Daryl Stout wrote to Dave Drum <=-
Dave,
It's probably like the bumper on my old Beemer - a plastic cover. So, I use the magnetic stickers on the trunk. Which makes them closer to
"line of sight" level - And they remove cleanly without me needing to
go down the AutoZone for a bottle of "Goo Gone" adhesive remover.
With my luck lately (if it weren't for bad, I'd have none), when I
get a glaucoma check next month, if they determine it's too dangerous
for me to drive, and I'll have to sell the car, and turn in my license.
The Post Office apparently lost the cellphone I bought when switching from Verizon to Consumer Cellular, to save $75 a month. They have lost
so much mail to/from me, that it's not even funny...and I tell medical facilities that "if you won't take an over the phone payment, you won't get your money". People were stealing stuff out of my home mailbox, and off my front porch, so I got a Post Office Box. But, if I can't get to
it (no transportation), it does me no good.
Well, if I have to pay another huge fee for a phone, I'm going to
tell Consumer Cellular "forget it"...and once my Verizon service dies, I'll no longer be reachable via telephone. Next (the way my luck is going), the computers and internet will fail, which will kill the BBS
(not to mention my involvement with ham radio and square
dancing)...then if I have had to get rid of the car (as noted above),
I'll be stuck at home, with no way to communicate with the outside
world, no way to get groceries or medications, and basically will
become an isolated hermit, and just sleep all day. The hobbies aren't
even a diversion anymore.
It has gotten so bad that I'm on a self imposed bland diet of just
wheat bread and butter, with lemonade koolaid, so I can take my meds.
I may have a roof over my head, plus a place to sleep...and still be
on this side of the grass. But, the only golden thing about "the
golden years" is the color of your urine.
It looks like for the second year in a row, my birthday week will be
an absolute disaster...where I'll just cry nonstop for a week, and not answer any phone calls, email, etc. -- telling folks "I'm burned out",
and disappear for awhile. Folks are likely sick and tired of hearing
me whine, complain, and bitch...but no one will put themselves in my shoes. I hold the greedy politicians in Washington (who lament they
can't survive on $250,000+ a year) in utter contempt.
Needless to say, I'm not a happy camper right now. I'm long overdue
for something good to happen to me...but lately, I feel that I'm
cursed.
That sounds like a song lyric. I'm not sure if you're having the Ray Charles bad luck or the Roy Clark and Buck Owens bad luck.
https://tinyurl.com/CLARK-OWENS
https://tinyurl.com/RAYMOND-CHARLES
Can you still see well enough to shoot? That'll put a stop to that.
Doncha have a phone line for the confuser? Or, if you're on cable (as I
am until I can shine $cumCa$t on by hooking into the fibre network)
most of them offer home phone service. Or, if youse have got Ma Bell -
dig out your old 9600 baud U.S. Robotics modem and your PC Board
software and soldier on.
Not if you're on a "pee pill". (Voice of experience)
I don't have birthdays any more - Just anniversaries of my "Jack Benny" The next one will be the 41st anniversary. Bv)= My work is planning
a surprise party - but, since I know about it I'm planning to call-off that day. Bv)=
They said "Cheer up, things could be worse!" So, I cheered up and sure
as hell - things got worse!
"A cheapskate won't tip a waitress. I'm just careful with my money."
Daryl Stout wrote to Dave Drum <=-
That sounds like a song lyric. I'm not sure if you're having the Ray Charles bad luck or the Roy Clark and Buck Owens bad luck.
https://tinyurl.com/CLARK-OWENS
https://tinyurl.com/RAYMOND-CHARLES
Yeah, it's the one from Hee Haw.
Can you still see well enough to shoot? That'll put a stop to that.
I don't have a firearm...the last time I handled a gun was 45 years
ago, in taking a Hunters Safety Course.
The phone was supposed to be here Saturday...it didn't arrive in
Little Rock until today. But, the way they do mail with the Post Office Box, I can't pick it up until tomorrow...which is just as well...it's
raining outside now, and the streets are wet...never mind folks think
they can stop just as fast on a wet, snowy, or icy pavement, as they
can on dry.
Doncha have a phone line for the confuser? Or, if you're on cable (as I
am until I can shine $cumCa$t on by hooking into the fibre network)
most of them offer home phone service. Or, if youse have got Ma Bell -
dig out your old 9600 baud U.S. Robotics modem and your PC Board
software and soldier on.
