I think the lady has been sampling the “Barrel of Fun” assortment.
We have this free service from the post office that emails you scans of what you are going to get in the mail that day. I look at it first thing in the morning.
I am thinking about canceling that service.
Why? Because this morning it showed we were getting letters from the IRS. So I fretted about that all morning. Turned out it was just a bill for $8.47 interest, stemming from amended taxes for the previous year.
I was so happy, I drew smiley faces and little hearts on the check, and sprayed it with Teresa’s perfume.
There is no way I am taking a dozen rugrats to the buffet, I don’t care if I can feed them for ten bucks.
I found this little roadrunner novelty souvenir at a thrift store a while back.
He’s a cute little guy… just a little roadrunner doll, made in Japan. At least, I hope it’s just a doll. I can’t imagine capturing and going through whatever the taxidermy process is on a baby roadrunner, would be economical.
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I am not sure why this paragraph bothers me, it seems to be grammatically correct, yet it can give the wrong impression at first glance;
” “Doug!” scolded Patty Martin, mother to the park’s unofficial mayor, a French bulldog named Louie, and wife to the head of gastroenterology at Washington Hospital Center. She, too, thought the complainers were being selfish. “
This is from an article about yet another squabble about barking dogs. It’s newsworthy because rich people are involved.Dog Park Divides the Rich and Powerful
We went to the Evergreen State Fair in Monroe on Friday. If you have ever been to the fair, well there you are. Nothing is really different.
As expected, everything was overpriced. (Nine bucks for an elephant ear!! Are they using real elephants??)
We did enjoy visiting the critters and the various judged exhibits. I got a BLT from the everything bacon joint but got my Pepsi elsewhere, because I don’t care for bacon-flavored soda. Fortunately, it was not anywhere near the swine exhibits; and the wind wasn’t blowing that way.
For me, the highlight was the corn on the cob. I wonder if they have some secret farm mom recipe for preparing it? I was tempted to have two!
It was a pleasant day, and we got a great deal on an 8 person Jacuzzi spa. Tall cowboy guy tipped me off.
We saw this alligator at the Reptile Zoo up in Gold Bar, and you can tell by the look on his snout, he is retired. I don’t know if he gets a pension though, or just eats pensioners.
We were shuffling down the Walk of Stars in Hollywood a few days ago, and I came across these;
Mister Rogers and… Sarah Silverman? I love them both, but worlds are colliding here. The only connection I can think of, is they both visit the land of make believe.
A tour guide said there were 2600+ stars on these sidewalks, I don’t know if that includes the blank ones. They install them completely randomly.
Consider the case of C. B. Moore, Optometrist. WHY did he not take the GOLDEN opportunity to hang out his shingle as
C MOORE OPTOMETRIST
“See more with C. Moore”
at the bottom of his calling cards? Did he think it was beneath him?
I was going through some stuff in the garage, and I found this McNeilus garbage truck coloring book.
What happened was, when I was working ordering parts for a Waste Management repair garage, I had recently been laid off from an airplane factory (guess where!)
So when someone needed parts, I would absentmindedly ask, “What airplane is this for?” instead of the truck number. Word got around, and the administrative lady that worked up in the office dug around and found this coloring book to help me remember. (Waste Management people are the best, always improving things and solving problems.)
I never colored in it though. It was to cool to ruin that way, I didn’t have a “Waste Management Green*” crayon, and oh yeah, I’m a grown-ass man.
*They do make “Waste Management Green” spray paint- it’s to cover up graffiti on dumpsters.