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Aside from my very presence here on a Sunday, I’m not going to harangue you about donations or comic cons or any of that folderol. I just want you to enjoy this Arlo & Janis strip from July, 2007.
Bored Talk
By Jimmy Johnson
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77 responses to “Bored Talk”
Mark luck to you on stress test. It is when they can’t tell for sure is when it gets you going. For eight years the VA doctors have been arguing have I had one or not? Several stress tests, 2 echo cardiograms, and they still argue about it. I just entered the MOVE diet and life style change program and try to be good, and hope the other shoe doesn’t drop.
Dickens the Adventure Dog is fascinated by the chickens out on breezeway in the dog carrier. He thinks they are feathered cats perhaps? I let them out and he sniffed their tails and tried to play. He goes out and lays by their cage to keep them company.
We are setting up a big pen that can move around. Right now under a shady oak inside garden walls.
Bikini waxing. Good one.
Eye candy at the gym? Sometimes, mostly employees, more rarely clients [e.g., h.s. or college athletes]. I’ve not lost my interest, but the need has decreased. Mostly I like to meet nice people, and often do.
I may take after Dad. [I know I do.] Walking in NYC in my teens: ‘Son, did you see the legs on that girl?’ Never messed around, but had a good eye. Died at 80, in ’58, on my first duty day at BSC.
Peace,
Not far off. Says 1883 below the painting, ‘Le toilette.’ Colors somewhat warmer here.
http://www.art.com/products/p26079254892-sa-i8044560/pierre-puvis-de-chavan-the-toilette.htm?sOrig=CAT&sOrigID=0&dimVals=5028889-23944&ui=90C848272FC343A3AF8834CFC0419F1E
Peace,
Only eye candy at my gym consists of beef cake or perhaps jerky, young buff guys who may be police officers since city, state and federal and military all get discounts there. Have only seen one female there that would meet that description and believe me, I know. I am totally hetro ofcourse, just a veteran like Ghost at rating.
Know your competition? I have met some nice people however.
Jackie, eye candy is a term covering a wide range. Since beauty, as they say, is in the eye of the beholder. And looks aren’t everything either although they are what gets the first glance. I don’t know whether the guys would like being called beef jerky, since that refers to something dry and stringy!
I still look fit, but it’s only an illusion. I’m not sure if I could run across the street. Speaking of that, it’s raining so hard that I can barely see across the street.
Jerk chicken perhaps?
Old and stringy might be some of the REALLY old seniors who come, they encourage old folks like me to join.
I didn’t recognize my own arm yesterday. Where did that skin come from? It doesn’t belong to me?
We must be having more fun than I. I’ve done nothing but open thousands of tiny seed packets and empty them into plastic seed saver containers for days. Then on Tuesday and Wednesday my new helper and I will fling them with abandon around dirt out in yard or with dirt into the yard.
Perhaps they may germinate as little else has lived anyone has planted. Nothing blooms is not tossed into a little dirt.
God bless us every one and blessings for all in need. Pax te cum.
I hate Hal changing what I type, especially grammar. He is seldom correct.
Frankly I probably speak rather archaic English from those he deals with daily.
Chickens REALLY do go to sleep at dark don’t they? The ones out in dog carrier on breezeway chirped and made noise all day long but it got dark and they are quiet and huddled up.
Going to bed with the chickens but I have to put clean sheets on bed. We are going to use the big dog carriers with straw inside for temporary bed for the hens. Out in garden inside a buffed up dog yard to keep out cats, hawks and other things that eat chickens.
We are going to train chickens to let us pet them. Dickenson has gone to bed too, he stayed awake all day watching chickens faithfully.
Good night all.
Jackie
Wait till you hear them snore (genteelie)
Not caught up –
Found out my best man Ron has pancreatic Cancer – they May have caught it
early enough.
Right now need prayers.
If it has not spread beyond the pancreas, the pancreas can removed I understand. It is also my understanding that this does not happen often. Let’s hope that your friend is one of the lucky ones. Has he received a second opinion?
By sad coincidence, a friend from HS – a brilliant retired nurse and intense church worker – just underwent a brain biopsy today (8/1) as she was told she had a brain cancer last week. I had never heard of brain biopsies, but certainly pray that the result is as good as can be. Waiting can be very hard for all concerned, as several Villagers know.
More lightly, some Villagers were mentioning “degrees of separation” recently. How close need 2 people be to be considered a link in such a chain? In my own case, do I know my ex-students well enough? (Some have been in contact for more than 40 years; I do think I know them sufficiently, but probably not many more.)
How about the clerks in our grocery store? We’ve seen some of them for a decade or more but know, at best, only first names.
Back about 45-50 years ago, I was privileged to meet and chat with [one:one; no one else standing by] the late, great, operatic tenor, Jan Peerce. We spoke for less than 5 minutes, I’d guess. Was that a countable connection? If so, then I’m only 2 degrees from, say, the equally operatic Robert Merrill, who was a buddy of Peerce. Ditto, 2 degrees from the famed conductor Arturo Toscanini, who conducted some operas featuring Peerce. [The famed 50th anniversary performance of “La Boheme” from February 1946 comes to mind.]
Good morning Villagers….
Old Bear, you got them coming your way……..Amen. Keep us posted.
Mark, will be sending positive ‘waves your way this morning….Amen
GR, I’m also sending prayers your way for you and your Mother……Amen
As I’ve said before, my job is not rocket science, my mind just wonders and I think of the people in the Village. I care how one and each are doing….like Miss Charlotte, who we haven’t heard from in awhile…..
Jackie, love the idea of making petting pets of the chickens. Ian has the rooster, Golden Boy, trained and loves to bring him into the packing room. He really shouldn’t do that because of the bio security protocols….but it is fun to see him walk and cluck. He is one big rooster that takes up the entire cage. Had a hen in there with him, but she died….so I just left him in there alone. Didn’t want to take a chance and have him trample another Miss Prissy, besides there are Miss Prissies all around him. When he crows, all the hens cue….I call him my ‘stimulator’ 🙂
Going in early again today….called the Boss yesterday and asked if he was made aware of or was aware of the rod conveyor rusting…again. And he did not….so, ‘Skittles’ was to go in and pressure wash the conveyor and we’re to wipe it down again this morning….hopefully this time when we get it clean, he will have it painted with some rustoleum paint. Then he asked if I had other issues…I opened up the door to some issues I have….he is coming by this morning….I believe in protocol, and I like the Farm Manager, but what we have here is a lack of communication.
ya’ll have a blessed day
Jean…BCN has gone daily…check it out
GR 😉 thanks, and this is the best I could come up with….you want ‘babes? You got it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OvxAmH7e7Q8
…every day is a Monday for me 🙂
http://cheezburger.com/8966399232
We rise to more thunderstorms this morning. We just had the driveway cleaned last week and clay is washing across it. I can’t do anything about it until it stops raining.
Yep, me.
Good morning all, got a call from nice guy in New York about my boat trailer, sound asleep and slid off bed on slick new sheets I had put on bed last night. Bet they don’t have any TV commercials of old ladies in racer back short gowns on floor. “Help, I’ve fallen and I can’t get up.”
Fought valiantly for my footing and managed to push body backwards onto bed.
Many of the worst accidents happen in bed. You see the results all around us daily.
GM Debbe
Thanks for Prayers
Ron has several people practicing on him. It may be early enough
that chemo will suffice – leave that to the “Experts”.
MBH and his BH are meeting tonight at casino. So more news to follow.
May the Force of all the pray in His name (no mater what name) be with us.
Debbe
how did you get a picture of our Petunia?