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Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Morning folks. Just popped in to say Hi and let you know how things are going, without too much whining I hope.

I finally gave up and hollered uncle yesterday with my shoulder. Surprisingly I got hold of the doctor by phone and he thinks that cortisone shots might be in order. But first he's going to talk it over with the endocronoligist, because he's not sure of any interaction between it and the medication I take for the tumor.

Timmy aside, I'm really very lucky to have got this far without any major health problems, because Lord knows I pounded on my poor ol' bod for many years. So I'm not too bummed out about this, but it does get frustrating.

Speaking of the Lord, maybe this is His way of making me slow down and really think it out, because I'm on the verge of making a major life style change. As in finally buying a motor home, instead of just talking and thinking about it, and move into it completely. It's a major step, but one that I want to take, but not out of frustration.

With all the things available to me living in what is arguably one of the nicest areas in North America, one would think I'd be happy. But my heart and soul are still out on the road, and my thoughts lately are, what are you waiting for?

This is the interior of one that I'm serious about. It's to the point that all I have to do is sign the paperwork and it's adios amigo. Hmmm, room in there for a small harem, wouldn't you say?


Well, that's enough nattering and daydreaming for now. But one day.......

See ya later.


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Saturday, February 24, 2007


A Mexican is walking down the streets of Mexico City, kicking a bottle in his way. Suddenly out of the bottle pops a Genie. The Genie says, "Hello master, I will grant you one wish; anything you want".

The Mexican begins thinking and says to himself; well, I really like drinking tequila and love to be able to drink tequila whenever I want. So: "Make me PEE tequila" he says. The Genie grants him his wish.

When the Mexican gets home, he gets a glass out and pees in it. He looks at the glass and it's clear and looks like tequila. Then he smells the liquid, smells like tequila too! So he takes a sip and sure enough it is the best tequila he has ever tasted.

The Mexican yells to his wife, "Consuela, Consuela, come quickly!" She comes a running, and the Mexican takes another glass out and PEES in it. He tells her to drink it. "It's OK" he says, explaining his encounter with a Genie, who made him PEE Tequila"!!

Consuela is reluctant but goes ahead and takes a sip, and says: "Yee-Haa my Husband, it's a miracle, this is the best tequila that I've ever Tasted !!" The two drank themself stupid all night.

The next night the Mexican comes home from work and tells his wife: "Get ONE glass from the cupboard and we will drink Tequila." His wife gets the glass and sets it on the table. The Mexican begins to fill the glass and while downing it, his wife asks him: "Pancho, why only one glass? Nothing for me?

Pancho raises the glass high in the air and says, "Because tonight, Mi Amour, you drink from the BOTTLE !!!" "Arreeeeeba"

AN OLD FARMER WENT TO TOWN TO SEE A MOVIE. THE TICKET AGENT ASKED, "SIR, WHAT'S THAT ON YOUR SHOULDER?" THE OLD FARMER SAID, "Oh, THAT'S MY PET ROOSTER, CHUCKY. WHEREVER I GO, CHUCKY GOES." "I AM SORRY SIR," SAID THE TICKET AGENT. "WE CAN'T ALLOW ANIMALS IN THE THEATER."

THE OLD FARMER WENT AROUND THE CORNER AND STUFFED THE BIRD DOWN HIS OVERALLS. HE RETURNED TO THE BOOTH, BOUGHT A TICKET AND ENTERED THE THEATER. HE SAT DOWN NEXT TO TWO OLD WIDOWS NAMED MILDRED AND MARGE.

THE MOVIE STARTED AND THE ROOSTER BEGAN TO SQUIRM. THE OLD FARMER UNBUTTONED HIS FLY SO CHUCKY COULD STICK HIS HEAD OUT AND WATCH THE MOVIE.

"MARGE," WHISPERED MILDRED. "WHAT?" SAID MARGE. "I THINK THE GUY NEXT TO ME IS A PERVERT." "WHAT MAKES YOU THINK SO?" ASKED MARGE. "HE UNDID HIS PANTS AND HE HAS HIS THING OUT," WHISPERED MILDRED.

"WELL, DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT," SAID MARGE. "HELL, AT OUR AGE WE'VE SEEN 'EM ALL" "I THOUGHT SO TOO," SAID MILDRED, "BUT THIS ONE'S EATIN' MY POPCORN!"

