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Joe really oughta keep these to himself, but he what the hay…
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I shared information about a blog article at party I was at with a fellow there. He asked me how many followers I had. I made some mealy mouth answer about writing for myself. What I should have answered was, “One, if I remind Robin.”
Imaginary overheard snippet of conversation…
“Don’t be fooled by the big ears, big hands and big feet…”
…yeah I know you did not ask!
Robin referred to me today as David Cop-a-feel. I think I like it.
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A person is simply the sum of his/her rationalizations.
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Man is simply a machine for creating rationalizations.
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Facebook reminds me of a circle jerk. Everybody busy stroking their own egos desperately hoping someone is watching.
…yeah I know you did not ask!
Women are like cats. When they want attention you had better give it them, and when they do not, you had better leave them alone.
Men… well men are just dogs!
Tonight I had to explain to my urban, Jewish girlfriend the significance of BR-549. I mistakenly told her to give me a call at that number.
Of course, that is the phone number of Junior Samples Car Sales from Hee Haw. I then had to remind her what Hee Haw was. I went on to expound that there is also a country music group called BR549. The origin, however, is deeper than either Hee Haw or country music. It originated with the International Harvester BR–549 engine which was used in larger farm trucks. It was a Broad-Ringed (BR) 549 Cubic Inch monster of an engine.
I am still wondering how to get the glazed look off of her face.
I used to know a fine fellow named Jack. Jack was very smart, very rough and a gambler. He spent a lot of time in places I would not have the courage to go.
I asked him one time if he was not a little scared and did he carry a gun.
His answer has stuck with me to this day. He said,” If you carried a gun and pulled it out and used it you were in trouble. If you carried a gun and pulled it out and did not use it you were in another sort of trouble. So why carry a gun, it was just trouble either way.”
We went to dinner tonight with another couple. The hostess sat us and informed us that Jeremiah would be our server.
I asked, “Is he a bullfrog?”
There was a blank look on the hostess’ face.
I added, “A 3 Dog Night song.”
Even blanker look on her face.
Sigh.
Jeremiah however was well versed in Jeremiah lore.
I asked, ‘Do you know who Jeremiah is?”
He responded, “Jeremiah Johnson, Jeremiah the Bullfrog or Jeremiah the prophet?”
There may be some hope for the younger set.