

I’m in a mood. I just did a Google search as to why A/C refrigerant is so expensive and got this as an answer:
AC refrigerant is highly expensive due to federal environmental regulations, supply chain shortages, and high labor and certification overheads.
I had my A/C tune up today and everything is working perfectly. That’s a good thing since I’ve never had one before and I’ve lived here for eleven years. The one thing I DO need is some refrigerant. From 2 to 5 pounds. They are coming tomorrow and are going to start with 2 pounds and see where it goes from there. That’s going to cost me $401. From what I see on line, that’s either about right or actually a little cheap. Digging a little deeper … who cares about the ozone layer!!!! Global warming is pure bunk! Now it’s becoming stupid.
Okay … deep breath … do not pull that soapbox. Leave it under the counter where it belongs. Another deep breath…and … moving on.
Gotta go back to work tomorrow. Boy, that was a fast five day vacation. But, I had fun. Rode the bike, spent time with you guys. Spent time with a lady friend (don’t get any ideas ’cause I’m not!). Got homework done, A/C worked on … all kinds of things done. I need to be more cheerful.
Now, let’s go …


Very true and I know….a bit late. Sorry, I missed this from brother Sasquatch.

Sorry, I know, I couldn’t help myself.


5 mb. They don’t even make thumb drives that small anymore!!!



















I was told I should get as excited about church as I do football.
I did that and was asked to leave.
It seems dumping a bottle of Gatorade over the pastor after that rousing sermon isn’t what they had in mind.


Sure woulda been nice if you hadn’t covered up the picture with the words!!!















I used to be … for a short time … it was called Basic Training and they forced me.










So, update on the A/C. They found a little leak. Gave me options from replacing the entire HVAC system including the furnace (running a special this month with military discounts, etc.) down through different levels of A/C units to just fixing the leak on the crappy pipe connection on my 14 year old unit Bryant 3 ton A/C unit. Now, I know that the unit is a bit oversized for the house (I like that fact). I can see where the supervisor showed me where the leak was in the line where the original installers crimped the line rather than put in a valve like they should have. So, we need to go in, cut the line, vacuum the system, install said valve, refill the system (the real expensive part) making sure there is NO moisture in said system and start it all back up again. But Mr. Impish, your unit is 14 years old, the compressor could go out at any time. Yup, and it could last another 10 years. Let’s leave that part up to God, shall we? 19 hundred rather than 8 grand. And most of the 19 hundred is for the darn refrigerant! They’re coming back out on Tuesday (Today is Thursday) to do it. And, they are going to replace all the miscellaneous stuff while they’re cutting stuff away while they’re at it because I said so. All the other old stuff that can start leaking. My only question is, “Am I done yet, God?”
Big chunk of fence.
Water heater.
Air Conditioner.
God has been SO GOOD TO ME! I have NO room to complain. I’m not complaining at all. I’m blessed to have a roof over my head, food on the table, cool in the summer and warm in the winter. A car (and a motorcycle) that run, relatively good health, I am SO BLESSED! So no, I’m not complaining. But, these annoyances do take time away from more important things and if they keep up, I’m going to be financially in trouble. But I’m also 100% convinced that my Heavenly Father will provide because in all instances, He always has.
Just as an aside, in my jail lesson last night, we read that if you make more than $400 a month, that’s $100 a week, you are more well off than most of the rest of the world. That is amazing to me. The federal minimum wage right now is $7.25 an hour. If you only work 20 hours a week at minimum wage your going to make $145 a week or $580 a month. We are so blessed in this country and people don’t even know it.
Anyway, onward we go!

FAKE NEWS!! That is NOT a Chernobyl Dragon!! That is my cousin Harold. Don’t pick on him. He had a rough upbringing!!

There’s a name for this…


In my house, it’s when I am trying to eat ANYTHING! My dogs look at me like this when I am taking my morning medicine. Like, “Does he have food? He’s putting it in his mouth. It must be food!”

My nightmares … there’s an ex-wife joke in there somewhere, but I’m not going there.





















Kansas Law
Pedestrians crossing the highways at night
must wear tail lights.







So many Sisyphus jokes…




While sports fishing off Melbourne Beach, a tourist capsized his boat.
He could swim, but his fear of alligators kept him clinging to the overturned craft.
Spotting an old beachcomber standing on the shore, the tourist shouted, “Are there any ‘gators around here?!”
“Naw,” the man hollered back, “they ain’t been around for years!”
“Feeling safe, the tourist started swimming leisurely toward the shore.
About halfway there he asked the guy, “How’d you get rid of the ‘gators?”
“We didn’t do nothin’,” the beach bum said.
“The sharks got ’em.”











Yeah, that’s pretty close … and the rest of it is: “but the righteous are bold as a lion.”








