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Friday, January 26, 2007

Morning folks. Sorry for being a stranger again, but thanks to a gentle nudge from a certain someone, I thought I'd better check in.

Don't have any real problems, just more of the same with you-know-who. Oddly enough I seem to be handling it physically, but after such a long time it's starting to anger me. Enough already! I know it's not right to even think this way but I'm almost to the point of saying either put me down or allow me some quality of life. It could be much worse of course, but there are so many things I want to do, and can't, that it makes it frustrating for me, hence the woe is me nonsense. But I'm sure you understand.

Aw heck, as long as I'm here, might as well do a little Bush Whackin'.

Hope you'll excuse the crazy thoughts, but in a way they help me, because there is no way I'm ready to go down. I was going to wait until the trip to the Yukon before doing anything, but I think as soon as the weather improves a bit I'm going to jump into the car and head out. Besides it's way past time for some DVs.

Enjoy your week-end guys and I'll see ya later.

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Sunday, January 21, 2007

Morning folks. L'il Bear dared me to fess up to my latest blunder, which should remove any doubt as to my intelligence, or lack thereof. In fact I think I'm safe in saying that I am officially stupid. Here we go....

While putzing around the kitchen in boredom yesterday I decided to fill up the rather large container of ground flax seed I use daily. So I got out my trusty Braun grinder and did my thing. Can you guess where I'm going with this? Each time I would grind some I would mix it in well with what was in the container, until it was finally full.

Washed the grinder, put it away, and then realized I had just ground up a pound of coffee beans! But hold on, I might be on to something. Being rather frugal (cheap) I wasn't about to throw it all out, so I made a small pot of coffee with it. Not bad at all, in fact pretty good.

When I spread some on my daily bowl of gruel (oatmeal) this morning that was another matter. WOWEE! I won't be doing that again. One more spoonful and you could have scraped me off the walls, talk about a pick-me-up.

So if anyone wants to drop by I can make you a healthy cup o' joe, but don't come hungry. Think I might stay out of the kitchen today, but then again, I might come up with another recipe. Hmm, wonder how I could mess up a rice cake? Stay tuned. heh heh

Hope your week-end is going well, and I'll see you all later.

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Saturday, January 20, 2007

I was recently sent this by Trace. Hmm, is there a message here?

This one is courtesy of Judles.

A woman pregnant with triplets was walking down the street when a masked robber ran out of a bank and shot her three times in the stomach. Luckily the babies were OK. The surgeon decided to leave the bullets in because it was too risky to operate. She gave birth to two healthy daughters and a healthy son.

All was fine for 16 years, and then one daughter walked into the room in tears. "What's wrong?" asked the mother. "I was taking a tinkle and this bullet came out," replied the daughter.

The mother told her it was okay and explained what happened 16 years ago.

About a week later the second daughter walked into the room in tears. "Mom, I was taking a tinkle and this bullet came out." Again the mother told her not to worry and explained what happened 16 years ago.

A week later her son walked into the room in tears. "It's okay" said the Mom, "I know what happened. You were taking a tinkle and a bullet came out."

"No," said the boy, "I was playing with myself and I shot the dog."
And finally, a couple that tickle my funnybone.

With the help of a fertility specialist, a 65 year old woman has a baby. All her relatives come to visit and meet the newest member of their family. When they ask to see the baby, the 65 year old mother says "not yet."

A little later they ask to see the baby again. Again the mother says "not yet."Finally they say, "When can we see the baby?" And the mother says, "When the baby cries." And they ask, "Why do we have to wait until the baby cries?"

The new mother says, "because I forgot where I put it."
One night, as a couple lay down for bed, the husband gently taps his wife on the shoulder and starts rubbing her arm. The wife turns over and says "I'm sorry honey, I've got a gynecologist appointment tomorrow and I want to stay fresh.." The husband, rejected, turns over and tries to sleep.

A few minutes later, he rolls back over and taps his wife again. This time he whispers in her ear, "Do you have a dentist appointment tomorrow too?"

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Friday, January 19, 2007

Hi guys. Well, I've had my scare for this week at least. I usually get my blood test results by phone, but late yesterday the doctor's office called and said he wanted to see me this morning. When I asked why, they wouldn't tell me, just show up at 10 am.

