Yeah, I know, St Patrick’s Day was a few days ago. So, excuse me. Mary was VERY Irish. What do I mean by VERY Irish? Well, if you could look around my house, you can still see the signs. So, the holiday itself is a bit of a sad memory of not only her, but my dear friend Lethal Leprechaun, may he rest in peace.

So yeah, let’s pass that one by.

In the mean time, had a scare the other day when we found out that we lost a KC-135, since that’s what we fly here at my base, as well as six crew members. Turns out it wasn’t one from our base, but it’s still a sad state of affairs. May we all pray for safety and protection for all the men and women who are over there. 

At the same time I’m watching Jesse Jackson, Jr. bemoan the fact that he asked politics NOT be brought into his father’s funeral and Obama, Biden, and Harris ALL do exactly what he asked them not to do. How extraordinarily rude, uncaring and self-serving. It just shows that evil will do what evil will do. I disagreed with some of the Reverend’s politics, but he was a good man.

The other thing that is cracking me up and that I think I predicted, is how many people are fleeing New York and how fast the new mayor is changing his voice, now that he is in office. All us animals on the farm are equal, it’s just that some of us are MORE equal than the other animals on the farm. And if you don’t get that reference, then I have a book for you to read.

Now… 

There are 923 words that break the “i before e” rule. Only 44 words actually follow that rule.

I really don’t think that’s true!

Oh brother, AMEN! Oh, I could tell you stories!

I’m actually pretty good with money…

As long as I don’t go outside where all the stores are

Or stay inside where my phone is.

Guys with an eyepatch and three fingers sell the BEST fireworks!

Netflix didn’t kill movie theaters.
$25 popcorn did.
And $12 water was the nail in the coffin.

The last time Izzy and I went to the movie, with tickets, popcorn and drinks, I think it cost us less than 30 bucks total.

Try This…

How smart is your right foot?

This is hysterical. You have to try this.

It is absolutely true. I guess there are some things that the brain cannot handle.

1. While sitting in a chair, lift your right foot off the floor and make clockwise circles.

2. Now, while doing this, draw the number “6” in the air with your right hand. Your foot will change direction.

I told you so! And there is absolutely nothing you can do about it! You and I both know how stupid it is, but before the day is done you are going to try it again, if you’ve not already done so.

 

I hate it when my dentist asks when the last time I flossed was. I’m like, dude, you don’t remember? You were there.

The graveside service had just barely finished when there was a tremendous bolt of lightning, followed by a massive clap of thunder, followed by another huge bolt of lightning and even more thunder rumbling in the distance.

The little old man looked up at the preacher and said, “Well, she’s there.”

Originally, Wrigley’s was a soap company that included baking powder as a gift with the purchase of their soap. They switched to selling baking powder when it became more popular than the soap, and included a pack of gum as a gift. When the gum became more popular than the baking powder, the company changed again and started selling gum.

(I figured I’d change this one to blue so you’d know it’s how I feel, too)

I POST A LOT OF STUPID, SILLY CRAP ON HERE FOR ONE REASON…

SO THAT YOU MIGHT FORGET ABOUT YOUR PROBLEMS AND LAUGH, OR AT LEAST SMILE, FOR A MOMENT OR TWO, THAT IS WHAT MAKES ME HAPPY!

WHAT!!!???!!!

That’s funny! The same migration is taking place in New York!

I had a problem with my computer yesterday, so I called Eric, the 11 year old kid next door.
Eric clicked a couple of buttons and solved the problem.
As he was walking away, I called after him, “So, what was wrong?”
He replied, “It was an ID ten T error.”
I didn’t want to appear stupid, but nonetheless asked, “An ID ten T error? What’s that?”
Eric grinned… “Haven’t you ever heard of an ID ten T error before?”
“No,” I replied.
“Write it down,” he said, “and I think you’ll figure it out.”
So I wrote down: “ID10T”
And I used to like Eric, the little bastard.

And that’s it, dear, dear friends. I wish for you the day I would wish for myself.