“This little piggy killed his father”

Now that I am older…

 

This is so true for me—spending most of my time looking for things I just had a minute ago.

Four Stages of Life

 

At least this isn’t made in China…one fruit's origin

 Click on image to enlarge it and see where this one was made.





Which brings us this question: why does Walmart sell it”

For you serious scholars of fruits and their origins, why do you think that Mr. Pepper is standing so close to Miss Banana.

Hint: Mr. Pepper  is locked is a glass prison and Miss Banana hasn't even shed her peel yet today.

Answer: I have no idea. Gotta go now; the boss is coming.

Hulk, the miniature bull terrier, in his San Antonio Spurs Tim Duncan t-shirt

The shirts is a hand-me-down from JimivicK. Darren is the only person on his block to have a dog with an National Basketball Association San Antonio Spurs replica playing jersey.
Grandpa Bob wants a Jersey like Hulk’s, but larger, XXXXXXXL  :O)
Those of you who saw Hulk at Facebook when he arrived at Darren and his son's home in October 2009 can see that he is growing without any canine hesitation.
He is a big dawg and his puppy teeth are still as sharp as ever He loves to chase his tail in circles (a feature of this breed) and when tired of not catching the elusive appendage will lay down and puppy sigh. I swear we hear that ps.

I remember this book…now anyway!

This is a wonderfully written book by Dr. Wayne Dyer, Change Your Thoughts, Change Your Life. It is Dyer's interpretation of the TAO (or the DAO) as some people call it, a 2500 yr-old philosophy written by Lao Tze (or so many people believe).
I enjoyed it very much and have bought and read several other interpretations of it by other authors. I enjoyed and liked it so much that I gave a copy of it to my sister and two brothers for Christmas 2008.
I like to give books to them for special occasions, so for Christmas 2009, I gave them each a book again. That was the good news; the bad news was that I gave each of them another copy of Change Your Thoughts, Change Your Life.
Yes, my memory slipped, a not uncommon occurrence during these five years of retirement (and before). For a remedy for memory slippages, I read somewhere that eating blueberries is excellent, a strategy only thwarted by the ever-increasing price of those little bluish suckers.
Now I hope that my siblings know not to plan on receiving a copy of Change Your Thoughts, Change Your Life for Christmas 2010 or any large containers of blueberries (maybe I should gift them a copy of this blog post to make sure?)
Ironically, I tried to give them a book about improving thinking and life and I stumbled on my memory.

Constant Dinner Location vs. Variable Lifestyles

From two Utah Friends, a married couple--K and L—thanks for sharing; the pix at the very bottom is moi, though I am not 80 yet.

A group of 40 year old buddies discussed where they should meet for dinner. Finally it was agreed upon that they should meet at the Ocean View restaurant because the waitresses there had low cut blouses and were very young.

10 years later at 50 years of age, the group once again discussed where they should meet for dinner. Finally it was agreed that they should meet at the Ocean View restaurant because the food there was very good and the wine selection was good also.

10 years later at 60 years of age, the group once again discussed where they should meet for dinner. Finally it was agreed that they should meet at the Ocean View restaurant because they could eat there in peace and quiet and the restaurant had a beautiful view of the ocean.

10 years later, at 70 years of age, the group once again discussed where they should meet for dinner. Finally it was agreed that they should meet at the Ocean View restaurant because the restaurant was wheel chair accessible and they even had an elevator.

10 years later, at 80 years of  age, the group once again discussed where they should meet for dinner. Finally it was agreed that they should meet at the Ocean View restaurant because they had never been there before.

A Super-Retirement Job: Custom Book Rehabilitation/Mending with Duct Tape

For many people, Retirement (formerly, not too long ago, thought of as the

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   Golden Years or
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  Life in Paradise Valley
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  or at least on Easy Street,

or Hit the Road World-wide and Vacation Party),

Now, because of:

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  bankruptcy,
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  medical bills,
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  children still in college, high school, or grade school,
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  lost pension,
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  failure to plan,
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  company executives who absconded with all the pension funds etc.)

retirees must secure another job, if not full-time, at least part-time, and most importantly as the price of everything skyrockets, a paying job.

With job shortages, may of us have had to turn to job retraining, and for me, the choice was easy. I have always loved books, to work with my hands, loved to provide customized and individual and caring service, and have enjoyed a life-time hobby of creatively working with duct tape..

The duct tape book mending and repair service is a hot business opportunity just getting off the ground. Thousands of paying openings (100% with benefits), including hundreds in your home town go begging everyday for applicants who are trained.

After attending a basic twelve hour training course just down the street,  you too can be providing the services like I  recently performed on this dilapidated book, The International Dictionary of Thoughts, that as you can see, I have meticulously restored to mint condition.

By the way, this craft which dates back to the mid-Middle Ages only involves book rehabilitation with duct tape and doesn’t involvebooks on tape .

You will probably be surprised, as I was, to find out that value of this 12-hour course  is  $999. 50  but if you email them at restoringbookstomintcondition @ducttape.com, you will pay only $19.99 and they will supply the your first role of imported duct tape.

This is a limited time offer, so act now.

You won’t regret it.

Youngest C&W singer I have ever seen; cutest too

Toddler Musician

Somewhere there are some proud relatives, no?

…And then the fight started

From my friend:

…Shawn  (somewhere back East with a  beautiful baby daughter (works “outside” and ”inside” the home, Shawn, not the baby) and a husband who rangers for the National Park Service.

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Saturday morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made my lunch, and slipped quietly into the garage. I hooked up the boat up to the van, and proceeded to back out into a torrential downpour.. The wind was blowing 50 mph, so I pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather would be bad all day.

I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed.  I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a different anticipation, and whispered, "The weather out there is terrible."

My loving wife of 15 years replied, "Can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that?"
And then the fight started...
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I rear-ended a car this morning. So, there we were alongside the road and slowly the other driver got out of his car. You know how sometimes you just get soooo stressed and little things just seem funny? Yeah, well I couldn't believe it.  He was a DWARF! 

He stormed over to my car, looked up at me, and shouted, "I AM NOT HAPPY!"

So, I looked down at him and said, "Well, then, which one are you?"
And then the fight started.....
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My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary. She said, 'I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 150 in about 3 seconds.'
I bought her a bathroom scale.
And then the fight started...
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After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply for Social Security. The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's License to verify my age. I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at home. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later.

The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'. So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair. She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me' and she processed my Social Security application..

When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social Security office.
She said, 'You should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability, too.'
And then the fight started...
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My wife sat down on the seat next to me as I was flipping channels. She asked, 'What's on TV?'
I said, 'Dust.'
And then the fight started...
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My wife and I were watching "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire" while we were in bed. I turned to her and said, "Do you want to make love?"
"No," she answered.
I then said, "Is that your final answer?"
She didn't even look at me this time, simply saying, "Yes."
So I said, "Then I'd like to phone a friend."
And then the fight started....
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My wife and I were sitting at a table at my school reunion, and I kept staring at a drunken lady swigging her drink as she sat alone at a nearby table.
My wife asked, 'Do you know her?'
'Yes,' I sighed, 'She's my old girlfriend. I understand she took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear she hasn't been sober since.'
'My goodness!' says my wife, 'who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?'
And then the fight started...
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I took my wife to a restaurant. The waiter, for some reason took my order first. "I'll have the steak, medium rare, please."
He said, "Aren't you worried about the mad cow?""
"Nah, she can order for herself."
And then the fight started...

The Perfect Marriage

Delete It, Baby, Delete It!

From: S.S



Thanks for sharing, my Friend