Two priests are off to the showers late one night. They undress and step into the showers before they realize there is no soap Father John says he has soap in his room and goes to get it, not bothering to dress. He grabs two bars of soap, one in each hand, and heads back to the showers

He is halfway down the hall when he sees three nuns heading his way. Having no place to hide, he stands against the wall and freezes like he's a statue.

The nuns stop and comment on how life-like he looks. The first nun suddenly reaches out and pulls on his manhood. Startled, he drops a bar of soap. "Oh look" says the first nun, "it's a soap dispenser". To test her theory the second nun also pulls on his manhood. Sure enough, he drops the second bar of soap.

Now the third nun decides to have a go. She pulls once, then twice and three times but nothing happens. So she gives several more tugs, then yells. "Holy Mary, Mother of God, hand lotion too!"
Thanks to Jim and Jude


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Thursday, February 22, 2007

Morning folks. Well, I made it in to the Clinic yesterday and got my RX refilled. My hand improved enough to at least get dressed (yes, including the zipper), and once underway it wasn't too bad. It takes a while to get the arm functioning but I think I'm over the worst of it.

While in there I met, and spoke, with a doctor I've seen before and he assured me that this will pass. The one thing he cautioned me about was this stupid (my word) diet I've been on. He's right of course, because every time I take some weight off I look like a cadaver and feel rotten. My ideal weight, where I look and feel good, is 242 lbs, and right now at 220 even Boop is on my case.

Let's face it, we're all built differently. For some reason I felt my waist was too big, but I've seen people with a relatively small waist that were about 3 axe handles and a plug of chewing tobacco across the beam. So I'm going to knock off the rice cakes etc. and just let my body find it's own weight. Besides, life is just too short to be going around hungry all the time. I guess that as with all things, moderation is the answer.

Ol' Cuddle Cakes was wondering what I was trolling for so I thought I would show her what I was using for bait.


Okay, that's enough tomfoolery for today. Hope you're all doing well, and I'll probably see you tomorrow, if not, Saturday with a few chuckles for sure.



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Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Morning folks. This not feeling the best has some benefits afterall, because for the first time in my life, as far as I can remember, I had somebody shave me yesterday.

Boop stopped in and got on my case for looking a little scruffy, due to my right arm and hand being so sore, so I suggested that instead of raggin' on me, lather me up and go for it.

So there I was with a towel around my shoulders, lathered up, and her with a Mach3 at the ready. When I told her that I wondered at the wisdom of letting my ex hold a razor to my throat, she got to laughing so hard I really did start to worry. Got to admit I could get used to this.

As for showering, well I think I've given you enough information for now. Let's just say that when she left I was clean. (but still chaste, DRAT!)

I wish my arm would get a little better because I've got to go into the Cancer Clinic and get my RX refilled. I sure hope this passes soon, this is frustrating to say the least. Wait, I just thought of something that will cheer me up, I can start working on my Income Taxes. HELP!!


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Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Morning folks. Once again you guys showed yesterday, with your understanding of my talking about Timmy, why I say that you're important to me. I mentioned side effects, and at the risk of riding this horse into the ground, I'd like to tell you of one that I'm going through right now.

I'm sitting here with a bag of frozen vegetables on my right shoulder held on with one of those stretchy tensor bandages. When the tumor gets to really producing the growth hormone that started it all, it gets into my joints and it's bone on bone. When it's in my hands I can't even tear open a packet of Sugar Twin, or as I call it, unleaded sugar. This in a pair of hands that used to be able to spin a fuel filter off a truck engine without a filter wrench. It comes and goes, thankfully, but at times like this even sleep is out of the question. Okay, enough of that, let's do a little Bush-Whackin'.

I see that the faux cowboy is once again itching to prove his incompetentcy by threatening to invade, or a least bomb, Iran. Personally I think the decision has been made, and unless something is done to stop him, the world as we know it will change.



We all know how it will turn out.

With him having already bankrupted the treasury, decimated the military, and killed untold thousands, what will it take for the people to put a stop to the madness? Impeachment, which won't happen, is too good for him and his cabal, they need to stand trial at The Hague for crimes against humanity. That also won't happen, but one can dream.

Well, the frozen veggies have melted enough that the water is running down my side so I guess it's time to dry off. What a wonderful way to get through the night. NOT!!!



