Thanks very much for all of the kind comments regarding my recent injury. I appreciate every one of them. I don’t know if it is that I lost most of my upper body strength, or what, but I am pretty much completely unable to get around via crutches. I am so wobbly, on the flat floor of my apartment, that I don’t dare try to tackle the stairs leading to the outside world, or the street itself. After trying a few different length settings, I finally gave up, assuming that I had lost too much upper body strength in the past 2+ years of unemployment. Several years ago, I had another leg injury, and I was able to walk across gravel. Good thing, then, that I had gone grocery shopping the morning of the day of my injury.
And another question about the amount of work that goes into running a blog. Well, that depends on what you want to do with it. Some blogs only post a photo or two every few days. Others put up a page or two a day. The latter would take a fair bit of work. There are many good blog editors available, for free, or paid. Google can help you decide which one is for you. Good luck with your project, should you decide to go ahead with it.
Here is one thing I am NOT going to try. Some guy with nothing better to do wondered if slipping on a banana peel in real life was like it was in cartoons. So he tried it, and the rest of the monkeys joined in. Seems like looking for trouble.
For those who might have received the “well, that didn’t work” notification, below the article about the lost spacecraft, in my previous issue, you didn’t miss anything. The partial link still takes you to the actual article. There was no more associated to it. There is an issue with certain sites, that prevent their links from formatting properly on my blog. And the glitch did not appear, or I missed it, during proofreading. I have not yet learned how to fix these issues, and WordPress tech support has not been able to help.
I suppose $33,000 isn’t a lot of money to the class of people who attend this kind of function, but even they must miss $350,000. I suppose it is all a tax writeoff, though, to them.
So, this, I guess, is a “serious” Trump supporter? Or were he and his friend “plants”, inserted into the audience to divert attention from the speech?
Completing just one of these massive structures would have been an incredible feat. Amazing what can be done with lots of spare time and no distractions. And, perhaps, a whip or two…
I wouldn’t even have the patience or determination to complete one of these miniature versions.
Regular readers know that I am not at all a religious person. I was raised as a strict Catholic, but, as I grew up, so many of their “rules” and beliefs just made no logical sense. Same goes for the group in this article. “If we pretend that this entire neighborhood is our home, we can stretch the rules of our religion so that they don’t make our lives overly difficult”. Sorry, nope. My logic says that is cheating, and also against the founders’ rules.
And you also know that I am about as anti-war as someone can get. Sure, I talk tough, but I have only been in two or three physical fights in my entire life. except for those with my brothers, that is. I realize that some wars are pretty much unavoidable, but it is refreshing to see a Bush administration goon admit to being one of the neighborhood bullies.
Has the Grim Reaper issued some kind of quota? Is there some big event happening in The Great Beyond that requires a lot of stars to participate in? I guess we just all have our time…a nd 70 years of clattering around on this old rock would be lots, for me. I remember how my Dad felt, once my Mom passed, and he was not able to take care of himself any more. Sure, he made friends in the retirement home, but he was a very independent person his entire life. It really bothered him to have to depend on others. I would like to die peacefully, in my sleep, like my grandfather, rather than screaming in terror, like his passengers. JOKING, PEOPLE! JOKING!
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If you are a Batman fan, you can “explore the Batcave” via Google Streetview.
Interesting to see that gamers are rejecting characters who were sexualized just for the sake of doing it. Great that production companies are listening to the dissent. Not that they really have a choice, I guess.
I have been involved in an online discussion for the past few days about the state of modern music. I am on the side which is disappointed in most new music that I hear. One new band that was recommended to me was Blackberry Smoke, which is a country band, and actually off the topic, which was the possibility of Sammy Hagar reuniting with Van Halen, A.K.A. Rock and Roll. While I certainly don’t think they are great, I wouldn’t turn the radio off if I heard them, either. I listened to two of their videos on YouTube, just for a proper sample. The other one was one of those twangy, sleepy type of old country tunes.
I recently stated that I didn’t consider Axl Rose the best choice to front AC/DC. Hearing this performance reinforces that opinion, even though I don’t care for most amateur recordings of live events. They just lose so much.
I thought this was a very touching photo. Keith Richards with Jade Jagger’s son, Ray.
Bruce Springsteen dances with his 90-year-old mom on Monday night at his New York concert.
Whenever I see a photo of a giraffe from this angle, it always seems as if it is a bit disgusted.