So I fretted all night, and on the way into town in the salty slush, and it turned out to be all for naught. The results were normal, not real good, but normal for me. Whew! When I questioned why he couldn't have told me by phone he said that because he hadn't seen me in a while ( this is the specialist) he just wanted to talk to me in person. Fair enough, but damn doc, don't spook me like that.

So for now at least the medication dosage will stay the same, and no CT scan. He gave me an RX for pain pills ( percodan) but I'm going to hold off on those, except to have them here at home, because they're too easy to get dependant on, which just causes other problems.

So, much ado about nothing, but I do appreciate his caring. Stop by tomorrow, I'll round up a few chuckles. See ya later.

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Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Morning folks. Just popped in to say hey-howdy and let you know that all is well. I had the blood work done yesterday and should have the results on Friday. I'm not expecting any bad news because I've been living with these ups and downs for some time now, heck even the doctors don't know the reason for them. They also gave me a good physical, which I passed with flying colors except for a little lecture on not going overboard on the diet/exercise thingy.

I've always gone to the same lab for the blood work but yesterday they sent me to a new one where I was worked on by Cruella. Damn! I even offered to go home and get her a fork or a turkey baster, because she wasn't having much luck with the needle. For some reason she didn't want to take it from the back of my hand, where a nice big vein was sitting up, but instead insisted on digging around in my arm. Oh well, we got it done.

Now that the Boy King is making serious noises about invading Iran I wonder how close to midnight the hands on the Doomsday clock will get before this madness is stopped. With Afghanistan and Iraq in utter chaos, it's just a matter of time before all hell breaks loose, and yet he continues.

Hopefully some sanity will prevail, because there has been enough killing.

Hope all is well with you guys, and I'll see ya later.

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Monday, January 15, 2007

Morning folks. L'il Bear didn't get to make his customary appearance here yesterday because I was busy with that blankety-blank Timmy. I finally hollered uncle and went to Emergency and got a shot of morphine for the pain, so it looks like another adjustment of my so-called head pills is in order. They're going to do some blood work this week, and based on how that looks, possibly another CT scan. God, many more of those and I'll glow in the dark.

At any rate, things have settled down for now, but I've got to admit that each time this happens it grinds me down a little more. Still, as I say, it's far better than the alternative.

I'm still doing well with the fitness regimen, have taken another pound off, but the weight-lifting is a struggle. As with most people, my biggest problem there is impatience, but slowly I'll get back to where I was last spring.

Sorry to start the week off with a big ol' whine, but just wanted to let you know that in spite of the above, I'm doing okay, and will get back on track soon.

Hope your week goes well for you.

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Saturday, January 13, 2007

John O'Reilly hoisted his beer and said, "Here's to spending the rest of me life, between the legs of me wife!" That won him the top prize at the pub for the Best Toast of the night!

He went home and told his wife, Mary, "I won the prize for the best toast of the night" She said, "Aye, did ye now. And what was your toast?" John said, "Here's to spending the rest of me life, sitting in church beside me wife." Oh, that is very nice indeed, John!" Mary said.

The next day, Mary ran into one of John's drinking buddies on the street corner. The man chuckled leeringly and said, "John won the prize the other night at the pub with a toast about you, Mary."

She said, "Aye, he told me, and I was a bit surprised myself. You know, he's only been there twice in the last four years. Once he fell asleep, and the other time I had to pull him by the ears to make him come."


A large woman, wearing a sleeveless sun dress, walked into a Bar in Dublin. She raised her right arm, revealing a huge, hairy armpit as she pointed to all the people sitting at the bar and asked, "What man here will buy a lady a drink?" The bar went silent as the patrons tried to ignore her.

But down at the end of the bar, an owl-eyed drunk slammed his hand down on the counter and bellowed "Give the ballerina a drink!"

The bartender poured the drink and the woman chugged in down. She turned to the patrons and again pointed around at all of them, revealing the same hairy armpit, and asked, "What man here will buy a lady a drink?"

Once again, the same little drunk slapped his money down on the bar and said, "Give the ballerina another drink!" The bartender approached the little drunk and said "Tell me, Paddy, it's your business if you want to buy the lady a drink, but why do you keep calling her a ballerina?"

The drunk replied, "Any woman who can lift her leg that high has got to be a ballerina!"


I watched an ant climb a blade of grass this morning. When he reached the top, his weight bent the blade down to the ground. Then, twisting his thorax with insectile precision, he grabbed a hold of the next blade. In this manner, he traveled across the lawn, covering as much distance vertically as he did horizontally, which both amused and delighted me.

