Good morning my friends! My long days are over … for now. Now it’s time to get back on track. It just took me 2 1/2 hours to just get caught up on emails! Crazy, right?
12 to 14 hour shifts on Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. I can’t go deeply into what we did, since it was an exercise, but suffice to say that it was interesting stuff.
Then yesterday, Monday, my Grandson, went to court to have his name legally changed to his step-father’s (my son’s…the whelpling’s) last name. He waited until he was over the age of 18 because he’s blood father wouldn’t have agreed, by my son has been raising him as his own now for many, many years and he wanted to do this. He asked me to be in court with him, so I left work early to be there.
We all cried.
It was a great day.
My dear daughter-in-law does a lot with vinal art work and made me a special t-shirt.
Is that not awesome? I think I’m going to ask her for something similar for the back of the trike.
So, several of you have written to me in support of my depression and I deeply and humbly appreciate not only your support, but your love and caring. As I may have mentioned, it comes and goes. Right now, today, as I’m writing this, I’m not doing too bad. That might have to do with the fact that I’m taking today and tomorrow, Tuesday and Wednesday, off. I’ve already worked well past the hours I’m supposed to work and I have to work this coming Saturday as well. So, I’m going to be stacking up some Credit Time too.
But, like I said, I am doing better right now, so let’s run with that, shall we? Kenn, Leah, and all the others who wrote to me individually, thank you so very much! And now…
One of the greatest No Parking Signs I’ve EVER seen!
Please raise your hand if you don’t get this one so the rest of us old guys can make fun of you.
That is such a weird video. I think she was just going to the woods to scream and let off some steam or frustration (been there, done that) and she frightened some pervert or killer or rapist or something.
Okay, on second, frame by frame review, this poor guy is taking a dump in the woods and she scares the … well … let’s say, daylights out of him. You can just barely see that he has a roll of toilet paper in his hands. That makes it SO MUCH MORE funny.
What an awesome job of carving someone did with that! I’m so impressed!
Shameezel, Shamazel!
“Words To Live By”
Having a bad day? Well, better you than me.
If you cant beat ’em, well then you’re just not trying hard enough, slacker.
Ever notice how people who tell you to calm down are the ones that got you mad in the first place?
Happiness is where you find it. Perhaps you should look someplace else.
Start each day off on the right foot, unless you kick better with your left.
I make it a policy to never take work home with me…unless office supplies count.
If not for stress, I’d have no energy at all.
Women don’t need the remote control…we have the actual control.
Give a man a fish, and he’ll eat for a day. Teach a man to fish, and the old buzzard won’t be hanging around, underfoot, all weekend.
I’d eat more fruits and vegetables if they tasted more like microwaved burritos.
Get it?! GET IT!?
I don’t normally post the entire article, but this crappy website has it so broken up that I’m going to try to piece it together here…
The mother of a middle school student in New York is taking legal action after her son was allegedly disciplined for saying that there are two genders.
According to a complaint filed in the U.S. District Court for the Western District of New York on Friday, “A.B.,” a middle school student at East Aurora Middle School, was suspended by the school for five days in March and was told that part of the reason for the suspension was because he expressed his belief there were only two genders.
The court filing, which does not identify the mother or student, states that A.B. made this comment in November, but no disciplinary action was taken against him at the time. However, the complaint says A.B. was given a disciplinary notice in March that “vaguely” accused him of “violent conduct” and his prior statement about gender was cited as “part of the rationale for his punishment.”
A.B. did not disrupt school activities or target any specific individual with his gender remark, the filing claims.
According to the complaint, A.B. was charged with violating the student code of conduct, which prohibits speech that “demeans” or “denigrates” others “if it presents a reasonable foreseeable risk of disruption.”
“The Defendants’ claim that A.B.’s words constituted ‘violence’ was a pretext to justify retaliation against him for expressing a viewpoint that school officials disfavored,” the complaint states.
The school and district are accused in the lawsuit of retaliating against the student’s First Amendment rights and violating his right to equal protection under the 14th Amendment.
The complaint claims that school officials were “motivated by a desire to retaliate” against the student’s comment, months after he expressed his views, because President Donald Trump signed an executive order in January recognizing “two sexes, male and female.”
“So here you’ve got an educational institution that still wants to charge a kid for saying what the President of the United States has now said is the official government policy of the United States,” the mother’s lawyer, R. Anthony Rupp III, told Buffalo News.
Rupp said in the same report that the district is seeking a longer suspension for the student’s gender comment and two other comments the student made, which are not mentioned in the lawsuit.
The mother’s legal team is seeking compensatory damages, punitive damages, attorneys’ fees and for the school officials to expunge any disciplinary record related to A.B.’s protected speech.
Okay, that’s most of it, I think. You get the gest of it, at any rate. And that’s crazy. Pure, unadulterated nutso! I hope those parents sue their butts off, if for no other reason then to spread the word far and wide.
