Consider
this - “No
Man, While
Washing Dishes, Has EVER Been
Killed By His Wife.”
Herr Fritz
Only two defining forces
have ever offered to die for you Jesus Christ and the American GI One
died for your soul, the other for your freedom. You might want to
pass this on... as many seem to forget both of them.
Hi all. Tuesday again. Two
days to the 4th of July. Do you have plans? A picnic? Fireworks?
Boating? Swimming? Hiking? Travel? Barbeque? Great! I hope you all
have a great time and celebrate our Independence and pledge to insure
it continues. What am I doing? Uh, well, nap, grilling, walking
w/Kinnick, lunch and afternoon with Debby, the younger, and her
“boys”. It will be a great time. Fireworks? Don't know. Cedar
Rapids has a “Freedom Festival” 2 week-long celebration. It
concludes the evening of the 4th with fireworks downtown. It is
really a big time – around 100,000 people sometimes. The down side
is you have to get downtown by 5:00 pm to get a viewing spot for the
9:30 pm fireworks. We always went religiously but the last few years
we have opted out. I think it is the hassle thing but the fireworks
are fantastic. They are timed with music and are quite spectacular.
This past week has been
just down right boring. I may have mentioned that I really tweaked my
knee. I couldn't get an Orth appointment for 2 weeks so went to my
friendly family doctor who promptly didn't know what the problem was
but did prescribe anti-inflammatory meds. They don't really stop the
pain just dull it a bit. I did leave a “first available”
appointment in case there is a cancellation. I kind of harassed the
gal on the phone because I was in pain. As luck would have it, I
can't find the piece of paper that I scribbled the actual appointment
date and time on. I am now going to have to call again with a big
bite of humble pie in my mouth to find out when it is. This happens
to me from time to time. It is “mouthb4brain” syndrome. It isn't
hereditary and I blame it on the Vietnam War but the VA doesn't
recognize it as a war related injury. I am a lot better but every
once in a while, I slip up like this time. I keep reminding myself
that this is what 67 years old is all about – One bum joint after
another and one mouth ahead of the brain.
Hey, Drivellers, Barney
here. I just wanted to jump in for a minute. Grandpa is struggling
with what to write about at the moment. I just wanted to share with
you that Max, my little adopted brother pug, was caught sun bathing
on the patio the other day. The idiot can't take a hint though. I
sunbathe on the back stoop all the time and there is certain pose
that really works well. Does Max understand this? Shoot, no. Instead
of the stoop, he lays out on the concrete patio; in the middle of it.
It is the typical down position where the belly is flat on the
concrete. He can't get it through his thick skull that the concrete
is HOT and will burn his soft underbelly. I just can't understand his
thinking. What an idiot.
Thanks Barney for jumping
in for a second. As you can imagine, I get helpful emails quite often
from my loyal readers. I greatly appreciate their contributions.
Unfortunately, I get so many; I can't include everyone's suggestions.
Our Old Geezer's Gardening
Goofs have quite a garden going at church. It even “apparently”
is equipped with security camera surveillance now. In the past, we
have had a problem with people helping themselves at night. Anyway,
we are helping sponsor a kids program with Hy-Vee and Cleveland
Connection kids. They have a very nice garden going. It seems to be
quite successful.
I would like to share news
with you about the antics at the gym but I haven't been there for 3
weeks. Hard to work out when you have tendinitis in the shoulder and
something in your knee. I can't go anyway until I get my “running
shoes” fixed. I accidentally wore them out into the doggie
exercise yard and you guessed it – stepped in some doggie dodo. I
haven't cleaned it off yet. I was hoping it would firm up a bit and
just kind of fall off. That doesn't seem to be happening. The
positive thing is I didn't track it in on our new carpet. Pretty
cool, eh?
My current wife, Sue, is
diligently attending Silver Sneakers class. She brings home bits of
gossip once in a while but those aren't fit for a blog like this. It
seems as everyone is still sneaking with their silver tennies.
Here is a little joke sent
to me that you might enjoy. You see there were two bears were sitting
at the side of the Potomac River near the White House. (Let me know
if you have heard already).
The smaller bear turned to
the bigger one and said, “I can't understand how you can be so much
bigger than me. We're the same age; we were the same size as cubs. I
just don't get it.” “Well,” said the big Bear, “what have you
been eating?” “Politicians, same as you,” replied the small
Bear. “Hmm. Well, where do you catch them?” “Down near the
parking lot by the Congressional Buildings.” “Same here. Hmm. How
do you catch them?” “Well, I hide under one of their Lexus cars
and wait for one to unlock the car door. Then I jump out, grab them
by the leg, shake the shit out of them and eat 'em!” “Ah!” says
the big Bear, “I think I see your problem. You're not getting any
real nourishment. See, by the time you finish shaking the shit out of
a Politician, there's nothing left but an asshole and a briefcase.”
I am hoping you got a chuckle from that.
In case you didn't chuckle,
try these on for size. We have all seen lists of one kind or another
but this one is hilarious church bulletin bloopers. See if you can
relate to any of these.
Notice: The Scouts
are saving aluminum cans, bottles and other items to be recycled.
Proceeds will be used to cripple children.
Next Sunday is the
pancake breakfast. The pastor would appreciate it if the ladies of
the congregation would lend him their electric girdles to make
pancakes with. Thanks.
Cancellation: The
peacemaking meeting scheduled for today has been canceled due to a
conflict.
Singing in the
Park: This evening at 7 pm there will be a hymn singing in the park
across from the church. Bring a blanket and come prepared to sin.
Okay, enough is enough. I
get it. My French Roast buzz is fading anyway. My editing team is
getting a little edgy so off I go hoping today is at least as boring
as yesterday. Remember it takes fewer muscles to smile than frown.
“Life” is a gift to you. The way you live your life is your gift
to those who come after. Make it a fantastic one. Until we meet again
– TA!
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