And now, just now, the local news reports that there will be no revered Dorrito’s Commercials on this years’ Super Bowl. And on top of all that, ragweed and grass pollen has increased dramatically here in the Heart-Land … So most likely … No peace for me either. Feel better? No? Well take two aspirin and call me on Munday. And finally, never, ever, buy a 12 year old a Nikon camera. What was I thinking?
The Devil made me do it. Believe it was Flip Wilson who coined the term first. Satan wanted to destroy the world, so he gave the world drugs. Shortly thereafter he realized that not all the people in the world were going to do drugs, only the weak, the ineffective, the true losers in life. The proverbial Monkey Wrench enters the picture, the snag in the master plan has been discovered. He had to come up with something else.
Yes Martha, we are back. Just been hiding out is all. My stats indicate that I have not been around lately, and I can assure you, that is right. The last time I posted anything, was about a week ago. I have been working hard around the old Goat Farm, and trying to learn some new tricks on WordPress.Com (By the way … Do you like the new look?).
I am on a roll as my friend Clifford likes to put it. Why not?
The-Old-Truck made it all the way to the gas station today, and it was just under $65 to fill it up! I am on a roll. Called DISH Network and after patiently punching several hundred numbers, got connected with a nice lady who …. believe it or not …. actually spoke English.
As you age, change is inevitable and in my case, hard to adjust to. I guess, unlike the typical Okie, who lives in a fast-paced, experience-driven, multiple-option world, where choice and personal values pale beside the possibility of exposure to the latest, the biggest, the fastest, the most prestigious, and don’t forget ……. “the best” ……. or the most expensive.
Most everyone that knows me, will testify to my obsession my outright hatred of Cellphones. I make no bones about it. When used as a phone that is okay, but most people use them for everything but a phone and that irks me.
Yesterday I had breakfast at Denny’s (low on grease this month) and I watched a guy have breakfast with his little guy buddy. His boy had to be about five or six, and they sat there in the booth and talked, and ate breakfast.
Yeah I know, what is the big deal, it is just breakfast. Continue reading
Trace Adkins (Proud to be here)
A group of women were at a seminar on how to live in a loving relationship with their husband. The women were asked, “How many of you love your husband?“ All the women raised their hands. Then they were asked, “When was the last time you told your husband you loved him?” Some women answered today, a few yesterday, and some couldn’t remember. Continue reading
Have not vented in awhile, so I am going to blow off some steam. By the way, “this post contains no literary value or socially redeeming information whatsoever. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead … most likely was on purpose.” (Lawyers said I might want to put that in there)
Here is what I am tired of:
I am tired of this “what do you want it for?” when I go to buy something. Why is it the salesperson selling this item feels that he/she “needs to know” what I am going to use it for or where I am going to apply it in my everyday life. Just sell it to me. One more (we’re headed for a bonus round Alex) this reply of “No, what you really NEED is this” (instead of what I asked for) … Beam me up Scotty, no intelligent life here, even if it is a “best buy.”
I am tired of needing a couple of these and when I go to the store, or outlet, only to discover there is only “ONE” of them for sale. What is going on with that? You need a pair of something and you find only one. Think about it … “Who buys only ONE loading ramp?” … Hell’s Angels?
I am tired of having to buy a dozen dry-cell batteries, when the device I use, only requires four. Why do I have to purchase all the others, that never seem to get used, and when it is time for new ones, these “spares” are now dead and useless.
I am tired of bad Hollywood movies about high-school where all the girls are clearly well-endowed, wearing low-cut, showing a lot of cleavage dresswear and are a bit of a hooker type image in a progressive school and they are the main character. The only girls I knew in high-school that fit this profile were (A) Robbing their big brothers sock drawer. (B) Using a lot of tissue paper. (C) The captain of the shot-putt team.
I am tired of sitting waiting on a stop light, when there is nothing coming in either direction, especially at $3.50 per gallon. Have you noticed that since it got above $3.50 that there is no more talk of: Offshore drilling, our dependence on other countries for our energy needs, solar power, wind power, the green initiative, shortages or shortfalls?
I am tired of television commercials where the respondents have the I.Q. of say, room temperature. It is insulting to all of us, and I wish they would stop … because I will never purchase anything that advertises in a stupid fashion (New and Improved dog food? Don’t squeeze the Charmin. Bob is really happy! The government wants to give you free money to name a few).
I am REALLY tired of politicians telling me that they are going to give me the leadership that I not only want … but I deserve. Which is neither.
I am tired of folks taking multiple cellphone calls in the cafe/restaurant while I am eating lunch and discussing the “size of their blind dates assets” on Saturday night, or what they can legally do about the baby sitter getting into their stash and going thru their clothes closets.
I am tired of teenager’s who walk around the mall in their droopy snoop-dawg underwear, wearing their ball-caps sideways (the bill goes to the front Nimrod) and sing while wearing IPODS … which really sounds bad. IPODs should have a warning label, much like a pack of cigarettes. It would read: “Caution, singing with headphones or earphones on, will not make you sound better to the general public at large.”
I am tired of neighbor’s who take up the entire aisle at WalMart with their shopping carts visiting when I need to get to the Oreos. People who get in the fast lane (20 items or less) with a cart stuffed tighter than a weight watchers pair of shorts.
I am really tired of the old geezer’s who are happy because they can go fifty miles without stopping for a bathroom break. And the two romantic bozo’s who sit in the matching bathtubs at the seashore, at sunset, holding hands, and living a richer more productive sex life? Give me a break. By the way, did you know the telephone was invented 74 years after the bathtub? Yeah, no poopy. You could have soaked for a long time, without the phone ringing, just think about that one for a bit.