I want it noticed, that the dragon is making no comments about the last meme.
Very impressive!
True Story!
Again, this is truth. I can show it to you in the law books.
Amen! Why is it that in an awful situation, prayer is always the last place we go? How many times have we heard, “Well, all we can do now is pray.” Have we ever thought that had we been going to the Lord in prayer first and every day, we wouldn’t have gotten to the point where we would be that “all we can do now is pray”?
What Doctors Say & What They Really Mean
“Let’s see how it develops.”
– Maybe in a few days it will grow into something that can be cured.
“Let me schedule you for some tests.”
– I have a forty percent interest in the lab.
“I’d like to have my associate look at you.”
– He’s going through a messy divorce and owes me a bundle.
“I’d like to prescribe a new drug.”
– I’m writing a paper and would like to use you for a guinea pig.
“If it doesn’t clear up in a week, give me a call.”
– I don’t know what it is. Maybe it will go away by itself.
“That’s quite a nasty looking wound.”
– I think I’m going to throw up.
“This may smart a little.”
– Last week two patients bit off their tongues.
“Well, we’re not feeling so well today, are we…?”
– I’m stalling for time. Who are you and why are you here?
“This should fix you up.”
– The drug company slipped me some big bucks to prescribe this stuff.
“Everything seems to be normal.”
– Rats! I guess I can’t buy that new beach condo after all.
“I’d like to run some more tests.”
– I can’t figure out what’s wrong. Maybe the kid in the lab can solve this one.
“Do you suppose all this stress could be affecting your nerves?”
– You’re crazier’n an outhouse rat. Now, if I can only find a shrink who’ll split the fees with me…
“There is a lot of that going around.”
– My God, that’s the third one this week. I’d better learn something about this.
“If the symptoms persist, call for an appointment.”
– I’ve never heard of anything so disgusting. Thank goodness I’m off next week.
One of the British national daily newspapers is asking readers “What does it mean to be British?”
Some of the emails are hilarious but this is one from a chap in Switzerland is probably the best so far.
Being British is about driving in a German car to an Irish pub for a Belgian beer, and then travelling home, grabbing an Indian curry or a Turkish kebab on the way, to sit on Swedish furniture and watch American shows on a Japanese TV.
And the most British thing of all?
Suspicion of anything foreign
Now THAT one is really subtle…
This one has been run so many different times in so many different places that I’m just going to show you the answer right here.
Everybody guessed that one, right?
And next is one of my favorite pictures of all time!!
This next one is SO good!
A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8-year-olds, “What does love mean?”
The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined.
See what you think:
“When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.”
Rebecca – age 8
“When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth.”
Billy – age 4
“Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.”
Karl – age 5
“Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.” Chrissy – age 6
“Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.”
Terri – age 4
“Love is when my Mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.”
Danny – age 7
“Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.”
Bobby – age 5
“If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend whom you hate.”
Nikka – age 6
“There are two kinds of love. Our love. God’s love. But God makes both kinds of them.”
Jenny – age 4
“Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.”
Noelle – age 7
“Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.”
Tommy – age 6
“My Mommy loves me more than anybody. You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.”
Clare – Age 5
“Love is when Mommy gives daddy the best piece of chicken.”
Elaine – age 5
“Love is when Mommy sees daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.”
Chris – age 8
“Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.”
Mary Ann – age 4
“I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.”
Lauren – age 4
“I let my big sister pick on me because my Mom says she only picks on me because she loves me. So I pick on my baby sister because I love her.”
Bethany – age 4
“When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.”
Karen – age 7
“Love is when Mommy sees daddy on the toilet and she doesn’t think it’s gross.”
Mark – age 6
“You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.”
Jessica – age 8
This one cracked me up! What a PERFECT way to win an argument!
I gotta tell ya … if for no other reason then to find out where this story goes, I GOTTA … I HAVE GOT TO get in!!!
Now, at the risk of ticking a lot of people off, I, personally, have SERIOUS doubts as to whether that particular individual is even there. I believe there is a very strong possibility he may be in a much warmer spot. Now, none of us know another person’s heart, but some of the things he has said have been very unchristian and very unbiblical.
Cassie was a really good mom. When her children were growing up, her one son gave her more “stop and count to 10” periods.
Once, after her small son fell into the pond and came home with his good school clothes dripping wet, the exasperated Cassie sent him to his room while she washed and dried his clothes.
A little later, Cassie heard a commotion in the back yard. She called out “Are you out there wetting your pants again!?”
There was dead silence for a moment. Then a deep, masculine voice answered meekly, “No, ma’am, I’m just reading the meter.”
I know, right.
My Innocence Has Been Obliterated After Learning These Extremely Terrible, Disturbing, And Horrifying Things
And that’s it for now. I hope you had as much fun reading this one as I did putting it together. May you be blessed with love and happiness in all that you do.
Dragon Laffs 