“I swear, you kids are going to drive me to an early grave!.”
“Would it kill this asshole to get another donkey, to share the load? And, maybe, give me some company?”
Not me. I know EXACTLY what a taser does, thanks.
Yet another kid well on his way to becoming a “responsible gun owner”.
Or Tannerite user. More details about the incident (I am not going to call it an accident. The blast was planned. The result was not, but, it seems, only because these fools did not follow the safety instructions) that I included in my previous post. All of which makes me believe the victim deserved everything he got. Yeah, I have injured myself while doing something I should have known better than to attempt, but the injuries were always minor cuts and scrapes.
I am usually a total failure at brilliant pickup lines, but at least I know better than to try one like this.
There is enough demand, now, for weaves, that it is profitable to loan them out?
Here I am, being slow, again. “Resistance?” I thought. “Why would there have been any resistance” Then I realized they were referring to electrical resistance. DUH!
Have another look back, there, Sparky. You aren’t as much of a hero as you think.
The person you just insulted (twice, actually, the second time being the amount of the tip) had served you $130 worth of food. Assuming there were not 10 of you having burgers and fries (in most cases paid for up front), that could mean 4 $30 meals. And a fair bit of work. Filling water glasses, schlepping plates, extra requests, cleanup seems like it would qualify as a real job. How many younger people put themselves through school via a waiting position?
If I ever get another girlfriend, and someone sees her doing something like this, I would appreciate being informed about it. So I can break the relationship off. I don’t expect to be a woman’s entire life, but I would like to be a step or two above her fucking phone.
While inserting the above photo in this post, I was listening to music on my mp3 player, on shuffle. This song played as I finished typing, which I found somewhat interesting, since ignoring the guy you are kissing in favor of your phone is a form of cheating.
Having a bad day? Maybe seeing that someone else had a worse one will make it better.
Safeway and Shoppers Drugs, to name a few. At Safeway they put things like meat, which is already plastic wrapped, in a separate bag, inside another bag of items, and I get two or three pieces of paper about a foot long, as a reciept. And why does my Shoppers receipt need to be even longer, when I only purchased half a dozen items?
Large businesses also waste a lot of their product. One young entrepreneur is trying to change that.
In 2012 a Norwegian was skydiving, and had a video camera set up to record the jump. Imagine his shock, and surprise, when he reviewed the video, and saw the meteorite that barely missed him.
I just hope there is a legitimate reason for this, rather than incompetence, or greed. It is already hard enough to get a space based budget approved.
Pluto continues thumbing its nose at those on Earth who decided that it was not an actual planet.
NGC 3372, also known as the Grand Nebula, lies about 7,500 light-years away in the constellation of Carina. The Carina Nebula contains WR 25, currently the most luminous known star in our Milky Way galaxy
There are 2016 “Pontiac Trans Ams” available for purchase, and 77 of them are the limited edition “Bandit” model. Rod like.
I also really like these old Grand Prix
Jaguar is resuming limited production of the XKSS, a sports car which had its production run cancelled after a catastrophic fire at the factory.
The worst thing about people who park like this is when there are unoccupied parking spaces just on the other row. If only these losers had enough patience to drive around the corner. Or weren’t too lazy to walk the extra distance to and from their vehicle. It must be a real burden to be so important.
So what is that white stuff, then, your flour supply?
I doubt I will ever fail to be amazed at the predicaments some drivers manage to get themselves into.
Feel like driving something unique? Why not hotrod a Buick? Not a real lot of them around.
While Nostradamus was alive, he was in great demand by the various churches and temples in the area. Since this got to be a strain running from place to place, the religious groups got together and hammered out a schedule where they would each get Nostradamus’s services for one or two days a month on a rotating basis. It was the world’s first prophet-sharing plan.
Siamese twins walk into a pub in Ontario and park themselves on a bar stool. One of them says to the barkeeper, “Don’t mind us, we’re joined at the hip. I’m John, he’s Jim. Two Molson Canadian beers, draft please”. The barkeeper, feeling slightly awkward, tries to make polite conversation while pouring the beers. “Been on holiday yet, lads?” “Off to England next month,” says John. “We go to England every year and hire a car and drive for miles, don’t we, Jim?” Jim agrees. “Ah, England!” says the barkeeper. ‘Wonderful country … the history, the beer, the culture … ” “Nah, we don’t like that British crap very much,” says John. “Hamburgers & Molson’s beer, that’s us, eh Jim? And we can’t stand the English – they’re so arrogant and rude “So, why do you keep on going to England?” asks the barkeeper. “It’s the only chance Jim gets to drive,” says John.