And then, all at once, I had what is sometimes called an "epiphany"; a moment of heightened awareness in which everything becomes crystal clear. Yes, hunched over that ant on my hands and knees, I suddenly knew what I had to do....... Quit drinking before noon.
Thanks Trace

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Friday, January 12, 2007

Morning folks. I've mentioned many times how much I appreciate the camaraderie I feel with you guys, my so-called blog family, and yesterday was a good example of this when I opened the homepage of a new commenter. For those of you who enjoy photography please go to Bob's site for a treat, because not only are his pictures worth the trip, his blog is just such a comfortable place to visit.

Another new commenter I'd like you to visit is Merle, who I first became aware of through my bud Peter. Once again, it's just a comfortable place, although I don't quite know what's up with the first post full of symbols that is on the page.

I don't know whether someone at Microsoft heard me bit**ing about them yesterday or what, but I'm having a heck of a time with the 'puter this morning. I'm not quite that paranoid, but lately it seems that no matter what I try to do on either 'puter there is a problem. This morning for example it took forever to bring this one out of hibernation. Oh well.

Well, a couple of linkies, a little whine, and I guess that's it for today. Enjoy your weekend, and if you want to stop by tomorrow I'll try to find a few chuckles. Later guys.

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Thursday, January 11, 2007

Morning folks. Well, the Sheriff rode into town last night, and it looks like more of the same. Let's see now, the Shia are fighting the Sunnis, basically an intra Muslim war, so we'll send more troops in to absorb any stray bullets.

Even his lap dog Tony Blair sees the futility in this and is pulling more than 3000 of Britain's remaining contingent of 7200 out of the madness. If ever there was a time for the people of the US to take back their country, it's now. Okay, off the soap-box, let's natter a while.

Don't know why, but I couldn't get Haloscan to open yesterday so that I could answer comments. Hell, half the time I couldn't get my page to open. So I gave up on the desktop and fired up the laptop, and that's when the fun started. Because I hadn't been using it I decided to download all the updates from Microsoft (28). I think I now hate Microsoft.

After 6 hours of utter frustration in trying to load everything but IE7 I finally gave up and loaded it. Then the next problem came up. The Google toolbar is not compatible with IE7, unless I'm doing something wrong. Each time I would load it the little window would pop up saying that they'd encountered a problem and had to shut down, leaving me unable to do anything. So back to the Control Panel, remove it, and start over. GRRR! Don't even get me going on IncrediMail. I've got it sorted out now, but I don't like it, I prefer the dinosaur IE6 that I have on here, the desktop.

My ol' bud Boxcar called last night and was convinced I was drunk. What happened was I had peeled the alumimum foil cover off a container of yogurt, and believing in getting the last drop, I licked the lid and cut my tongue. DUMBASS! I'm sthill thalking like thith. heh heh.

Well, off to Haloscan. Hope it works today, if not, be assured I'm not ignoring you. Have a good day guys.

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Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Morning folks. I suppose the first order of business today should be an explanation of the well meaning, but dumb-assed, puzzle yesterday. I saw that picture and since it is of a tree that is native to Australia, the home of one my buds, Peter, I thought I'd have some fun. What's that you say?, oh right, the best laid plans of mice and men.

The tree in the picture is of a type of Eucalyptus known as a Spotted Gum. Now don't you feel ashamed for all the abuse I took yesterday? KIDDING! Of course with that knowledge, and a dollar, you still can't get a cup of coffee, so I guess it wasn't much after all.

It was so nice to see one of the truly good guys on here show up yesterday with a comment. Brian is a school teacher in Oklahoma who has earned my respect by the amount of work he puts into his blog, not to mention the well-thought out content. Check out his Weekend Roundups, I'm sure you'll find some blogs to interest you. With his being a teacher, which is certainly no easy job, I don't know how he finds the time to put up as many as 100 links sometimes in one post, but I'm glad he does. You're an inspiration my friend.

Another friend that I've been neglecting lately is Ol' Hoss. This fellow is simply a master at his style of blogging, so if you want a good laugh visit his site. He's a self-effacing sort, but it's obvious that he puts a lot of work into it.

Canada's first set of sextuplets were born in Vancouver Saturday evening. They were 2 1/2 months early, and although they only weighed an average of 1.8 lbs, they are all expected to survive. I mention this to show how lucky we are to have the health care system we do. While not perfect, it is basically "free". While I was still working my monthly premium, that covered everything, was only $36 a month. Now as a low-income senior I pay nothing.

