Category: Trials and Tribulations

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Need some golf balls?

These are mostly brands that  I do not play… lots of Top Flite, Pinnacle, Maxfli,  etc.  I’m trying to get rid of them for 4 for a $1 on Next Door.  I might try Craigslist next, but a listing there always seems to bring out the crazies. Between my golf balls and the ceramic flowers that Robin continually makes, the basement is getting, shall we say, crowded.  We are selling flowers, too!

I have literally not bought golf balls this century. I have about as many of the premium brands I like to play, Titleist, Callaway, Nike, the better Bridgestones, etc. The premium brands go for $48 a dozen new.  Even cheap Top Flites are around $1 a piece brand new.

The forbearing Señora Weinhaus thinks Continue reading “Need some golf balls?”

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Maid of the Mist

Three summers ago the traveling Señora Weinhaus and I took a 16 day road trip through Ohio and New York into the New England states coming back through West Virginia.  We had several reasons for taking such a trip.  Señora had never been to New England.  I have a dream to visit every one of state capitol buildings before I make my journey to Vahalla.  On this trip we managed to hit 9 capitols. We were also going to visit Robin’s niece who had married a Mainer.

I also wanted to see Niagara Falls. For reasons unclear I have always wanted to do this.  The outside of the state park area is touristy Continue reading “Maid of the Mist”

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Rev. Joe’s Random Thought #6,864

yeah I know you did not ask!

I scared the bejeebers out of myself this morning.

We were at some folk’s house and I was nonchalantly flipping though a magazine.  As I was about to flip the page I noticed an ad.  It had a picture of a middle-aged women with a mature but very nice figure.  She was in nothing but a bra and panties.   I idly thought, “That is a nice looking woman.”

Suddenly I realized it was an advertisement for Depends!!!

Ouch!

 

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Pseudo-psychological Ramblings or Spare the Rod, Spoil the Child

A little while ago I came across a local story in my news feed about a St. Louis area police officer.  He had been arrested for excessive use of a belt with his children.  This brought back a host of childhood memories.  I shared the article and my memories with my four brothers.  Like me, they had many war stories about growing up with our parents. Both our parents, but especially our mother, were strong believers in and practitioners of the old axiom “spare the rod, spoil the child.”  Today they would most likely be visited by various governmental services.  However, their attitude and behavior Continue reading “Pseudo-psychological Ramblings or Spare the Rod, Spoil the Child”

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3 Viagra Stories

My mother going for a ride in LI BLU

First…

I bought my 2006 top-of-the-line Mazda MX-5 (a rose is a rose by any name…so Miata works) almost new in May of 2007. The 50ish gentleman I bought it from had fallen in love with a younger women with two small children.  He needed a family car to accommodate his new family,  and so he was desperate to sell.  I worked the deal and paid a very reasonable price for the car.  I almost felt sorry for him, but a deal is a deal.

If you are not familiar with a Miata it is a little two seat convertible.  Mine is a bright blue that has become reasonably popular the last few years.  Back then it was unique.  At the time I was dating Continue reading “3 Viagra Stories”

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The Pandemic Blues – Take II

I had a disturbing round of golf Friday.  Oh not about my golf game, I describe myself as a Dr. Hyde / Mr. Jekyll golfer.  I never know who is coming out, and sometimes I see both these sides in a single round of golf.  I figured out last millennium that I was never going to play golf professionally, or even at a stellar amateur level.  I am good with that.  I still enjoy the game.  My discomfort on this round of golf centered around attitudes about corona virus.

Let me describe where I golf most frequently.  It is across the Rio Mississippi in the small town of Columbia, IL. This is southern Illinois and it is hoosier land.  If your breed is more southern, substitute redneck for hoosier.  It is the same concept, different words. I go to this particular golf course as the rates are more reasonable than in Missouri, it is usually easy to get a tee time and the course is generally in good shape.  The greens always are.  While not the cow pasture golf Continue reading “The Pandemic Blues – Take II”

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USA is pitied

Note:  For the most part, even though I am the home of “The Little Known Blogger” with a minimal readership,  I try to honor intellectual property rights. A friend sent me this opinion piece from the Irish Times.  I could not find a link to it that was not behind a pay wall.  Because I found this oped so spot on until such time…

Irish Times
April 25, 2020
By Fintan O’Toole
Editorial

THE WORLD HAS LOVED, HATED AND ENVIED THE U.S. NOW, FOR THE FIRST TIME, WE PITY IT

Over more than two centuries, the United States has stirred a very wide range of feelings in the rest of the world: love and hatred, fear and hope, envy and contempt, awe and anger. But there is one emotion that has never been directed towards the US until now: pity. Continue reading “USA is pitied”

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I’ve become Melvin Udall

If you remember the 1997 movie, As Good As It Gets, you might remember who Melvin Udall is.  He is an OCD  misanthropic author, played by Jack Nicholson.  Melvin had several compulsive behaviors in the movie including excessive hand washing.

I’ve always been a bit of a hand washer. This habit is partly for good reasons, and partly because of some kink in a neuron somewhere in Continue reading “I’ve become Melvin Udall”

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Caught the tip in my zipper

Let me preface this little piece with the caveat that you may need to be a man of a well experienced age to fully appreciate it… or perhaps to relate to it.

Yesterday I was part of the problem.  I was not practicing social distancing by staying at home.  I had to go out to a couple stores for what were, only by stretching it a far piece, necessities.  I was out of vodka so I needed to hit the liquor store, and I wanted to buy some paint.  My ADHD wife is getting a wee Continue reading “Caught the tip in my zipper”

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I Scored Some Toilet Paper!!!

I find it very interesting that my bride, who, on occasion, views shopping as a recreational activity, has been sending me out there amongst them for groceries.  I understand why.  She has health issues, including a couple of auto-immune problems. She must feel that I am less likely to be affected by the virus.  Who knows. But I am doing my dangest to be safe when I shop.  Someone has to do it.

This morning I went to Aldi and Trader Joe’s.  I mention this because Continue reading “I Scored Some Toilet Paper!!!”