It has been some time

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I haven't done a bacon post in awhile. That's probably because I have gotten just a little bit lazy and haven't searched too hard for things to post. But as they say, "Good things come to whoever waits."
I was browsing a few minutes ago and if this had been a snake it would've bit me.

no, I've no clue as
to who they are

BTW

If you're here looking for the reading list mentioned over here. You will have to scroll down a ways (past the posts) to find it on the left sidebar. Please bear in mind that the list should not be construed as a recommended reading list.

Are you ready for this?

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Opening day... for the pros that is... is right around the corner.
Colleges and high schools have been playing since the Super Bowl.
The fella in the picture above looks a little like the third base coach on a team I used to play for. He would get that look when he was trying to decide of the baserunner should take an extra base. He also got that look when playing poker with the guys... and when he was trying to decide if he was going to ask a lady for a date or if he could buy her a drink. Heck! I think he was born with that look.

911

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No, it isn't an emergency.
That's how many miles we have put on the car since last Tuesday.
What's so bad about that?
We really didn't go anywhere.... or spend much time there, either.

but it was fun

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My Friend Brian will probably notice that some charter anniversaries here in the States are slightly less formal than those held in his country.

Anyhow, this is the audience to which I gave a brief speech last evening. This is also the view I had of the audience. I did manage to hold their attention for the entire speech... which lasted for just less than five minutes.

hey... there was a
band that was just
itching to play so
that these good
folks could dance

Free meal

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Tonight Sharon and I are going down the road (Interstate 5, if you must know... then across on Highway 20) to Sutter for the Lions Club's 50th Anniversary. We are invited guests... had they waited awhile, I was going to buy tickets... and I am supposed to give a brief speech. I have in mind what I want to say. Now all I have to do is organize it a little so that the listeners may be able to make so sense of it.
Anyway, it's a big night for them and I am honored to be asked to be a part of it.

beautiful weather today, too

I was thinking

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Hah!
Well, we'll call it thinking.
Anyway, I was thinking that today was the last day we head south. I conveniently forgot that we are attending a 5oth anniversary dinner for a Lions Club down in Sutter tomorrow night. It's even further down the road than Oroville.
We have been fortunate weatherwise. There have been thunder showers everywhere but where we have been.

In case anyone is wondering

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We have been doing Lions Clubs stuff for the last two days and will be at it again tomorrow and probably Friday.

Awesome!!!

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clean underwear
anyone?

What's in a name pt. 2

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I guess I left everyone hanging with my reference to my third grade schoolmate. I would tell more about Rocky Clump, but for the life of me his name... and that his mother drove him to and from school... is all that I remember. The rest of us either rode the bus, rode bikes or walked.

it was the
bus for me

I thought I had another bacon post

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But I don't.
And you really don't want to read this.

don't say you
weren't warned

There's a tiny head

...over there on the left that belongs to someone calling himself Dr. Heckle. I have absolutely no idea how this blogger found my blog. Accidents do happen. Anyway, his blog is kind of an amalgam of Pets who want to kill themselves, graph jam and People of WalMart. I won't bother to link to any of those three. They are easy enough to find. Oh, and don't ask me why I am pimping his site. I haven't a clue... unless maybe... oh, never mind.

Seahawks

What's in a name?

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Why would I suggest this topic, you might ask?
Well, because Brians's dog suggested it.
Fern, a quite literate canine, takes daily walks and sends photos back via her very own blog. It has a name but I call it Fern's Daily Photo because she posts daily... except for whenever Brian and She Who Must Be Obeyed [his words] find that they've guzzled all of the vino and head off to France to buy more, which seems to be almost every other week.
So anyway, today Fern put up a picture of a place called Rocky Clump. There's really nothing outstanding about that except that I was in third grade with a kid named Rocky Clump.

wonder if he
knows there's a
place in England
named after him
Heck! wonder if
Brian will see this
before he goes
over to France?

HE SAID WITH HIS TONGUE PLANTED FIRMLY IN HIS CHEEK

Happy St Pat's

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Father Murphy walks into a pub in Donegal, and asks the first man he meets, 'Do you want to go to heaven?'

The man said, 'I do, Father.'

The priest said, 'Then stand over there against the wall.'

Then the priest asked the second man, 'Do you want to go to heaven?'

'Certainly, Father,' the man replied.

'Then stand over there against the wall,' said the priest.

Then Father Murphy walked up to O'Toole and asked, 'Do you want to go to heaven?'

O'Toole said, 'No, I don't Father.'

The priest said, 'I don't believe this. You mean to tell me that when you die you don't want to go to heaven?'

O'Toole said, 'Oh, when I die , yes. I thought you were getting a group together to go right now.'

such practical
folk, the Irish

I had a co-worker

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who used to print out stuff like this and post it at work.

I did "other" stuff

Do you know what today is?

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I have provided a handy link.

I find it rather ironic that the site can't determine the origin. A brief look at history would give a clue. Mr. Shakespeare even wrote a play centered on the occurrence.

hint: Ides of March

Why not just shoot him?

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I know, I know... that's not right.
But maybe after you read this, you will understand my question.

understand that
I am not
condoning anything

As he hypes another site

The other day over at R&M... that's my other, "more mature" blog. I posted about a new site I have been following. It's more like a comic strip... even has a story line. Anyway I have put a link over on the sidebar. As far as I can tell it is safe. My suggestion is that if you intend to view it, go back in the archives so that you can pick up the story line.

