

Well, it’s Friday.
And I plan on sleeping in tomorrow morning.
That will probably amount to lying in about 20 minutes longer than I usually do, but maybe I’ll surprise myself tomorrow. Other than that, I’ve got nothing new to report, so how about we just jump into the fun stuff.









After a diner had finished his meal at a restaurant, the waiter brought him the bill, which read,
Omelete: $2.00
Tea: $.50
Take this back,” the diner said, “And rewrite it as omelette with two T’s.” The waiter obliges, as he takes the bill and leaves. A few moments later, he returns with a new bill, reading:
Omelete: $2.00
2 teas: $1.00











A diner at a restaurant is becoming very impatient with his slow waiter. “Excuse me,” he says to the waiter as he passes by. “Have you been to the zoo?” “Why no,” the waiter replies. “Well, you might enjoy it,” the diner replies. “You’d get a real charge out of watching the sloths dash around.”

Nice!


There is a LOT of belief there…



I want one, I WANT one, I WANT ONE! That is WAY cool! Wonderful job to whomever made that!


I’m learning this one…very…slowly.

For his birthday, Little Johnny’s parents gave him a bowl of goldfish. His mother carefully explains to him how much responsibility comes with owning a pet and tells him to make sure he remembers to give the fish the care they need every day.
Johnny is responsible with the fish for about one week, after which he begins forgetting to look after them, leaving his parents to feed the fish and clean the tank.
After a couple of days, Johnny’s mom and dad bring the issue up to him. “Now Johnny,” says his mother. “You have to be more responsible.”
“Do you know how many times those fish would have died if we hadn’t been there?” his father adds.
“Uhm, I don’t know,” Johnny replies. “Once?”


Also Indiana…especially lately.

That has got to be the ugliest tree I’ve ever seen.




That is actually a great thought.

That is an AWESOME idea!

Teacher: “I have went. That’s wrong, isn’t it?”
Little Johnny: “Yes ma’am.”
Teacher: “Why is it wrong?”
Little Johnny: “Because you ain’t went yet.”


Okay…then what is it? These pictures always annoy me. I’m flying along, minding my own business and I think, sure, I’ll fly down, get a nice drink in that lake down there, and I end up in someone’s optical illusion!






There should be an asterisk at the end of that with a footnote that says: *see Government work.

I am trying to convince my dad to get a new hearing aid.
But he just won’t listen.

Izzy insists that this is AI, but I think it would be awesome if this was a real place.
Okay, I did an image search and spent the last 30 minutes investigating this image. This guy DOES have topiary cats (not these two) and a whole … thing going on. Books for kids and what not based on his two cats. Quite interesting.








Wouldn’t the world be a better place if some people used a GLUE STICK instead of LIP GLOSS?






You know, I went to the grocery first thing this morning (Saturday) and besides the fact that it was the PERFECT time to go shopping, the store was empty of people and all the shelves were fully stocked. I did happen to buy a dozen large eggs and they were $3.15. But when I went online to check and see what the average was over the last couple of years (I don’t use a lot of eggs anymore) Everything I saw was crazy. This was a screen grab from one of the more popular YouTube/TikTok whatever the heck videos that I found

Okay, so are high egg prices still a thing where you are? Even the organic, free range, you have to be a left wing, … never mind, anyway… even THOSE weren’t close to the $5.90 a dozen that this graph is showing was the AVERAGE in February!
What am I missing? I know Indiana is farm country, but we do corn … and I guess we do some chickens, but not like THAT!
Some of you guys chime in and tell me what you’re paying f0r a dozen Grade A large eggs and where you live. I’m kinda curious now.




Joe says, “How are the golf lessons going Mike?”
“Great, I learned I am standing too close to the ball….after I hit it.”





So, I got intrigued with the idea of “Walking Bacon” and made this up.

Yeah, I know, not my best work, but I like it.






There’s a lot of people in New Jersey that would probably argue with Miami about that.
This next one is from …
Wait for it…
It’s really gonna be worth it…
Made up special from Aussie Pete…
Here it comes …
Um… what was I … Oh Yeah!
This next one is brought to us from …

Isn’t that cool? AP made that for her. But on a much more serious note. I may end up getting some hate mail for this one, but that’s alright. I don’t think I will. But, if someone wants to have a discussion about it, I’m more than happy to. So, if you’re curious what I’m talking about, this explains things in a GREAT way…still curious…click
HERE









Each Friday night I drove my wife to the train station so she could go visit her sister who was ill. Ten minutes later, my sister arrived by train so that she could help with the house and kids over the weekend while my wife was gone. On Sundays, this procedure worked in reverse with my sister departing by train 10 minutes before my wife arrived. One evening after my sister left and while I awaited my wife’s arrival, a porter sauntered over. “Mister,” he said, “you sure have some system going! But one of these days you’re going’ to get caught!”






There is less stress for men because, on average, we will have 6 items in the bathroom: toothbrush, toothpaste, shaving cream, razor, a bar of soap and a towel.
The average number of items in the typical woman’s bathroom is 77 (give or take a few), of which a man would not be able to describe or pronounce more than 25 of them.

And that my friends takes us to the end of another one. Until next time, I pray that you are Blessed with love and happiness.



























We drive ABOUT 1 1/2 miles to Fassio Eggs, and through the path to the window, where we get 5 dozen Jumbo eggs in three stacks, for $2.72 a dozen.
Good morning Bob.
You said: Okay..then what is it? These pictures always annoy me. I’m flying along, minding my own business and I think, sure, I’ll fly down, get a nice drink in that lake down there, and I end up in someone’s optical illusion!
All I can say is “Pink Floyd – The Wall”
I can MAYBE see a wall. Maybe. But see, that’s what I mean. It ain’t right. I’m tellin’ ya!