I've supposedly got a line with Xfinity, but I can't get a dial tone.
I don't have AT&T...they did my Mom dirty with DSL years ago...and apparently, it's not the first time this has happened.
Not if you're on a "pee pill". (Voice of experience)
Been there, done that. It's more like "mountain spring water clear"
when you're on a diuretic. I have the potential to become type 2
diabetic, but my next blood work isn't set for July. When I was hospitalized 3 years ago to remove some bladder stones, they gave me Lasix, and several pitchers of ice water. I thought I was going to pee
my pecker off every 5 minutes. I told the nurses "better bring at least
a half dozen portable urinals". I was filling them up in 30 minutes
time.
I don't have birthdays any more - Just anniversaries of my "Jack Benny" The next one will be the 41st anniversary. Bv)= My work is planning
a surprise party - but, since I know about it I'm planning to call-off that day. Bv)=
Jack Benny?? As much of a frugal cheapskate as he was?? <G> We use to
have to worry about "birthday spankings"...now, if it was a good
looking female, the way I'm going, I might be amenable to that.
Remember, dirty old Sysops need love, too. <EG>
They said "Cheer up, things could be worse!" So, I cheered up and sure
as hell - things got worse!
Exactly.
"A cheapskate won't tip a waitress. I'm just careful with my money."
Here are 3 tips to give when they ask for one:
1) Plant your corn early.
2) Keep your powder dry.
3) Always have clean underwear on.
The latter is the most important. <G>
My "Hunter's Safety Course" consisted of my Granddad telling me "Don't point it at anything you don't intend to shoot. And don't shoot it at anything you don't intend to kill."
It finally showed up yesterday - after missing only one estimated date. Then it didn't have a VGA port. RATZ - and small mice. Time to play "musical monitors". After finding out I only have one confuser modern enough to have an HDMI output.
From riding motorcycles for 65 years I've developed the habit of
drivihg all of the cars around me and thinking "What's the dumbest
thing this Bozo could do?" Ten times out of nine I'll be proven right.
At the prices the $sumCa$t (Xfinity) charge they should be
Johnny-on-the- spot with service calls/technicians. I've got internet service only with them and it's north of U$88/month. I shudder to think what it wouold be ig I was addicted to the Glass Teat as some of my friends are.
Couple days later I got a call from Customer Service saying they had checked the lines and could find no problem. But, y'know the problem
went away - and I've never had a problem with them since.
I know the words to that song. I *am* a Type 2.
The cheapskate was as much an act as being only 39 years old. In
reality he was known for his generosity. Bv)=
Never been into B&D. To me "no pain" means no pain.
They said "Cheer up, things could be worse!" So, I cheered up and sure
as hell - things got worse!
The latter is the most important. <G>
That would be tough for me I've been going "commando" for at least the past 30 years. Bv)=
... "To err is human - to really foul things up you need a computer"
Daryl Stout wrote to Dave Drum <=-
My "Hunter's Safety Course" consisted of my Granddad telling me "Don't point it at anything you don't intend to shoot. And don't shoot it at anything you don't intend to kill."
I never was a fan of hunting. My brother used to, until he suffered
that freak motorcycle wreck 3 months after my wife died 15 years ago.
He lives in the rural part of western Pulaski County in a mobile home,
and one day, there was a deer outside. So, here goes "the big brave
naked deer hunter" outside. <G> He is so bummed up now from that wreck that he can barely get around...although he goes out every day to dine with friends (and spend money on food, beer, and tobacco). I usually
eat at home, and have been on a bland diet of wheat bread with butter,
and lemonade koolaid for a week.
From riding motorcycles for 65 years I've developed the habit of
drivihg all of the cars around me and thinking "What's the dumbest
thing this Bozo could do?" Ten times out of nine I'll be proven right.
Sounds like a sign I saw on a restaurant across from Kyle Field in College Station, Texas..."10 out of 9 Aggies prefer to eat here". <G>
So I redialed, and put it on speakerphone (my Mom was in the room
with me), and when they said "this call may be recorded for training purposes", I said "It damn sure better be for the s*** I just went through". They were going to make a 90 year old woman WAIT 2 WEEKS to
get a new DSL modem...and after I raised hell about it, they got a technician out the next day. When I told him what happened, he exploded...saying "there is no excuse for that, and this isn't the
first time they did it". He gave us a new DSL modem, plus his private cellphone number...and said "If the DSL modem dies again, CALL ME.
