Sunday, March 24, 2019

Sunday Night Memes

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Gee Thanks!

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The missus asked if I wanted to watch a certain show with her. I noticed that it was 20 minutes into the hour show, but I said yes. Then, five minutes before it ended, she said that she was tired of it and was going to switch it, so I got up to go back to my office. She acted surprised and asked if I wasn't going to watch the news with her. I told her that it wasn't on yet, but that I thought I'd pass. She just can't figure out why I'm so fickle.
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Sunday Evening Memes

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My Response To A Facebook Post

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At the risk of being called every name in the the book, I'll point something out. When the country was first founded, you had to be a white, male, tax-payer to vote. Since then, we've added blacks, women and non-tax-payers to the list and what direction has our nation been going? We can thank women's suffrage for pussy hats and Hillary, not to mention myriads of other fine things like abortion. Yes, it's only fair that everyone gets to vote, but we're headed "fairly" down the shortcut to hell in this country.
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Sick And Awed


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My back went out again yesterday and gave me the back ache/belly ache combo that knocks me for a loop. I went to bed at 9PM and slept (rested?) until 1AM. Then, I got up to take the dog out. After she drained, I took her on the porch with me and, for the second time in 12 hours, laid on my back on the porch with my shoulders hanging over the edge. I then squirmed around enough to kink my back over the edge from about half-way down my back to just above my shoulder blades. I repeated that four times, despite it hurting like blue blazes. I may have gotten it fixed this time.

As I laid there looking up, the stars were amazing. Living in the country, I see a lot more of them than the folks living in town with their light pollution. What surprised me was how many of those “stars” were moving. The ones that blinked were obviously airplanes. The rest were satellites, I assume. I did see one shooting star (comet) for a split second, but it must have been really small, for it seemed to burn out in about half a second.

The pooch and I then sat on the edge of the front porch for a half-hour and enjoyed what few night sounds were to be heard. The moonlight made it easy to see our surroundings. Finally, I began to feel the cold in my T-shirt and jeans. The Mighty Dachshund didn’t want to come in. She’d be an outside dog if we’d let her. I was mostly comfortable, but when I checked the computer, it said that it was 29F over at the airport five miles away that I can still see through the trees.

The pooch and I watched some silent TV about wildlife “population islands” and then a show about otters, all as the missus slept. The closed captioning came in handy. Next, I checked FB and Blogger and wrote this. It’s 3:30 now and I’m headed back to bed. Maybe I can sleep decently this time. Copyright 2019
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Early Sunday Memes

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