You know, people are looking for signs and portents of the coming of Christ and the Rapture, but do you know that there is NOTHING that needs to take place, absolutely N O T H I N G prior to the Church being called back home. And folks, it’s a one-time deal. If you don’t make the trip, then you are here for the 7 years of wrath. Not that you still can’t be saved. In fact, that’s the whole REASON for the seven years of the Tribulation. Because God is such a merciful God, He is going to give all his children as many chances as possible to see the light. But He is like a parent who punishes a recalcitrant child who refuses to behave. The punishments get worse and worse until the child either gets in line or … eternity is a LONG time. Spending it in a burning lake of fire, in eternal agony … I can’t imagine. Time is running out. The Rapture could happen between the time you read this word and this word. Or ten years from now or next week or 50 years from now or … you get it. BE READY. Remember the parable of the bridesmaids and the oil my friends.

Pheromones are the natural chemicals found in animals, including
humans, that the body uses to attract the opposite sex. Fragrances,
such as perfumes, are detected by the Olfactory Glands in the nose,
The presence of pheromones are picked up by the vomeronasal organ
which is located in the nasal pit directly under the nose. When the
vomeronasal organ is triggered by pheromones, it sends a signal
to the brain that creates a subconscious increase in desire for
persons of the opposite sex.
So why am I telling you about pheromones? Well, I’ve been getting
a lot of junk email lately about miracle pheromone treatments that
can help me attract persons of the opposite sex. Honestly, I am
happily married and am not interested in attracting anyone to me
other than my wife. However, I didn’t think that the makers of
“Primal Instinct” needed to know this fact when I sent them the
following email:
Dear Sir/ Madam,
I recently purchased a bottle of “Primal Instinct,” your most
popular pheromone product. At first I was rather impressed with
the product as I noticed that women were giving me more attention
from the very first time I used it. I am in the habit of joining my
friends at a popular nightclub on weekends and I was in the habit
of always carrying my bottle of “Primal Instinct” with me right up
until a most unfortunate incident that occurred last Friday night.
I decided to use a little more than my usual amount of the pheromone
product and the night started off well with several women asking
me to dance shortly after my arrival at the club. I decided to
up the dosage a little more and ventured to the men’s room to
do just that. Unfortunately, the entrance to the men’s room is
a bit close to the sink and mirror area and my elbow was bumped
by another patron as I was applying a liberal dosage of “Primal
Instinct” to my neck region. As a result, the entire contents of
the bottle spilled down the front of me.
This is when the nightmare began. I attempted to go from the
bathroom to the bar by the straightest path, which just happened to
be directly across the dance floor. I reached the midpoint of the
dance floor when I noticed what seemed to be an odd glow emanating
from all areas around me. It was when I stopped in the middle of
the dance floor that I realized that the glow wasn’t a glow at all
but was the whites of the eyes of seventy-five women. I realize
now that I should never have stopped walking.
The ensuing stampede was the most frightening thing I have ever
experienced. Women were coming at me from all sides and their
intentions were not to ask me to dance. They began ripping my
clothes from me and I was just lucky enough to be able to crawl
out underneath them as they converged into a tangled mass in the
center of the dance floor.
I slipped outside without being detected but the prevailing winds
were evidently blowing towards the nearby women’s college. As I
walked home, I could see the eyes of hundreds of women as they
approached me through a forest pathway. As cars would pass and
their headlights shone on the woods, it was like looking at a
massive heard of deer. I picked up my pace but that only made me
sweat, causing me to leave a pheromone vapor trail. It was like
a fast motion version of “Night of the Living Dead” except these
women weren’t interested in my brain. I was able to make it back
to my house but the scratching at the door continued for most of
the night.
When I purchased your product, it came with a money back guarantee
if not completely satisfied. I am dissatisfied but not because
your product attracted more women than I had anticipated and its
not the fact that I had to explain to my wife why five hundred
women were scratching at the door. I’m dissatisfied more or less
because of the effects caused by my wife getting a whiff of the
pheromone stuff and letting five hundred women into the house.
Please send one half of the refund to Mercy General Hospital. Send
the other half to George Garth, my divorce attorney.







Man, they were good…




A man and his wife were having an argument in bed. He finally jumped up and took a blanket to the couch.
The next day the wife feeling bad about what happened decided to buy her husband a gift, and since he was an avid golfer she went to the pro shop where he usually played golf. She talked with the pro and he suggested a putter and he showed her one of his finest.
“How much is it?” she asked.
“One hundred and fifty dollars,” he replied. She felt that was kind of expensive and told him so. “But it comes with an inscription,” he said.
“What kind of inscription?” she asked.
“Whatever you wish,” he explained, “but one of the old golfers favorites is, NEVER UP, NEVER IN.'”
“OH, that will never do!” exclaimed the wife. “That’s what started the argument in the first place!”










And I can’t say that out loud without my voice cracking.



That last one is one of my favorites. It’s been redone several times. Having worked in the bomb business myself for many years, the many, many, many ways that guys can come up with teasing other guys around high explosives boggles the mind. And YES, I absolutely KNOW how completely moronic that sounds. But I also understand that when you do that for a living, especially at that age, you have to maintain a feeling of … being indestructible. Like I said … moronic.
So, on that note, until next time my friends, until we meet again.
