The importance of that comes when you learn that the babies are expected to spend 100 days in hospital, at a cost of $2000 per day, each. That's $1.2 million folks. While I'm glad that part of the taxes I pay go towards health care, I can't say I'm real happy that these births were reportedly the result of taking fertility drugs. But that's just me. Still, I'm happy for the parents, and wish them the best for the monumental task ahead.

Have a decent day guys.

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Tuesday, January 09, 2007

Morning folks. In the what the hell are they thinking department is this little gem. While getting dressed yesterday the zipper let go on my jeans. No biggie, I'll just drop them off at the little seamstress shop in the mall. Just to be safe I thought I'd ask the price first. Good move. $18.95 + tax, for a total of $21.41. This in a shop that is next door to a department store that sells jeans for $23.95. Hmm, what to do? Decisions, decisions. NOT!

Here's a little picture puzzle for you, and if Peter and Merle don't get this I'm going to renounce their citizenship. Visit Peter's site, he's got a great one. Don't know what's happening with Merle's, I keep getting "Bad Gateway".

Let's see now. First a whine, then a puzzle, so how about some good news? Remember the 25 lbs I said I had gained from my latest tussle with Timmy? Well, as of this morning 11 of them are gone. YES!! Now it's just a matter of 1 lb a week and I'll be back in fighting trim by trip time (early June).

What happens is my thyroid gland gets out of whack because of the tumor and I swear I could gain weight by deep breathing. Let's hope things have settled down for a while, because there are just so many women, and so little time. Oh, give me a break!

On that note I'll bid you all (y'all) a good day. Later guys.

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Monday, January 08, 2007

Morning folks. Well, off we go on another week. I don't know about you guys, but these calendar pages are flipping a little too fast for me. At this rate it won't be long until I can be considered as getting "a little older". Hard to believe that I was born in the dirty thirties. Oh well, just awfully thankful to have made it this far, and looking forward to many more years.

Now that the Democrats have regained control of Congress, let's hope they grow a set and put an end to the destruction wrought by the Boy King. With his whole life having been one failure after another it was always easy for Poppy to bail his sorry ass out, but this time it's out of control. There have been far too many lives lost, at too great a cost, for this insanity to continue. He's just itching to prove his manhood by taking on that nutcase Ahmahandajob in Iran, and if that happens the Iraq "war" will look a walk in the park in comparison. Think the "N" word.

As for his "manhood", it looks like the little lady is about as impressed as the rest of us.

I did manage to get hold of Kindasleazy and asked her what the problem was.

Hmm, that's what I thought. Well, that should be enough fun for today. Have a good un' guys, and I'll see ya tomorrow.

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Sunday, January 07, 2007

Morning folks. Don't really have much to say today, as if I ever do, but did want to continue my return to regular blogging by letting L'il Bear make his first appearance of the year. He has almost become part of my comfort zone on here. I guess it's just whatever flops your mop.

Another part of that zone, as I mentioned in the comments, is the return of the good-natured teasing. With all of the seriousness in our world today I think it's almost therapeutic to be able to lighten up and just have a bit of fun. I don't believe in being rude or insulting, but I do like me some snark.

It also bears mentioning, again, how much I appreciate you guys hanging in with me. You make my days. A month ago I couldn't have cared less about the computer, now it's back to being almost my raison d'etre. Some might say that I should get a life, well let me assure you, I have had a full life, and in my mind this is just an extension of it. And in that vein we're going back to some good ol' butt-haulin' stories. All in time of course, but thanks to you I've got some spark back.

Enjoy the rest of your week-end. Stop by tomorrow and we'll do a little Bush-Whackin'.

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Saturday, January 06, 2007

This first edition of Saturday Chuckles of the new year is compliments of my little Babushka.



It was mealtime during a flight on Hooters Airline.
"Would you like dinner?" the flight attendant asked John, seated in front.
"What are my choices?" John asked.
"Yes or no," she replied.


A flight attendant was stationed at the departure gate to check tickets.
As a man approached, she extended her hand for the ticket and he opened his trench coat and flashed her.
Without missing a beat. She said, "Sir, I need to see your ticket not your stub."


A lady was picking through the frozen turkeys at the grocery store but she couldn't find one big enough for her family. She asked a stock boy, "Do these turkeys get any bigger?"
The stock boy replied, "No ma'am, they're dead."


