I’m sorry I missed updating yesterday. I’m trying to do better about that. Actually, I was away from my lair yesterday and am again today, but Gene and Ruth resume their 1996 conversation. To be a stickler about it, it is their second conversation, and Gene’s confidence grows. However, I am going to interrupt our own conversation about adult Gene and the other coast people—and the boat—for at least a day. Thank you for coming by!
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That ‘Damn’ reminds me of an article posted in Anu Garg’s AWAD Mail.
Search: AWADmail Issue 719 , then click on
A Lexicographer Explains the Sneaky Agenda Behind Trump’s Dirty Mouth
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I made a quick trip Friday night to Fort Wayne for my Uncle’s visitation and funeral. After paying our respects, we stayed at my sister’s place and visited with her, her husband and my brother and his wife. After the funeral, we decided not to go to the cemetery, as we needed to get back home for an event that we rescheduled as did my brother-in-law. Usually the church and family sponsor a light lunch, but this time that they didn’t. So the six of us at at local restaurant. Some of the others might have been a bit miffed, but there is a graduation next month that we all plan to be at, so all is well.
http://www.astronomy.com/news/2016/04/supernova-showed-earth-with-radioactive-debris
emb, are these the two links you wanted here?
Well, something, made the sky and telescope article disappear. I will try an alternative story: http://www.universetoday.com/128126/moon-occults-vesta-aldebaran/
Today is the eighth anniversary of the infamous cartoon that is perhaps the most “spicy” of Jimmy’s portrayals of the Arlo and Janis relationship. Enjoy, again.
http://www.gocomics.com/arloandjanis/2008/04/10
Couple of House [English] Sparrows scolding eagle, Decorah North nest. emb
It won’t accept that URL. Search: Decorah eagle nest North .
Mark: Thanks; different articles, same topics. Peace,
How did she get out? I can tell she was one from her expression and stance. Did they saw off?
By the way, Walmart was selling plush covered handcuffs at Valentine’s and I think Dollar General did too, boxed sets. Not so racy when it’s that mainstream.
But I must admit to never trying that. I am just boring and conservative old lady who never did rash things.
But when Texas state police had to arrest me in front of 400 Mexicans in the driver’s license office they did have to cuff me on warrant. But they apologized profusely and wouldn’t actually book me. I sat around translating to the 400 arrested Mexicans that they were being sent back to Mexico as illegals.
They really hated to let me go when Mike finally claimed me.
Yes, Jackie, much has changed in the past eight years.
From the expression on Janis’s face, I suspect the answer to “How did she get out?” was “Arlo called first responders”. If so, she’s not only a legend at the landfill, she’s a legend at the fire station as well.
So, one other experience you’ve had that I haven’t…being arrested.
One suggestion occurs to me. Attach the cuff key to the cuffs with a bit of string long enough to reach the keyhole without having to untie it. Because the next problem would be finding something with which to cut the string when you can’t untie the knot. And no, never tried cuffs either. Never arrested, but detained by Shore Patrol in case of mistaken identity.
My arrest lay at fault of my late husband but I can claim that, as he is late. It was for a tag violation on plates that escalated into a warrant when I forgot the warning issued. I did get new plates, I forgot to send proof or whatever.
Lots of flood waters of life between the warning and the arrest. In my defense I looked so upscale and elegant and clean records that troopers thought it was someone else who’d been driving my vehicle and tried not to arrest me. I paid a huge fine and never got booked.
Still a lot of blame was due my husband, not unlike Arlo. I don’t dwell on past unless I can laugh at myself.
Oh, that vehicle burned up literally on freeway in that gap and that was husband’s fault too. He took both our vehicles to a quick oil change place and both caught on fire and burned on same day, no insurance. So I can be forgiven forgetting about the dang tag.
Tom Holt is a master of this:
Paraprosdokians are figures of speech in which the latter part of a sentence or phrase is surprising or unexpected and is frequently humorous.
1. Where there’s a will, I want to be in it.
More to follow.
This is good advice for some people – fortunately I did not have the problem.
http://www.gocomics.com/nonsequitur
oh. that is for April 10 2016
3. Since light travels faster than sound, some people appear bright until you hear them speak.
Mark, lots of six foot five inch guys that looked like you wandering around when you were in the Navy, were there? 🙂
Coincidentally, I renewed my car tag last week. So don’t have to worry about getting ticketed/arrested for another year, I suppose. One reason I try to avoid getting arrested is that it would get a bit ridiculous when they started disarming me.
Thought for the Day: In the military, I learned one should never criticize one’s boss until one walks a mile in his shoes. That way, when he gets mad, you’re a mile away, and you have his shoes.
So, Ghost about the handcuffs? You were first responder, right?
Forgot to say the mysterious men wanting to befriend me now includes Air Force but still mainly oil patch. I do think I got some Army and Navy ones earlier. I just delete them but it is interesting and photos seem professionally staged and photographed.
I am doing laundry and need to head to Tulsa in a short while, what a glamorous life. Some of my clothes got stained, gasp! Building boats, not coming clean.
All this talk of arrests and handcuffs bring back memories of this little song, https://youtu.be/GwdpXvUjF-o
Ghost, nope. Just had the bad luck to be seen getting out of a taxi from which a pickpocket had just been driven away from the base’s enlisted club. I started to get into the cab and was told by the driver to take another cab. I got back out just as the Shore Patrol truck arrived, so I must be the guilty party. Was loaded into the back of the truck, driven back to the enlisted men’s club and presented to the club manager and the victim. The victim took one look and said “No, that’s not him. The one that stole my wallet was much shorter and had blond hair”. (mine’s brown). I was cut loose but not offered a ride back to the front gate where they picked me up. Yokosuka was a big base and I decided not to waste more money on cab fare going back so I stayed where I was for a while.
I once looked out of the second floor dayroom window of my military living quarters and saw a local kid come out of a ground floor door, stash something in the shrubbery, and re-enter. I grabbed a buddy and we went down and out another door and were waiting for him when he came out again. He almost swallowed one of the rolls of toilet tissue he was carrying when I braced him. (Apparently he was stocking up on paper products and cleaning stuff and got our Air Force base confused with a five-and-dime store.) I had already told another guy to call the Security Police, and we held him until they arrived. (The kid kept trying to reach into his pants pocket for something; I was wearing jump boots, and I told him to stop doing that if he wanted to ever be able to have children.)
The SP’s took him into custody, and took my buddy and me to their station to file witness reports. The desk sergeant gave us forms and told us to write down everything we had observed. When I gave it back to him, he said, “@%#*, what’s all this?” (I had written three single-spaced pages, and I guess he was used to witnesses who could put everything they remembered into three sentences.)
“You told me to write down everything I observed,” I reminded him.
At least they gave us a ride back to our quarters.
There’s an old saying: “Don’t mess with an old man; he doesn’t have time to fight you, so he’ll just take you out the quickest way possible.”
http://www.wral.com/vietnam-vet-foils-waffle-house-robbery-with-cane/15629326/