Danger!
Spooning
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
I found a company which thinks like me, Old Glory Tees. I ordered several of their tee shirts.
- PETA
- Guns Don't Kill People... I do
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Another Problem Solved
What’s the big deal about “Greenhouse gases?” Plants live in greenhouses and plants “inhale” CO2 and “exhale” oxygen – you’d think that would be a good thing.
But, if there’s this big deal problem with greenhouse gases, wouldn’t the simple solution be to seal greenhouses better? A little weather-strip would go a long way in preventing these “gases” from getting out of the greenhouses.
Seems simple to me……
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Bad Ad
There's an ad for "Free Credit Report Dot Com."
The guy is singing about how he married his dream girl only to find out she has bad credit.
First off, he and his buddies are playing music while his (hot) wife is doing housework - laundry. Shouldn't he, at least, get himself and his friends out of her way, if not offer to help her?
But the worst is at the end: If he had known his "dream girl" had bad credit, he'd be a bachelor, living in the suburbs with a dog and a yard. Isn't there something a little twisted about that?
The guy is singing about how he married his dream girl only to find out she has bad credit.
First off, he and his buddies are playing music while his (hot) wife is doing housework - laundry. Shouldn't he, at least, get himself and his friends out of her way, if not offer to help her?
But the worst is at the end: If he had known his "dream girl" had bad credit, he'd be a bachelor, living in the suburbs with a dog and a yard. Isn't there something a little twisted about that?
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
My Baby
A woman who is a "regular" came into Snapper's carrying a little puppy, "This is my baby."
I have this little devil that sits on my shoulder. I listen to him way too often and this was one of those times. "Are you breast feeding?"
Later, she came over to me. "You don't like little dogs, do you?"
"Untrue," I said (That little devil was still on my shoulder), I love'em. Especially on the grill."
I have this little devil that sits on my shoulder. I listen to him way too often and this was one of those times. "Are you breast feeding?"
Later, she came over to me. "You don't like little dogs, do you?"
"Untrue," I said (That little devil was still on my shoulder), I love'em. Especially on the grill."
Monday, June 22, 2009
My Friend & Younger Women
My friend has a girlfriend our age. He is happy with her and can't understand why I don't want a woman our age. "She cooks for me. She cleans. She does the laundry. She takes care of me." Several times, I've almost said, "That sounds like a mother to me." Instead, I just tell him, "That's fine - for you. But that's not what I want."
He's also blown it for me a few times. He'll start talking about, "In our day...." or he'll complain that the music is "just noise." Just what I need when I'm trying to convince a sweet young thing that she needs and wants an older guy. I swear, sometimes he sounds like someones grandfather - Uh, oh, that's right, he is.
My favorite, though, was one night when we were in Snapper's - four of us. He was with his girlfriend and I was with a very hot 31 year old chick. He was belting down scotch and beer. The woman I was with went to the Ladies room. My friend, being a bit drunk, leaned in front of his girlfriend and said, "Hey, Bill, I gotta hand it to you. I always heard there were younger women who like older men, but I can never find one." After that his girlfriend became icy silent.
Sometimes he can be silent when I'm hitting on a hot chick. One night the chick I was hitting on was a bit conceited. She went to the ladies room. She was hot and every guy in the place looked at her as she went and came back. She said to me, "Every guy in the place wants to f$%# me." I said, "I don't." My friend about choked on his beer but he kept silent. She looked at me, "You don't?" I replied, "No, I want to make love to you." That was the "gotcha" line!
He's also blown it for me a few times. He'll start talking about, "In our day...." or he'll complain that the music is "just noise." Just what I need when I'm trying to convince a sweet young thing that she needs and wants an older guy. I swear, sometimes he sounds like someones grandfather - Uh, oh, that's right, he is.
My favorite, though, was one night when we were in Snapper's - four of us. He was with his girlfriend and I was with a very hot 31 year old chick. He was belting down scotch and beer. The woman I was with went to the Ladies room. My friend, being a bit drunk, leaned in front of his girlfriend and said, "Hey, Bill, I gotta hand it to you. I always heard there were younger women who like older men, but I can never find one." After that his girlfriend became icy silent.
Sometimes he can be silent when I'm hitting on a hot chick. One night the chick I was hitting on was a bit conceited. She went to the ladies room. She was hot and every guy in the place looked at her as she went and came back. She said to me, "Every guy in the place wants to f$%# me." I said, "I don't." My friend about choked on his beer but he kept silent. She looked at me, "You don't?" I replied, "No, I want to make love to you." That was the "gotcha" line!
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Gold!
TV commercial with Gordon Liddy. He over emphasizes "GOLD!" every time he says it. "Some analysts say GOLD! will reach $1500."
It made me wonder though: How much GOLD! is buried in graves? Could it be that there's more GOLD! in a large cemetery than the value of the money in a bank? How high does the value of GOLD! have to go before there's grave robbing?
How quiet can you make a backhoe?
But then, who would really know if an undertaker removed all the GOLD! (and other valuables) from the "Dearly Departed" before burial?
