He notices immediately that the guy next to him has a black eye, too. He says to him, "Hey this is a coincidence,we both have black eyes; mind if I ask how you got yours?" The other guy says, "Well, it just happened. It was a tongue twister accident".

"See, I was at the ticket counter and this gorgeous blonde with the most massive breasts in the world was there. So, instead of saying, I'd like two tickets to Pittsburgh, I accidentally said, I'd like two pickets to Tittsburgh. so she socked me a good one."

The first guy replied, "Wow! This is unbelievable. Mine was a tongue twister too. I was at the breakfast table and I wanted to say to my wife, please pour me a bowl of Frosties, honey. But I accidentally said, you ruined my life you evil, self-centered, fat-assed, bitch".


I went into my proctologist's office for my first rectal exam. His new nurse, Evelyn, took me to an examining room and told me to get undressed and have a seat until the doctor could see me. She said that he would only be a few minutes. After putting on the gown that she gave me I sat down.

While waiting I observed that there were three items on a stand next to the exam table: a Tube of K-Y jelly, a rubber glove and a beer. When the doctor finally came in I said, "Look Doc, I'm a little confused. This is my first exam. I know what the K-Y is for and I know what the glove is for, but can you tell me what the BEER is for?

At that Doctor Paul became noticeably outraged and stormed over to the door, flung it open and yelled to his nurse....Darn it Mary !!!! I said a BUTT LIGHT"


The new supermarket near our house has an automatic water mister to keep the produce fresh. Just before it goes on, you hear the sound of distant thunder and the smell of fresh rain.

When you approach the milk cases, you hear cows mooing and witness the scent of fresh hay.

When you approach the egg case, you hear hens cluck and cackle and the air is filled with the pleasing aroma of bacon and eggs frying.

The veggie department features the smell of fresh buttered corn.

I don't buy toilet paper there any more.

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Friday, November 03, 2006

Morning folks. Sorry for being AWOL yesterday, but you-know-who was messing with me. Still is in fact.

Like a lot of people, I've long felt that if there isn't some quality to my life I'm not really interested in quantity. So for that reason, I'm seriously thinking of taking a chance on the surgery, because frankly, I'm tired of this. Knowing that the odds for survival are not good it might seem like giving up, but it's really just the opposite. I'm at the stage where I'm willing to try anything.

Of course the neurosurgeon, who has already twice said no to surgery, would have to agree, but I'm out of options. I could go back on the painkillers but that just causes other problems. So I'm kind of stuck between a place and a hard rock.

When I got back from the trip this summer I thought I had it beat. I was so gung-ho to buy an RV and go out and have the life I've long wanted, and worked for. But then I had that setback, and it's been downhill since.

Sometimes just talking about things helps, because although my head still hurts and my sight is still blurry, I feel better in getting it out. I don't want to lay it on the family because it's a decision I have to make. So once again guys you can see what I mean when I tell you how important you are.

Damn, what a morbid post, but with you guys being smarter than the average bear, I'm sure you understand my just wanting to let you know where I am with this.

I'll get off this woe-is-me nonsense and see if I can find some guffaws for tomorrow, and might even get L'il Bear to make an appearance on Sunday. Enjoy your weekend.

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Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Morning folks. Most Halloween nights are quiet around here, but not so last night. Some well-meaning soul buzzed some miscreants into the building last night, and what a mess out in the lobby this morning.

Plants knocked over with the soil spread around, full-length mirror broken, what looks and smells like bleach on the carpet, furniture broken, and mail boxes damaged. So much for the 24 hour security we pay for.

Sadly it seems to be a sign of the times, because in the 15 years I've been here there has never been a problem of this sort. I guess next up will be video cameras at the entrance.

Other than that bit of trouble everything is fine here. Boop is pleased with her public health nurse, and is coming along nicely. Knowing her it won't be long before she's up and about.

I've still got some goodies left over from last night, so although it's only 4 am, I think I'll have a treat, because I've certainly had the trick, and a costly one at that.

Hope all is well with you. See ya later.

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