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Monday, February 19, 2007

Morning folks. Although lately I've had more downs than ups in my struggle with this blasted brain tumor, not to mention the way I feel most times, after what happened last night I'm more thankful than ever to still be here.

While channel surfing the TV out of boredom I came across a show on the Learning Channel that frankly scared the poop out of me. It was about my exact condition, a pituitary tumor; also known as prolactinoma, or adenoma.

There was a world-class neurosurgeon explaining the condition, and side effects, and honestly I don't know how I've made it this far. As he was talking his words were an echo of what my neurosurgeon told me, except this time they came with film of an unsuccessful attempt at surgical removal. I've never had a strong stomach for this sort of thing, and although I didn't want to watch, I couldn't stop.

I had a doctor tell me that if I didn't have the constitution of a horse this thing would have put me down long ago. I thought he was just being kind, but now I believe him. As I type this knowing what is going on up in the "control tower" I'm more determined than ever to keep fighting, even though at times it does get tough.

It's often said that through adversity comes strength, and I firmly believe it, because in many ways I'm stronger than ever. We all have to go sometime, but I'm nowhere near ready to go yet.

This might seem a bit of a downer post, but it is so therapeutic for me to talk about it. To be sure, just this little bit has made me feel better, and for that I thank you guys.

Take care of yourselves, because as I've said before, each and every one of you is important to me in this struggle.


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Saturday, February 17, 2007


THREE COWBOYS ARE SITTING AROUND THE CAMPFIRE OUT ON THE LONESOME PRAIRIE, EACH WITH THE BRAVADO FOR WHICH HE IS FAMOUS.

The GUY FROM MONTANA SAYS, "I MUST BE THE STRONGEST, MEANEST, TOUGHEST COWBOY THERE IS. WHY, JUST THE OTHER DAY, A BULL GOT LOOSE IN THE CORRAL.. IT HAD GORED SIX MEN BEFORE I WRESTLED IT TO THE GROUND BY THE HORNS WITH MY BARE HANDS AND CASTRATED THAT SUCKER WITH MY TEETH."

THE GUY FROM TEXAS COULDN'T STAND TO BE BESTED. THAT'S NOTHING, "I WAS WALKING DOWN THE TRAIL YESTERDAY AND A FIFTEEN FOOT DIAMONDBACK RATTLER SLID OUT FROM UNDER A ROCK AND MADE A MOVE FOR ME. I GRABBED THAT SLITHERING SERPENT WITH MY BARE HANDS, BIT IT'S HEAD OFF AND SUCKED THE POISON DOWN IN ONE GULP AND I'M STILL HERE TODAY."

THE COWBOY FROM ALBERTA REMAINED SILENT, SLOWLY STIRRING THE CAMPFIRE COALS WITH HIS PECKER.

Medicare Health Insurance, in a nutshell:

The phone rings and the lady of the house answers, "Hello."

"Mrs. Ward, please."

"Speaking"

"Mrs. Ward, this is Doctor Jones at the Medical Testing Laboratory. When your doctor sent your husband's biopsy to the lab yesterday, a biopsy from another Mr. Ward arrived as well, and we are now uncertain which one is your husband's. Frankly the results are either bad or terrible."

"What do you mean?" Mrs. Ward asks nervously.

"Well, one of the specimens tested positive for Alzheimer's and the other one tested positive for AIDS. We can't tell which your husband's is."

"That's dreadful! Can't you do the test again?" questioned Mrs. Ward.

"Normally we can, but Medicare will only pay for these expensive tests one time."

"Well, what am I supposed to do now?"

"The people at Medicare recommend that you drop your husband off somewhere in the middle of town. If he finds his way home, don't sleep with him."

Laundry

A woman was unhappy with the way her laundry was done at the local Chinese Laundry, so she wrote a note and put it in the bag with the next collection of soiled clothes

"USE MORE SOAP ON PANTIES!"

She got the clean laundry back, and was still dissatisfied with the results, so the following week she enclosed another note:

"USE MORE SOAP ON PANTIES!"

