It's the Groaner of the Week!!!!

This gem should keep y'all groooaaannning until the middle of next week!!!! Enjoy!!!

Zebediah was in the fertilized egg business.

He had several hundred young layers, called pullets, and eight or ten roosters, whose jobs were to fertilize the eggs.

Zeb kept records, and any rooster or pullet that didn't perform well went into the pot, and was replaced. That took an awful lot of time, so Zeb got a set of tiny bells and attached them to his roosters. Now he could sit on the porch and fill out an efficiency report simply by listening to the bells.

Zeb's favourite rooster was old Brewster. A very fine specimen he was too, only his bell had not rung all morning! Zeb went to investigate.

Several roosters were chasing pullets, bells a-ringing! BUT, Brewster had his bell in his beak so it couldn't ring. He'd sneak up on a pullet, do his job and walk on to the next one. Zeb was so proud of Brewster that he entered him in the county fair.

Brewster was an overnight sensation!!

The judges not only awarded him...

THE NO BELL PIECE PRIZE, but also...

THE PULLET SURPRISE!!!


Happy Blogging!!!!!

Kay

Getting Busy

Kay's World is getting busier -- and I can thank (or not) Obama. I went to a training session the other night to learn how to use the data entry program which turned out to be the same one I used two years ago for the Boccieri campaign. Yay! I was surprised when one of the phone bank guys came over and said, "I know you! You were my boss on the _______ campaign!!!" Amazing!!! He was talking about a campaign I co-chaired (read: the guys let me do all the work) over 30 years ago. We had a lot of fun with it and I was astounded that he remembered me.

Last night we attended our monthly First Friday celebration of the arts in search of volunteers. The weather was rainy mostly so turnout wasn't great but we did manage to garner a few recruits to help us. When my two-hour stint was over, I stopped to see my buddy Maria at her excellent Italian restaurant some pasta and a beverage before checking out the galleries. The activity du jour was chalk art on the sidewalks and it was interesting and fun. I was a hermit all winter so there was a lot to see -- and I found myself lusting for some truly lovely stuff. In my next life I'm gonna be rich. My last stop was my friend Lynda's gallery where she had redecorated and added a lot of new artists and collected hugs from her and her husband. The quilt lady (in her 80s) was there and working on some awesome innovative pieces and we caught up on our escapades. Lynda always has a really great oldies band and they, as always, were a delight.

Today I have to get some groceries before I head out to the DCC for yet another training. Sigh. Still, it's getting me out of the house and my shrink will say that's a good thing.

Here's a favorite song from back in the day that the band played last evening. (God!!! Tom Jones is getting old! And obviously, so am I!) Enjoy!!




Happy Blogging!!!!!

Kay

More Stuff and Nonsense

I tried to be sure to get by to see a bunch of y'all yesterday and appreciate all y'all who came by.   It's a busy day and I'm off to an Obama event tonight and again tomorrow night.  I suspect that such will be the case for until November. Sigh.   If y'all have a bit of time, they need your help. It's also a great way to make new friends while helping our country. 


Here are some more goodies and video for your funny bone.  Enjoy!!!!!

Here's Bernie with a fix for Social Security . . .

Senator Al Franken on Marriage Equality in 46 seconds. It's the best!



The real deal on bottled water . . .

Who are the job creators?

And this says a lot -- y'all know someone who needs the wake-up call this sends -- pass it on!

And I found this naughty warning at The Immoral Minority to let all those Republicans know that leaving the country to go to Canada (if/when Obama wins) might be a bad idea. Then again, for a lefty like me -- it's great!

Hope y'all are having a great day!!!!!

Happy Blogging!!!!!!!!!!!

Kay

Assorted Nonsense

I'm trying mightily to get back to get back to a regular blogging and visiting schedule but life keeps intruding everything I really want to do.

Here's a bunch of assorted graphics and video that have accumulated in my email.

This is an old clip (less than a minute) from Bill Maher) that makes me smile:



Here's an obvious expert on marriage (after I fell out of my chair laughing) weighing on the subject . . .

The perfect protest sign -- a note came with it saying "feel free to use it" (and I might now that it's warm enough)!!!

Bill Maher calls it right . . .

This is an actual student loan statement -- 'nuff said . . .

Good question, huh?

This three minute video really shows what an idiot Donald Trump is. Frankly, I've never liked George Will much because I don't usually disagree with him but it's a policy issue not a sanity issue like so many on right. If you can see the video, I think you'll see that the technical term for the Donald is "batshit crazy". Maybe we should apply it to Mittens too since he seems to be planning to name Trump as his running mate.




