Saturday, November 15, 2008

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Do You Have Gaps In Your Knowledge?

My friend from Nashburg, Dr. Sardonicus (and his twelve dreams) came up with this cool brain power exercise.

Do You Have Gaps In Your Knowledge?

Do You Have Gaps in Your Knowledge?

There Are 0 Gaps in Your Knowledge

Where you have gaps in your knowledge:

No Gaps!

Where you don't have gaps in your knowledge:

Aint too bad for a farm boy, huh?

DoN't HAte mE

About the video: That song has been stuck in my head since last week, so you're welcome for sharing my torture with you. I'm passing it on to you because it's haunting me and will probably kill me in seven days. It's the Scanners movie all over again,

Down Time

I haven't blogged in a while. I am knee deep into a top secret project. It is taking a great deal of my time.

I made a presentation yesterday in Davenport and it went very well. While there, I saw my Aunt Jane again and she said no one has come to visit her since I saw her the last part of September. If that happens to me, shoot me so full of morphine that I'll be swimming in the stuff. Watch TV and eat. That's about all she does. Cryin shame.

It's budget time. I haven't done this in a while. Ought to be interesting to see what 2009 brings.

Can it be 2009? 1979 was thirty years ago? How can this be? Time marches on and slows for no one.

Here's a band you have never heard of. Fronted by Marty Balin in 1973, they released one (1) album and then disappeared. Very interesting, it sounds like a cross between Jefferson Starship and the Grateful Dead. Apparently, this was done during a drunken weekend and while Marty Balin was in between Starship stints. "Driftin" is a fine tune and the one I heard on late night radio. There are a couple more really interesting songs and done in a very laid back, relaxed atmosphere. Bodacious D. F. is the name of the one time one shot band.

How low will the stock market go and how much money will I lose in my holdings this year? I am a man of meager stature, thrifty and frugal. I do not have a car payment and I do not live beyond my means. Yet, lately, when I open my envelopes from Fidelity, The Hartford...etc, I lose money and a lot of it. That being said..where's MY bailout?

I have been a Dave Mason fan since 1970. A HUGE fan since about 1972. This new album of his sounds refreshed and Dave actually hungry to break new ground. There are songs on this release that sound nothing like him . There is one kinda weird song about him falling in love with a very young girl and there is one that sounds like Justin Timberlake could have recorded it. I am not sure whether that is a good thing or not. Dave sounds different and at this stage of his career, that may not be a bad thing. A FULL review will follow this weekend.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

And That's How The Fight Got Started

1: When I got home last night, my wife demanded that I take
her someplace, I took her to a gas
station..... and that's how the fight started....

2: I tried to talk my wife into buying a case of Miller
Light for $14.95.. Instead, she bought a jar of cold cream
for $7.95. I told her the beer would make her look better at
night than the cold cream. And that's how the fight

3: 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
that's how the fight started.....

4: My wife and I were sitting at a table at my high 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 God!'
says my wife, 'Who would think a person could go on
celebrating that long?'
And that's how the fight started.....

5: 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 that's how the fight started.....

6: I took my wife to a restaurant. The waiter, for some
reason, took my order first. 'I'll have the strip
steak, medium rare, please.' He said, 'Aren't
you worried about the mad cow?' 'Nah, she can order
for herself.' And that's how the fight started.....


...we'll always be brothers in arms...."

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