An old man in his mid-eighties struggles to get up from his couch, then starts putting on his coat. His wife, observing her husband’s odd behavior, asks, “Where are you going?” He replies, “I’m going to the doctor.” She says, “Why, are you sick?” He says, “Nope, I’m going to get some Viagra.” Immediately the wife starts to get out of her rocker and begins putting her coat on. He asks, “Where the hell are you going?” She answers, “I’m going to the doctor, too.” He says, “Why, what do you need?” She says, “If you’re going to start using that rusty old thing, I’m getting a tetanus shot.”
Dear Ma and Pa,
I am well. Hope you are. Tell Brother Walt and Brother Elmer the Army beats working for the old man by a mile. Tell them to join up quick before all of the places are filled. I was restless at first because you get to stay in bed till nearly 6 AM. But I am getting so I like to sleep late. Tell Walt and Elmer all you do before breakfast is smooth your cot, and shine some things. No hogs to slop, feed to pitch, mash to mix, wood to split, fire to lay. Practically nothing. Men got to shave but it is not so bad, there’s warm water. Breakfast is strong on trimmings like fruit juice, cereal, eggs, bacon, etc., but kind of weak on chops, potatoes, ham, steak, fried eggplant, pie and other regular food, but tell Walt and Elmer you can always sit by the two city boys that live on coffee. Their food, plus yours, holds you until noon, when you get fed again. It’s no wonder these city boys can’t walk much. We go on “route marches,” which the platoon sergeant says are long walks to harden us. If he thinks so, it’s not my place to tell him different. A “route march” is about as far as to our mailbox at home. Then the city guys get sore feet and we all ride back in trucks. The sergeant is like a school teacher. He nags a lot. The Captain is like the school board. Majors and colonels just ride around and frown. They don’t bother you none. This next will kill Walt and Elmer with laughing. I keep getting medals for shooting. I don’t know why. The bulls-eye is near as big as a chipmunk head and don’t move, and it ain’t shooting at you like the Higgett boys at home. All you got to do is lie there all comfortable and hit it. You don’t even load your own cartridges. They come in boxes. Then we have what they call hand-to-hand combat training. You get to wrestle with them city boys. I have to be real careful though, they break real easy. It ain’t like fighting with that ole bull at home. I’m about the best they got in this, except for that Tug Jordan from over in Silver Lake. I only beat him once. He joined up the same time as me, but I’m only 5′ 6″ and 130 pounds and he’s 6′ 8″ and near 300 pounds dry. Be sure to tell Walt and Elmer to hurry and join before other fellers get onto this setup and come stampeding in.
Your loving daughter,
The preacher claimed, “There’s no such thing as a perfect woman. Anybody present who has ever known a perfect woman, stand.” Nobody stood up. “Those who have ever known a perfect man, stand up.” One elderly gentleman stood up. “Are you honestly saying you knew an absolutely perfect man?” the minister asked, somewhat amazed. “Well now, I didn’t know him personally,” replied the little old man, “but I have heard a great deal about him. He was my wife’s first husband.”
Tom was in Las Vegas gambling and having a run of bad luck. He lost all his money and was now waiting for his bank to wire him some more. He was on his way up to his hotel room when he meets a beautiful hooker in the elevator. He is smitten with her and tells her that he wants to make love to her right now. The hooker says, “Honey, if you got the cash, we can make your wish come true.” Tom realizes he doesn’t have any money on him yet and tells the hooker that he will have the money in about an hour or so. The hooker says, “No money, no lovin'” Tom pleads with her but the hooker does not give in. She tells him that when he gets the money she will be more than happy to oblige him, but she actually does find Tom attractive so she reaches over to his pants, unzips his fly, takes his penis in her hand and then proceeds to write on it the following – Gloria 357-6262. Tom returns to his room and a couple of hours later, the money from his bank finally arrives. He immediately rushes to the phone to call his “dream woman”. He unzips his pants so he can retrieve the number off his penis, but alas his erection was gone and the number cannot be red. Frantically, he starts rubbing his penis, hoping to enlarge it again. At that very moment, the maid entered his room to clean and shrieked at this sight. Tom says to the maid, “Don’t scream, I’m just trying to make a phone call.”
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