this is for the birds

I have one part time job anywhere from 18 to 60 hours a month.

Now I have another unpaid one. Wifey wanted a bird bath. She does not bathe in it so I am not sure why she wanted it.

Guess who's job it is to maintain it.......... you guessed it. ME.

So once you start putting water in this thing you need to keep it up. You think that would be simple, go fill it once or twice a week. Nooooooooo, the stupid birds splash half of it out and then poop in the other half. So now it needs cleaned out every day.

Well I do get some satisfaction, the early bird gets clean water, the late bird get to drink and bathe in poopy water.

Santa Time

Well it's Christmas time again. After many years in Retail it's kinda nice not being in Retail. Sometimes I think I miss Retail, then I wake up from the nightmare.

Anyway time for my favorite Santa joke.

Santa comes down the chimney, and to his surprise a very good looking playmate type women is lying on the sofa. She is wearing a very revealing, can you say Victoria's Secret type spaghetti strap night gown.

She says "Hi Santa, would you stay awhile with me, I can make your Christmas very Merry."
Santa replies " Ho Ho Ho Me must go, I can not treat my children so."

She gets up from the sofa, starts walking towards Santa, one strap falls from her shoulder, revealing not a small portion of her upper anatomy, "Please stay Santa, we can have such a wonderful time" she says.

Santa replies " Ho Ho Ho Me must go, I can not treat my children so."

Walking a little closer to Santa, the other strap can not contain her ample presents, and the night gown falls to the floor. She is now dressed the way she came into this world, she says, "please stay Santa, I want you for Christmas.

Santa replies, "Hey Hey Hey, I might as well stasy, I can't get up the chimney anyway.

Deer Hunting ?

It is called Deer Hunting, why I really don't know. It should be called Deer sitting or Deer waiting or freezing your butt off in the cold waiting for a deer to walk up so you can blast it.
Been awhile since I went Deer sitting, so this year I was reminded how cold you can get waiting for one of Bambi's relatives to show up.
I am still waiting, Bambi's relatives must have been out of town.
The internet is loaded with info, a very few of Bambi's daddies ever make it to trophy size. I laughed when I read a lot of sitters are taking Doe, waiting for the Big Un to show up. They let the young bucks go, hoping they grop up to be Big Bucks. BUT people with cars are very good at killing off these youngsters, and if the cars do not get them something else does.
So now the pin heads that try to estimate the population of Bambi kin are having trouble because the harvest ( nice word for blasted deer) is scewed because of the amount of antlerless deer blasted. Most deer won't send in the census forms to be counted.
I guess I will go back to deer sitting, the gun sitting season ends soon. And I don't sit with a bow, that usually requires sitting in a contraption up in a tree.

I should have known !

My sister and I would like to apologize to the millions of social security recipients that did not receive their COLA this year.
What happened was that we both applied and received our social security this year. Of course this put a double whammy on the system.
If we were in a lottery and had 999 of 1000 tickets we would still not win. Not even second prize.
I guess we should be happy that the whole system did not collapse.
Well Obama lamma ding dong mentioned giving another 250.00 to the retirees, I did not get that last year as I filed my ss request later in the year.
He needs to keep that money, my kids are going to have a heck of a time paying back what he has spent in his 1st nine months in office.

Hair today Bald tomorrow

Well the picture here was today, the one on my blog close to tomorrow.
This one I have hair. No glasses (contact lens). The old hard lens, made your eyes red. This pic says 1968 Chapel Hill. That would be Woolworth's in Akron, Ohio.
I am playing at playing that guitar, I am doing good to play the stereo.
In the background you will see some almost obsolete items, film, transistor radio batteries, and me.
If you ever wondered what I looked like without a mustache, glasses, 80+ pounds, and with hair take a close gander at that picture.

Birthdays & Facebook

I was never one to remember peoples birthdays.
I remember a few, my wife's I never forget (self preservation.) I remember my birthday, my wife won't let me forget.
Now I am on Facebook and I can see whose birthdays I missed. Most recent example was my sister's. But I miss other people's bds too.
Looked at my profile the other day and found out I was invited to my niece's bd last june. I do not keep up with facebook either. Got 57 invites to play games, support this group, or join this group. You can join or ignore. I choose to do neither it is a passive ignore I guess.

So if I miss your birthday, I will more than likely see it on facebook and feel bad for a minute or two.

If I dont join or support don't feel bad.

I rarely open fowards in my Email. The forwards I do open are from people who rarely forward something.

If you haven't received a forward from me do not feel left out, I do not do forwards more than once or twice a half decade.

Spellcheck

Today's modern word programs have a wonderful feature called spellcheck. I am such a poor speller at times even spellcheck can't figure out what the heck I'm trying to do.
Then there are the words that sound alike but have different meanings, English people have a word for it but I can't spell it. Well I can spell it but not the 50 cent word for sound alikes.
Watt, what. there, their, here, hear, rain reign, pin, pen and gazillions more.
This spell check gives a choice if you spell mardrt it gives you a choice of Madrid, Margret, Marat, Mordred, or Maturate.