It made me wonder though: How much GOLD! is buried in graves? Could it be that there's more GOLD! in a large cemetery than the value of the money in a bank? How high does the value of GOLD! have to go before there's grave robbing?
How quiet can you make a backhoe?
But then, who would really know if an undertaker removed all the GOLD! (and other valuables) from the "Dearly Departed" before burial?
Places
I don't go to very many places in Kingston - just a chosen few.
I go to Keegan Ales on St James Street. That used to be the Ulster Foundry & Machine Corp. My father spent most of his working life there. I think he'd be pleased that it's now a brew pub and the bar is where the office used to be. They still have the huge crane that runs along on a set of beams above the machine shop (now brew room). The old push button control unit hangs outside the restrooms and still has tape that my father put on it. The bar foot rail is sections of the track that was used for the carts of iron. It's a good place to take a woman for a few drinks.
I also go to Snapper Magee's on N. Front Street. When I started going there it was named "The Handlebar." It later became "The Bluejay Way." Now, as Snapper's, it is a unique little dive bar. You can meet just about any type of person there, from businessmen and former cops to goths and transvestites - and everyone gets along.
My favorite female bartender works there on Tuesdays and Wednesdays 12-8 and Fridays and Saturdays from 8 to close. Bekkey is one of a kind. She's a caring and trusting type person who has been taken advantage of numerous times but still has not lost her faith in the goodness of people. She still has dreams and thinks they'll come true. Bekkey is about 28, but she has, a few times, been my "big sister," giving me advice. But it's a 2-way street. She comes to me whenever she needs computer advice.
I had the best "shoot down" of my life at Snapper's. A hot chick came in and sat next to me. I said, "Damn you're hot. Where have you been all my life?" I find the old lines work because they've never heard them. But, in this case, she had a quick response. She looked at me and with a slight smile said, "For most of it I wasn't born yet." Rat-at-tat-tat! Crash and burn!
Once in a while I'll go to Valerie's on Foxhall Ave and to Roudigan's Steak House.
I go to Keegan Ales on St James Street. That used to be the Ulster Foundry & Machine Corp. My father spent most of his working life there. I think he'd be pleased that it's now a brew pub and the bar is where the office used to be. They still have the huge crane that runs along on a set of beams above the machine shop (now brew room). The old push button control unit hangs outside the restrooms and still has tape that my father put on it. The bar foot rail is sections of the track that was used for the carts of iron. It's a good place to take a woman for a few drinks.
I also go to Snapper Magee's on N. Front Street. When I started going there it was named "The Handlebar." It later became "The Bluejay Way." Now, as Snapper's, it is a unique little dive bar. You can meet just about any type of person there, from businessmen and former cops to goths and transvestites - and everyone gets along.
My favorite female bartender works there on Tuesdays and Wednesdays 12-8 and Fridays and Saturdays from 8 to close. Bekkey is one of a kind. She's a caring and trusting type person who has been taken advantage of numerous times but still has not lost her faith in the goodness of people. She still has dreams and thinks they'll come true. Bekkey is about 28, but she has, a few times, been my "big sister," giving me advice. But it's a 2-way street. She comes to me whenever she needs computer advice.
I had the best "shoot down" of my life at Snapper's. A hot chick came in and sat next to me. I said, "Damn you're hot. Where have you been all my life?" I find the old lines work because they've never heard them. But, in this case, she had a quick response. She looked at me and with a slight smile said, "For most of it I wasn't born yet." Rat-at-tat-tat! Crash and burn!
Once in a while I'll go to Valerie's on Foxhall Ave and to Roudigan's Steak House.
Rain
I think the talking heads said we've had just 3 days this month without rain.
I don't think the temperature has been above 70 degrees, but it sure has been muggy.
There's always a bit of "silver lining" - the ground is so saturated that I can't run the mower. I hate yard work.
In fact, I hate mowing so much that I considered buying a ride on mower - one of those 50 inch wide jobs. Hell, with that I could make two trips over my front yard and I'd be done. Brrrrmmmm! 30 feet, turn around and move to the left. Brrrrmmm! 30 feet, done. It would take, maybe, a minute. The back yard would take about 2 minutes.
Instead, I put an ad on Craig's List. I was amazed! I got about 20 responses. I hired a kid. He showed up - once. The other responses? They were all supposed to call me back, or some other thing. None of them followed through. Pretty simple to see why they're unemployed.
I don't think the temperature has been above 70 degrees, but it sure has been muggy.
There's always a bit of "silver lining" - the ground is so saturated that I can't run the mower. I hate yard work.
In fact, I hate mowing so much that I considered buying a ride on mower - one of those 50 inch wide jobs. Hell, with that I could make two trips over my front yard and I'd be done. Brrrrmmmm! 30 feet, turn around and move to the left. Brrrrmmm! 30 feet, done. It would take, maybe, a minute. The back yard would take about 2 minutes.
Instead, I put an ad on Craig's List. I was amazed! I got about 20 responses. I hired a kid. He showed up - once. The other responses? They were all supposed to call me back, or some other thing. None of them followed through. Pretty simple to see why they're unemployed.
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