Monday, October 15, 2018

Don't fence me in....



Today's funny :o)

A cranky older woman "in her senior years" was arrested for shoplifting at a grocery store.  She gave everyone a hard time, from the store manager to the security guard to the arresting officer who took her away.  She complained and criticized everything and everyone throughout the process.
When she appeared before the judge, the judge asked her what she had stolen from the store.
The lady defiantly replied, "Just a stupid can of peaches, you old fool.”
The judge then asked why she had done it.
 "I was hungry and forgot to bring any cash to the store,” she huffed.
 The judge asked how many peaches were in the can.
 She replied in a nasty tone, "Nine! But why do you care about that?"
 The judge answered patiently, "Well, ma'am, because I'm going to give you nine days in jail -- one day for each peach."
 As the judge was about to drop his gavel, the lady's long-suffering husband raised his hand slowly and asked if he might speak.
 The judge said, "Yes sir, what do you have to add?"
 The husband said meekly, "Your Honor, she also stole two cans of peas."




It has been a bit chilly here in Coopville - we've had the fireplace going for three days now.

Oh how we would like love to see some sunshine!

Maude and Betty came up on the deck looking for a treat:

Charlie's new neck feathers:

Such a cute butt!

His new tail feathers are coming in speckled!

Betty is the one who pulls his new feathers out. I still don't understand why he lets her do it.


Sunday, October 14, 2018

Easy Listening For a Sunday Afternoon

Billy Paul

Me and Mrs. Jones

Me and Mrs. Jones
We got a thing goin'on
We both know that it's wrong
But it's much too strong
To let it go now
We meet every day at the same cafe
Six-thirty and no one knows she'll be there
Holding hands, making all kinds of plans
While the juke box plays our favorite songs
We gotta be extra careful
That do we don't build our hopes up too high
Because she's got her own obligations
And so, and so, do I
Well, it's time for us to be leaving
It hurts so much, it hurts so much inside
Now she'll go her way and I'll go mine
Tomorrow we'll meet
The same place, the same time

Saturday, October 13, 2018

At the Hop!

Bobby Darin!!

From Wikipedia:

Darin suffered from poor health his entire life. He was frail as an infant and, beginning at age eight, was stricken with recurring bouts of rheumatic fever that left him with a seriously weakened heart. During his first heart surgery, in January 1971, he had two artificial valves implanted in his heart. He spent most of that year recovering from the surgery.
During the last few years of his life, he was often administered oxygen during and after his performances on stage and screen.

In 1973, after failing to take antibiotics to protect his heart before a dental visit, Darin developed sepsis, an overwhelming systemic infection. This further weakened his body and affected one of his heart valves. On December 11, he checked himself into Cedars of Lebanon Hospital in Los Angeles for another round of open-heart surgery to repair the two artificial heart valves he had received in January 1971. On the evening of December 19, a five-man surgical team worked for over six hours to repair his damaged heart. Shortly after the surgery ended in the early morning hours of December 20, 1973, Darin died in the recovery room without regaining consciousness. He was 37 years old.
Darin's last wish in his will was that his body be donated to science for medical research. His remains were transferred to the UCLA Medical Center shortly after his death.

Friday, October 12, 2018

Friday Night Steam

Where would you find hundreds of wonderful steam toys?

At a steam pumping station, of course!

Leicester's (UK) Abbey Pumping Station held its very popular 29th Steam Toys in Action event, on Sunday 4th February 2018. There was an assortment of steam-powered engines, beam, boats and trains.

Yer never too old for toys!


Today's funny :o)

A big H/T to Donna!!!

Occasionally, you run into someone who changes your life and makes it better.  Those people are called Bartenders.

Ever since I was a child, I've always had a fear of someone under my bed at night.

So, I went to a shrink and told him: “I've got problems. Every time I go to bed I think there's somebody under it. I'm scared. I think I'm going crazy.”

“Just put yourself in my care for one year" said the shrink. "Come talk to me three times a week and we should be able to get rid of those fears.”

“How much do you charge?”

“Eighty dollars per visit,” replied the doctor.

“I'll sleep on it,” I said.

Six months later the doctor saw me on the street. “Why didn't you come to see me about those fears you were having?” he asked.

“Well, eighty bucks a visit, three times a week for a year, is $12,480.00. A bartender cured me for $10.00. I was so happy to have saved all that money that I went and bought me a new pickup truck.”

“Is that so?” With a bit of an attitude he said, “And how, may I ask, did a bartender cure you?”

“He told me to cut the legs off the bed. Ain't nobody under there now.”

It's always good to get a 2nd opinion.