The Chinese laundryman became very annoyed, and when her clean laundry was delivered, it contained a note from him:

"I USE PLENTY SOAP ON PANTIES!!! USE MORE PAPER ON ASS!!"
Thanks to Jim Nicholson (all3)


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Thursday, February 15, 2007

Morning folks. It's a good thing I had a nice visit with my ol' bud on Monday because it looks like the old adage about the best laid plans of mice and men has reared up and caused the wheels to come off the welcome wagon. (damn that's a long sentence)

Something came up for him so that he was unable to come out here yesterday, and now I've got a couple of days tied up. Will be taking Boop into the Cancer Clinic today for a check-up, and tomorrow I've got some heinie to kick at the bank.

With him returning home to Calgary on the weekend it looks like the pictures are on hold. Sorry about that, but my heart was in the right place.

So I missed the pictures, and missed Valentines, but hopefully this will make up for it.



I know, I'm a romantic dude. heh heh It's probably just as well because I'm not sure Blogger could have handled the raw animal magnetism of the two of us together. (Oh would you give me a break!)

Hope you're all well, and if you want to stop by on Saturday I'll see if I can find some hah-hahs. Take care guys.


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Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Morning folks. A lot of times in life we have great expectations of an event, and when it finally occurs we come away disappointed. Such was not the case yesterday, by any means.

There was absolutely no awkwardness upon meeting, and within minutes it was as though the intervening years had vanished. We ended up walking and talking for 6 hours, and learned that we have so much more to re-discover. So to that end he's coming here to my home early tomorrow morning (7 am) and we'll spend the full day together.

For two guys that lived such completely different lives it amazed me how much we have in common, almost to the point of finishing each other's sentences. The bond we formed all those years ago is still intact.

As for the pictures, by the time I even thought about them the day was over. That will not be the case tomorrow. I'm hoping the weather will cooperate because I want to spend some time down at the beach with him, so that would be a good place to take some. At any rate, it will get done.

I'll wait until after our next visit to put some thoughts together to share with you, because it really is a special thing to re-connect with someone like this. By the way Jim, when I come over some time in the spring for a visit, Lyle would like for the 3 of us to get together. We'll head to a watering hole and pretend we're back at the Wheat City in Brandon. Remember?

Okay guys, enough nattering. See ya Thursday with some pics and more thoughts.


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Monday, February 12, 2007

Morning folks. First off, thanks to those who managed to stop by yesterday. While I still feel like something the cat coughed up, I will make an effort to post a bit more often. Truth is it felt good to stop in and say hey-howdy.

It's amazing how being laid up for a while can affect a person. I was a guy that you couldn't slow down most of my life, always off to somewhere in North America, and now here I am nervous about driving into town to meet my ol' bud. I'd like to think it's the medication causing it, but whatever it is I'm going to start getting out more.

I'm going to take my camera along, and with his permission of course, I'd like to post some "before and after" pictures. I've got one of us in June of 57 and would like to get one of us today. Should be interesting.

Well, I guess it's time to shave, shower, and put on some smell good (not too much, ahem). Almost embarassed to admit it but at 3 am I was ironing my clothes, and polishing my shoes. It seems old habits die hard. What a weeny!! heh heh

See you all (y'all) later.


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Sunday, February 11, 2007


Morning folks. Well, here I am again apologizing for being a stranger. While I'm sure that most of you are understanding, and accept that, it doesn't seem to be good enough for L'il Bear. Yep, he's threatened to run off again if I don't check in and say Hi. It's kind of an idle threat really, because he doesn't know where I've hidden the Kibbles-N-Bits, but I get the point.

Seriously, ( who, me?) the truth is that I haven't been feeling the best lately and didn't want to get into the woe-is-me type of posting that just turns everyone off, especially me. So, as I said to someone this morning, I just decided to lay under the porch and lick my wounds.

Although it's been a bit tough physically of late I'm glad to be able to tell you that my spirit is as strong as ever, and this is where you guys come in. I've often mentioned the support I get from this blog thingy, and the e-mails, phone calls, etc. I've been receiving are living proof of what I mean. Please be assured that I appreciate each and every one of you.

I've got a big day coming up tomorrow. I'm going to meet with a fellow that I was in the Army with, and that I haven't seen in 49 1/2 years. I'm so looking forward to spending the day with him and reliving some of the great memories I have of those days.

Of course the really big thing coming up is my trip to the Yukon this summer, and I am more determined than ever to make it. Wherever would we be without memories and dreams.

Hope you're all doing well, and thanks again for hanging in with me.


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