And remember: "That only works on the ferret."

For your edification

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No. I don't know what that means, but it has five syllables... just like multinational

Hello


I introduce a large multinational enterprise the co-worker of the HR department of which I am. Our company covers a wide range of businesses
- realtor
– establishment and disestablishment of enterprises
– bank account establishment and maintanance
– logistics
– private business support
– etc.

Currently, we are looking for managers in USA:
- salary 2.600 dollars + bonus
- part-time job
- flexible work time


If you would like to work with us, please provide us the following information: Antoine@usa-target.net
Full name:
Country:
E-mail:
Mobile phone-number:


Note! We are searching Americans only! >

Please, write your Telephone Number and our manager will contact with you and answer all your questions.

So, I got that in an email and my first temptation was to print it out, run down to the Safeway shopping center and hand it to one of the three people at the various entrances holding signs asking for work... or food... or money. I know they're there because they are there every day... any time I go to the store. Yes!!! The same three people, holding the same three signs at the same three entrances. I guess their union won't let them switch places?

Anyway, then I thought about how I would fill this out.
The first thing I noticed after "realtor" was establish and disestablish. So I would guess that they aren't into antidisestablishmentarianism.
That salary of 2.600 really has me concerned. What if they're only paying peanuts?
And why do they want my email address? They've got it already.
I wonder how carefully they are searching Americans. Some of us are pretty sneaky and may slip some contraband by.
I won't even go into the futility of writing my phone number, beyond that of saying that nobody can read my handwriting.

___________________________________________________

Note:
Did anyone notice that I used there, their and they're properly?
I think this is the first time ever that I have seen the word antidisestablishmentarianism used in a sentence

oh, yeah! the sender
has the exact
same address as me

More Detroit

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I read this in the local the other day. Then, when I couldn't find it on their website, almost promptly forgot it.
I do believe that there is some merit to this. My only concern is that there is some expectation that the feds will pay for it. I think that the U.N. should pay for it... or the Canadians, they're the folks closest to the situation.

what would
Suldog do?

Detroit

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Brian reminded me that we were at Detroit in 2004. Sharon and I visit back there often enough that it is difficult to remember just which year it was.

We were there for the Lions Clubs International Convention. The reason that the Renaissance Center is featured is that it was the headquarters hotel where most of the social aspects of the convention took place.

Our friends from Maryland, Liz and Kent, were there, too. We were attending the British Isles and Ireland reception, followed by the Germany reception and probably the California-Nevada reception. Maybe not it that exact order, but they were all at the "Ren-Cen."

It really wore Kent out.


There is a really nice promenade along the Detroit River. To the South across the river is Windsor, Ontario. Yes Canada is South of the United States.

Tourists!!! Actually I was taking a picture of somebody taking my picture.

Kent really hates that picture

Don't believe a word.

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I posted a request over at R & M. There's no need to reply unless you can provide a link to the acceptance speech(es) for the Best Documentary (short subject). I want to see it again because I missed too much of it.

it's titled Music by Prudence

Yeah. I did too watch most of it.

Update

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I have a cramp in my hand Today's Spam count was way down. Yesterday it was around 530, today only 119.

what? I wasn't even
gonna post today

Yesterday

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I remarked over on R & M that I had been notified by my ISP that their filters had identified 574 messages as spam (that's in 24 hours) and they were quarantining them. I failed to mention that there were an additional ten that got through and were filtered by Thunderbird and the other four that I had to delete myself.
If I had thought that was it, I was kidding myself.
This morning I was notified that the Thursday spam total was 635 free Viagra offers spam messages;there were an additional 18 filtered by T-bird, but I only had to dump one.
Maybe I will put up some kind of scoreboard in the sidebar so we can keep track of these small victories.

How would you
categorize this?
...or would you?

The Oscars

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No, I'm not making any predictions. I haven't even been to a movie since the kids found out that we don't do movies and they can drop grandchildren off at the last minute and go see movies. Oh, that's right. I'm not supposed to say stuff like that.
Anyway, I found somebody else's Oscar Night Predictions. I can find absolutely no fault with them... the predictions, that is.

why should I write original
material when there are
others who are perfectly
capable of expressing
my thoughts?

More about Murphy

Don't do these:
- Evan's Law: Once you give up integrity, the rest is easy.
- Kenyon's Law: Once you have learned how to fake sincerity you have it made.
Everything else is pretty much fair game
- Edelstein's Advise: Don't worry over what other people are thinking about you. They're too busy worrying over what you are thinking about them.
- Oppenheimer's Law: There is no such thing as instant experience.
- Gerrold's Law: A little ignorance can go a long way.

again I credit
Dr. Terry Goodman, O.D.

THE COWBOY

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A cowboy appeared before St. Peter at the Pearly Gates. 'Have you ever done anything of particular merit?', St. Peter asked.
'Well, I can think of one thing', the cowboy offered. 'On a trip to the Black Hills out in South Dakota , I came upon a gang of bikers, who were threatening a young woman. I directed them to leave her alone, but they wouldn't listen. So, I approached the largest and most tattooed biker and smacked him in the face ... Kicked his bike over, ripped out his nose ring, and threw it on the ground. I yelled, 'Now, back off or I'll kick the shit out of all of you!'
St. Peter was impressed, 'When did this happen?'
'Couple of minutes ago.'

ow!