Happy Blogging!!!!!!

Kay

It's the Groaner of the Week!!!!!!!

Kent McKamy sent along a worthy and illustrated groooaaannnn to start your week!!!!! Enjoy!!!!!

This is the story of the poor blonde girl flying in a two-seater airplane with just the pilot. He has a heart attack and dies. She, frantic, calls out a May Day.

"May Day! May Day! Help me! Help me! My pilot had a heart attack and is dead.
And I don't know how to fly. Help me! Please help me!"

She hears a voice over the radio saying:

"This is Air Traffic Control and I hear you loud and clear. I will talk you through this and get you back on the ground. I've had a lot of experience with this kind of problem.
'Now, just take a deep breath. Everything will be fine! Now give me your height and position."

She breathes a small sigh of relief and answers, "I'm 5'4" and I'm in the front seat."

"O.K." says the voice on the radio....

"Repeat after me: Our Father . . . Who art in Heaven . . ."


Happy Blogging and Happy Memorial Day!!!!!!

Kay

Quick Note, Apology, and Thanks!

I am ashamed of myself.  I have not been a very good blogger.  I am sorry.  Life is far too lifelike these days. I am hurt, disappointed and downright angry at some recent events -- none of which are really my fault except that I actually said how I felt about someone/something that I thought was wrong.  I won't bore y'all with the details but the reaction only proved how right I was about one of the persons in question.  But for now, I'm the bad guy and will be until the real bad guy is exposed for what he is -- and he will as such people always do but not until the cycle of his evil has played out and hurt more people. And some of those involved call themselves Christians which grates on my last surviving nerve. Enough!

Needless to say, I am not in very good shape.  I'll be seeing Dr. Gerri soon and hopefully, she'll help me get a handle on it all. Let's just say that my occasional struggles with anxiety attacks are becoming more frequent. I have to re-think my life -- again.  A good start would be separating myself from the psychos who seem to clutter my path on the rocky road I call life.  Think I need to stop wearing Obsession? (giggle) The good news is that someone bought me a bottle of Donna Karan's Cashmere Mist and I sorta like it but I'll know better after the reviews come in and who/what it attracts -- giggling uproariously here.

I'll be weeding this weekend and adding more flowers -- my irises are waning a bit. I've thought about moving but decided against it. Moving is more than I can handle for now although I got a letter that sounds intriguing and that could prove interesting if I choose to make the call. I'll, hopefully, be doing some cleaning, painting and sprucing things up this week. Y'all keep good thoughts for my energy.

I'm skipping my usual June trip up north. I'm really not ready to take on the long drive yet and Barb understands -- Thank God!!!! She says that both of her girls are worrying her as Anne isn't doing too well either. I told her not to worry about me as I will be fine and I will prolly head up later this summer. And yeah, Gene, we'll do lunch -- it's my favorite stop when I travel up north.

I hope to get around an see y'all soon between chores and I have some great graphics to share late

Here's a happier note in memory of Donna Summer who passed on recently at age 65. I sorta like disco -- it was happy, up beat music and the dancing actually real dancing rather than shuffling around. Here she is at the Nobel Prize concert in 2009. What a lady!!!! May a gracious and loving God be good to her.

And check out the orchestra's conductor -- he was rockin!





Happy Blogging!!!!!

Kay

It's the Groaner of the Week!!!!!!

Life's been busy and fraught with a lot drama these days. Needless to say, it's been hectic at best and I haven't felt well. An update will be forth coming.

A scientist had been keeping a secret for over two decades -- he had successfully cloned a human being.

He kept meticulous records, raising the clone-child in his laboratory until it was an adult. Then he made his plans to unveil his creation at a meeting of top scientists, held in the luxurious facilities of a high-rise hotel.

When the time for his presentation came, the scientist stepped to the podium. He presented his data -- his pictures, his charts, his graphs -- to an amazed audience. But suddenly, instead of waiting for his cue to come forward, the clone stood up where he'd been sitting, and started shouting at the scientists assembled there.

This clone was an imaginative clone. He used language that would make a sailor blush, accusing his creator and all of his colleagues of the most amazing feats of perversion and vice.

Trying to regain control, the scientist ushered the clone out of the room and up to the roof of the hotel, where he hoped the clone's shouts would go unheard. The clone would not listen to reason. He attacked the scientist's parentage, his sister, his mother...

Finally, the scientist snapped. He could bear it no longer. He rushed forward and with a mighty shove, pushed his creation off the roof of the hotel. The police arrived promptly and arrested the scientist for...



". . . making an obscene clone fall."

Happy Blogging!!!!!

Kay