Either I myself, or one of my team will be out here within 24 hours to
fix it!!". I was praying down blessings on him and his family. I apologized to my Mom for cussing in front of her, and she said "I can't say that I blame you...I heard every word". Even she was appalled at
the poor treatment I was given.
I know the words to that song. I *am* a Type 2.
There is a new deal, I think called DexCom...where your
endocrinologist has to approve it, but you have this sensor taped to
your body. Then, you use a cellphone app to monitor your Hemoglobin
A1C, and blood glucose level...no more pricking your fingers, or having
to buy lancets or the alcohol swabs.
The cheapskate was as much an act as being only 39 years old. In
reality he was known for his generosity. Bv)=
On one show, Mel Blanc (the voice of the Looney Tunes) did "an electronic organ". The entire studio audience was roaring in raucous laughter, and Jack's lips were quivering for all he was worth, in
trying NOT to laugh. Another great routine is the one with "Si, Cy,
and Sue". <G>
Never been into B&D. To me "no pain" means no pain.
I mentioned to a ham radio operator that I was "tied up" on certain
days with other commitments, and he came back with "I didn't know that
you were into bondage". To which, I busted out laughing, and replied "Touche'". <G>
The ham radio operators use ITU (International Telecommunications
Union) phonetics for their callsigns, to make it easier to understand.
I tell fellow hams "to use ITU phonetics on nets, but have a set of alternate, cutesy phonetics handy...or these jokers will pick them for you". One new ham in the area, has the callsign suffix YZP -- and a
fellow ham said it stood for "Your Zipper Protruding". His reply was
"Well Played, Sir". <G>
The latter is the most important. <G>
That would be tough for me I've been going "commando" for at least the past 30 years. Bv)=
I do that at night...as nature is a call you can't leave to the answering machine...and I don't want to have to rush to get the clothes off. My late wife had one cardinal rule: "Leave The Toilet Seat
Down!!". I grew up with a brother, and didn't know that "women had to
sit for everything, and it took them forever and a day to get ready".
If I forgot that rule, my wife would spit at me like a mad
kitty...nothing more needed to be said...I knew I was guilty. <G>
C'mon over to the cooking echo - maybe we'll inspire you to expand your menu. (See recipe below)
Eating out is a social occasion. I am an excellent cook - but unless I
am cooking to share with someone I prefer to hit the restaurants. Even
if my "social" interaction is limited to the wait staff and the
cashier.
And, *no* clean-up. Bv)=
99 of 100 Legionnaires who have tried Camels prefer women. Bv)=
That's the difference between (mis) management and labour.
I'm fortunate in being what my croaker terms "well controlled". I only poke my "signalling" finger once a week - and then only for my peace of mind. Still have to take that blasted pill every morning, though.
Kind of like his "feud" with Fred Allen. In life they were great
friends.
Many letters are near homophones. In my job I often used phonetics to
give part numbers over the Alexander. B - C - D - E - G - P - T and V
all sound similar over a telephone headset. Phonetics takes the worry
out of transcription.
Women never leave the seat up - and sometimes if I am operating under extreme hydraulic pressure it's going to get wet. Too bad, so sad.
Title: Sour Cream Apple Pie
Daryl Stout wrote to Dave Drum <=-
C'mon over to the cooking echo - maybe we'll inspire you to expand your menu. (See recipe below)
I went to Kroger today, but because of prices and funding, I was
limited on my choices. I got 3 bags of Tyson chicken nuggets, 2 dozen
of the 3 minute pizzas, 2 dozen packets of Buddig Lunch Meat, and 2
dozen slices of Kroger cheese (it was $1.50 cheaper than Kraft)...still $75. With the survey and fuel point bonus I got, the next time I fill
up, I can get 20 cents a gallon off. That's little consolation the way
the gas prices are now...they jumped 70 cents a gallon in the last week...much of that in just 1 day. I put $46 in my 2013 Chevy Cruze at $4.20 a gallon...the most I've ever paid for gasoline. I thought of the meme that noted "I got gas for 99 cents the other day...but, it was at Taco Bell". <G>
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