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THIS IS SOOOOOOOO VERY LAME,

Richard Day — Sun, 05 Apr 2015 03:30:22 +0000

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THIS IS SOOOOOOOO VERY LAME, AND YET:

As a business owner, you can

barefooted — Fri, 03 Apr 2015 17:29:17 +0000

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I had a boss for nearly thirty years who would half hum, half sing almost constantly. Quiet, easy-listening sort of music ... with a soft spot for Christmas carols. We decided his mind was just to active to ever be truly quiet. But you know, it added a gentleness to the workday - and kept us all humming along.

That's a good one, Smith.

Oxy Mora — Fri, 03 Apr 2015 12:49:12 +0000

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That's a good one, Smith.

I'm going to my favorite market later this morning. "It's a lovely day to day"; "seventy six trombones"; "night and day, you are the one"; "Bali Hi". I'd be lucky to get out of there without being handcuffed.

Are you kidding? I love this

MrSmith1 — Fri, 03 Apr 2015 12:24:01 +0000

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Are you kidding? I love this story!! Precious learns quickly and I have no doubt will be just fine in Life because she's already figured out that people need acknowledgement and kindness shown towards their efforts. She is going to be the Queen of Kindergarten. hahahaha

Okay, let me share a story with you in return. I invented something the other day. I'm sure you've heard of something called "photo-bombing" ... It is popular now, but is similar to what we older folks used to do by putting up 'rabbit ears' behind our sister's head when we were being photographed. It's basically inserting yourself into someone else's photo and making a face to steal attention behind the back of someone while their having their photo taken. I was waiting outside my building for my Access-a-Ride pickup, something I do every weekday, sometimes for long periods of time, and I had forgotten my iPod, so I started quietly whistling ... My street has a fairly decent flow of pedestrians, and I would always lower the volume of my whistling when a pedestrian passes by so as not to annoy them. But ... then a young woman marched by and her speed and rhythm of movement was so perfect, I started whistling, "Wouldn't it be Loverly" from My Fair Lady ... and it was as if the two were made for each other. I was underscoring her walk to work. So as she passed, I didn't lower my volume as much as before, but rather made sure she could just hear what I was whistling and how perfectly it fit her pace and attitude ... and that's when I realized I had invented "Whistle-bombing." The idea behind whistle-bombing is to find a tune and tempo to match the rhythm and mood of a passerby so perfectly, that the tune will be inserted into their head and they will be humming the tune all day. Next time you are people-watching, try it. It just makes me laugh. P.S. It helps to know a lot of marches. hahahaha

I do not know where else to

Richard Day — Fri, 03 Apr 2015 04:39:04 +0000

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I do not know where else to put this story.

My daughter-in-law had to visit her dying grandmama (age 80) and she took her baby with her for the trip.

So my son had to watch Precious and care for her (with the help of his mama while he was at work)

Anyway, he told me all about this one meal he prepared that involved soft tacos and hamburger and guacamole.

Anyway, he was so proud to tell me on the phone about how he made this guacamole from scratch with an avocado and lemon and....

It got to me because the muscle bound fellow on the Food Channel had made the same guacamole the night before.

But that is not the story.

When he presented his Precious with this plate she said:

My, Daddy, what a fine meal.

hahahahahahahah

Precious is not even three years of age.

hahahahahahah

And, yet, she figures she must properly acknowledge what a fine job her papa has done.

God I hope I have not taken too much of your time.

I can't stop laughing at this and I have no idea where in the hell I would post this thought.

hahahahahaha

Oh I am not going to explain this any longer, except to say that you are always kind in receiving my rants.

Thank you in advance.

When I was little, I thought

MrSmith1 — Wed, 01 Apr 2015 04:28:30 +0000

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When I was little, I thought this was just like my relationship with my sister ...

Oh I forgot all about this.

Richard Day — Wed, 01 Apr 2015 02:28:39 +0000

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Oh I forgot all about this.

I spoke with my son and little Jolee was certainly posed as Linus in the picture, but that little piano was 'real'. I mean the keys per modern tech really played music.

That is why her poise was so real.

The damn thing plays real music and the keys work. hahahahah One of the grandmamas purchased it at a yard sale.

I do not know why this really grabs me, but her little fingers on the keyboard mean more to me right now. hahahah

No wonder this little piece of flesh, who just has managed to hold her head up, was so fascinated.

By the way, when I mentioned Linus, my son went nuts. hahahah

MrSmith1 — Sun, 29 Mar 2015 16:07:48 +0000

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tanka haiku:

Peracles, really?
Wolraich making bathtub meth?
Strains credulity.

Wolraich's never breaking bad,
Dagblog deals with breaking news.

Good one!!

MrSmith1 — Sun, 29 Mar 2015 11:56:25 +0000

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Good one!!

"Old fashioned values"
can affect a state's dollars;
Mike Pence has no sense.

Not to worry - the broth didn

PeraclesPlease — Sun, 29 Mar 2015 07:43:02 +0000

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Not to worry - the broth didn't work, but Mike got it a batch of bathtub methamphetamine to perk it up. Now running on all 17 cyliinders. A bit erratic, but you'd be too tweaking along like that. But don't try to lower the dose - coming off the binge will likely turn vicious.