I am really tired of medicine that has the following: Dizziness, dryness of throat, dry cough, sleep disruption, nausea, and explosive diarrhea … Why can’t they put some Imodium ID in this stuff when they are mixing it up to begin with and put a stop to that last one.
I am tired of “Did you find everything you were looking for?” and when you reply, “No. Where are the ______ ?” and then they say something like … “Okay.”
I am tired of standing in line at the bank waiting on a teller, when there are ten windows, but only TWO girls working the counter. I am tired of viewing a commercial and the the NEXT commercial is the SAME commercial … I got it the first time.
I am tired of the right lane being shut-down in 1,500 feet for no apparent reason.
And lastly … before I lift off and head for my own planet
I am tired of cheap phones that do not work, and then being required to sign a two year agreement in order to get another cheap phone that does not work, when I have been a good, loyal, valid and documented always paying on time customer, for over ten years.
I guess that would just about cover it … Unless of course …. Something else pop’s up, we will keep you advised. I am headed out to watch some Charlie’s Angels … Hang loose.
REACH OUT AND BUG SOMEONE: Went to the telephone store yesterday. I look at the kid and say, “My telephone bill is five dollars high this month, can you tell me what is going on?” he says, “Let me see your bill.” I say to him, “they don’t send me a bill, they do it all electronically.”
So we walk over to the computer and I give him all of my identification and the name of my first born male child, we are off and running. He says to me “Here it is. You had 12 photographs at .50 cent each.”
Now as our kid is really proud of his kids, and sends pictures of the youngest standing next to a trash can all of the time. Some months ago, I had this feature disabled on my phone (along with text messaging at the same time) or at least I thought I had this covered. I am not supposed to get photo’s or text, I am just supposed to get telephone calls for new storm windows, carports, septic tank pumping, miracle weight loss cures, stuff like that.
I tell him this, the nice kid, who still has lipstick on his cheek where his mother kissed him good-bye this morning.
He offers me nothing. So I say to him, “I never got any pictures, this has to be a mistake.” He says, “Let me see your phone” and he looks for the pictures that I received that are clearly not there, and this shrugs his shoulders and says, “Must be some kind of glitch.” He removes the charge and gives me a credit, which doesn’t really put anything back in my bank account, so we may or may not be done with this issue, I am not sure.
I then ask him, “How about these junk telephone calls, am I being charged for them?” and he says, “No.” I ask him, “so I am not charged for them even if they leave a message on my voice mail?” He says, “Oh that is different. If you open your voice mail and listen to the message, then you are charged for the call.”
Hmmmmm, “this means, that I am damned if I do and damned if I don’t, wouldn’t you say?”
He smiles, and says … “Yes sir. That is about it.” Nice kid, most likely will be some kind of politician one of these days.
FLY THE FRIENDLY SKIES: I live in what they call a “Fly Over State” and see a lot of aircraft in the sky. Have you ever wondered how many airliner’s are flying above this country at any one given time? The numbers are clearly amazing, it would astound you. I often look up at see the contrails in the sky and wonder where it is they are going and why so many of them are up there. Here is a link, you can check it out for yourself.
The technology of this site amazes me. Lot of interesting data can be found. I clicked on one that said it was Air Force One and I found a shot of Mr. Obama’s aircraft on its first pass over Texas, you can see it here.
EIGHTY-NINE CENT PIE: We are at the Root N Scoot, I have to buy my lottery tickets for the game on Tuesday. I don’t want to be stinkin’ rich … but I would not mind smelling bad. Anyway, this gal, all decked out to the nines in jewelry and stuff, bling-bling (I don’t know if it is real or fake, but it looks nice) walks up to the counter, lays down a .89 cent pastry. No big thing, right? Then she pulls out a credit card and pays for the pastry with the card. Now here is the rub, she walks outside and get into a Lexus SUV. What is wrong with this picture Boys n Girls? Sort of like this thing one of our readers sent to me this week:
This is kind of hard to read, here is what it says: “A woman said she noticed her purse missing from her car just before 5P.M. Sunday. The car was parked at her residence on Hornet Drive. The woman said the car had been locked, and her purse was in the back seat. the purse was valued at $400, the wallet was valued at $200, and cash in the purse was reported to be $800. Also missing were the woman’s Food Stamp Cards.”
Kind of brings a tear to your eyes, doesn’t it.
ALL TANKED UP: Subject: New gasoline coming to your gas station. Folks pay real good attention to this one. Those friendly folks at the EPA (which stands for Exxon Prostitutes, whores and a**holes) all those unelected buddies, we have in the government have come up with a new wrinkle to get you out of your car. Watch this video about E15 gas if you have a car older than 2012. There is a link to the story on Fox News, but if you go to that link, surprisingly the video and information is “missing.” Hmmmmmm? Over on Utube you can find it all.
This move by the oil companies and the government together is in your best interests. You see as we all slowly digress to a nation that produces nothing but debt, if we do not have an ample supply of doctored up gasoline (which insures our sucking off the petroleum tit for the next 100 years easily) we will not be able to deliver pizza’s to each other and get them to the house while they are still warm.
Is this statuetory rape? Or is it just a moosedemeanor?
(Stop laughing! This is serious.)
Now I am off to the tireshop. They put four new tires on my car last month to the tune of almost $700 and the right-front will not hold air for some reason. I just can hear it now … “Have you been running your car with the ignition turned on? This could affect the outcome of your final billing Mr. Smith.”