As I understand it, the Obamas have narrowed down their possible choices for a breed of dog. They are trying to decide between a Labradoodle and a Portuguese water dog. (I’m leaning toward the PWD ’cause I just think it would be so much fun to watch this dog’s antics in the White House. If [...]
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From The Daily Humorscope for January 1, 2009:
Pisces
(February 19 – March 20)
You will become fascinated by the unlikely use of the same word to mean very different things. For example, what is the link between “seasons” as changes in the weather and “seasons” as in what you do to food? Or for that matter, why [...]
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Time keeps on slippin’, slippin’, slippin’… Into the Future…
It’s also been slippin’, slippin’, slippin’ right through my fingers. How time flies when you’re havin’ fun, eh? Not so much but it’s been whizzing by at a curious rate. I blame it on Sunday and two things: earlier than ever Daylight Savings and my birthday.
I had [...]
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Mark Lyons was the neighborhood bully when I was growing up. He was one grade higher than the rest of us and was always ordering someone around. He wasn’t exactly a ring leader but he would bully the younger kids until they finally gave up and let him call the shots. He’d grab one of [...]
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I switched over the swamp coolers today. That’s plural because I did my mom’s and then did ours. Hers was a cinch but ours is proving a bit more problematic. First of all, I fell off the damned ladder. Not exactly fall-fall, more like slipped, slid, fell, scrambled, scraped, lunged, jumped… scraping myself along the [...]
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George, our local cuckoo cannibal Roadrunner, is back. He almost made an appearance under the wheel of my truck but scampered away in his crazy, Velociraptor way. He was chasing an orange tabby cat. Oh, that wacky cuckoo bird!
I could swear his eyes rolled back and stared right at me, as if to say,
“Biotch! Get [...]
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