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While at the Paddock in Matherville with the Wombies forlorn for not having found a local tenderloin, we had a beer to soothe our hurt.  I admire seniors out doing things like everyone else and I noticed this codger about to head for home, or another bar, perhaps.   


I couldn't help but notice the straw in his beer.  Whatever it takes old man.

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This is the office/pulpit/customer service area of Papa's Fish House in Oquawka.  If you like fish this must be a place to stop in sometime this summer.  You can get whole catfish, or fillets.  Let me tell you something:  these guys have been bottom feeding on the Mississippi all their lives and they taste better than that bland farm-fed crap stores sell.  The fellow who runs the place used to work at the New Boston Fish Market when I was growing up and he said he has been fishing and involved in fish prep since he was 14.  A couple other interesting things he said:

1.  The fish population is higher now than 20 years ago, which one might not think would be the case. 

2.  Asian carp, those damn things that jump in boats, taste just like tuna.  He said if they had a canning factory they could make a mint selling fresh water tuna.  

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The computer I have owned for many years now is giving me fits.  It only downloads pages when it feels like it.  When it is cooperating I will prepare as many posts as possible and get them queued up.  But expect some interruption in posts.   


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Alfred and my first day back on the job.



Alfred and Norah holding hands to check out the pool.  

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Everyone is familiar with Edvard Munch's The Scream.  


After having cleaned up the drawings one day after my duties were over for the day I noticed this one by Norah.  I wadded it up to toss it away, then unwadded it to see that it was eerily close to Edvard's.  The inscription reads: "A Storm Cot (Caught) My Hair".

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Me and the kids go through a lot of milk in a week's time.  This moo cow would make things easier for me. 


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Caption on this picture from the current Mrs. Blythe's album, "I think this is why the birds haven't eaten out of the feeder."  It provides a nice life story for us all.  No matter how safe you think you are,  there is always something nearby that can snatch our happiness away.  Prepare for those days when safety is assured.

It's a wonderful picture.  Hidden away for so many decades (date is March 1962) it is an almost perfect one for composition and telling a story.  

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"We are going to win.  We're going to win so much.  We're going to win at trade, we're going to win at the border.  We're going to win so much. You're going to be sick and tired of winning, you're going to come to me and go 'Please, please, we can't win anymore.   You'll say 'Please Mr. President we beg you sir, we don't want to win anymore.  It's too much.  It's not fair to anyone else."

May 26, 2016
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Right outside Kenzie and Drew's front door in the bushes that line the sidewalk, a black racer has made a home.  I imagine it's a good one.  It can snatch bugs and those crazy geckos that scurry about.  Even when goosed it seems unperturbed.  Whenever I am terror-stricken by the slimy sons-of-bitches I am quickly reminded that they are harmless and do the environment a great deal of good.    You'll just have to realize that all snakes represent sudden death, not by venom but by fright.
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Adventures In Babysitting




Sometimes the joy of a dip in the pool quickly fades to sobs.  After taking a nice swim with the kiddies I rewarded them with an aptly titled Dum-Dum sucker.  While Norah seems to have the requisite skills necessary to enjoy this item, sadly, Alfred does not.  So laughter turned to tears as this sticky culprit became lodged in her hair.  Quick thinking on the part of the only-adult-in-the-room resulted in an extraction by scissors.  To further the unfortunate incident into spasms of regret, I was told later by other-adults-at-work that warm water would have loosened the filials from the offending sucker.      




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Traffic lights are long down here in Kitschland.  All the better to read the rest of the newspaper or maybe pull some offending nose hair(s) while waiting.  We pulled up next to this lady in the Fun Bus who went scrounging, yanking and then some dabbing within her nose during the red light.  We were all appalled and grossed out, of course, especially after the yank when she must have drawn a little blood what with all that pulling.  Ewww just doesn't describe it.  Hey lady, smile, you just made the blog!" 

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Further proof  in the decline of America.   



This is a late 50's department store in New Jersey.  Now picture your last visit to Sears.   


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