The cop got out of his car and the kid who was stopped for speeding rolled down his window. "I've been waiting for you all day," the cop said.
The kid replied, "Yeah, well I got here as fast as I could."
When the cop finally stopped laughing, he sent the kid on his way without a ticket.


A truck driver was driving along on the freeway. A sign comes up that reads, "Low Bridge Ahead." Before he knows it, the bridge is right ahead of him and he gets stuck under the bridge. Cars are backed up for miles. Finally, a police car comes up.
The cop gets out of his car and walks to the truck driver, puts his hands on his hips and says, "Got stuck, huh?"
The truck driver says, "No, I was delivering this bridge and ran out of fuel."


A college teacher reminds her class of tomorrow's final exam. "Now class, I won't tolerate any excuses for you not being here tomorrow. I might consider a nuclear attack or a serious personal injury, illness, or a death in your immediate family, but that's it, no other excuses whatsoever!"
A smart-ass guy in the back of the room raised his hand and asked, "What would you say if tomorrow I said I was suffering from complete and utter sexual exhaustion?"
The entire class is reduced to laughter and snickering. When silence is restored, the teacher smiles knowingly at the student, shakes her head and sweetly says, "Well, I guess you'd have to write the exam with your other hand."

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Friday, January 05, 2007

Morning folks. Boy it's nice to start a post with my old familiar greeting. After answering yesterday's much appreciated comments it feels good to once again be getting back to a routine I so much enjoy. So watch out, it looks like the big unit is finally back on track.

I've got so much catching up to do, but trust me, it will get done. In the meantime be assured that each and every one of you that I consider a part of my "blog family" is never far from my thoughts.

Because of your support I've made it through the latest tussle and to show my appreciation I'm planning a trip to take you on that I know you'll enjoy. Much more on that later.

Enjoy your weekend, and don't forget, Saturday Chuckles is back.

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Thursday, January 04, 2007

Hi guys. Since I've been a pretty good boy lately with the exercising, walking, dieting etc., I decided to give myself a treat and take my "baby" out for a drive. Besides, the sun finally showed up and the car needed to be run a bit to keep the battery charged up, and prevent the gaskets and seals from drying out. I am a fusspot, remember? Turned out to be a good move.

While I didn't set out to visit a casino, there are so many of them around here that by the time I came to the second one I thought, what the hey, I enjoy pulling a handle so why not pull in? Very good move!!

Maybe the Big Fella was rewarding me for wrestling Timmy to the ground again, because he sure smiled down on me. I started off on a $1 machine and did well right off the bat, cashed in when it got up there, and on the way out thought I would put a few of their dollars in a $5 machine. Second pull and all hell broke loose. YEEHAW!!

Lets just say that my (ugh) rice cakes are looked after for this year at least. Although I'm sticking to the stupid diet you can bet I'm going to treat myself to an evening out. Any of you interested in a night on the town? That's what I thought! heh heh

As you can tell, all is well with me, hope it's the same for you. Stop by if you can for some Saturday Chuckles. Later folks.

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Tuesday, January 02, 2007

Well, here we are in a new year. I hope all of you made it through the festivities without doing something that has you banished to the doghouse, or worse. As for me it was quiet as usual, in fact I can't remember the last time I even stayed up till midnight. Besides, I never needed an occasion to do something stupid, I was so good at that I could do it anytime.

We're getting another blast of torrential rains and strong winds. I went for a walk this morning and finally folded up the umbrella before I got airborne. I'm back on that fitness kick again, you know..rice stuff..and walk my tush off. Funny thing, I ate everything that wasn't moving while on the trip and didn't gain a pound. Then I had that little bout with Timmy and presto..25 lbs. My balance is still a little wonky but I'm sure I can get back to where I was. In fact I have to because we're all going on another trip in June. I'll be telling you lots about it in future posts, but think Yukon, Robert Service's Cabin, gold panning, and a night of whooping it up with the showgirls at Diamond L'il's in Dawson City. I CAN'T WAIT!!

On the world front I see Commander Codpiece is still looking for a way out of the mess he created, with his lies, in Iraq. 3000 dead and counting and he's going to send more. Imagine, $2 billion a week on the "war" and he can't find a penny for the 46 million of his own citizens with no health care. Okay, off the soap-box.

Hope you're all doing well. See ya soon.

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