tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-366204102011-11-27T15:22:43.603-08:00These techniques are great!dbkundalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00745289731446482475noreply@blogger.comBlogger10381100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36620410.post-20183693130674016662011-03-18T18:19:00.000-07:002011-03-18T18:20:35.395-07:00

I've been watching an old movie (1956) called "Crime Against Joe." When I see these films, I can't help looking at the signs of the businesses around and wondering where they were. Looking around on the internet, someone else did the work for me on this one. It was filmed in Tucson, AZ. At that link you can see shots of the Pago Pago nightspot, a key location in the film, where Joe meets up with

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Praise the Lord, the ungodly policy known as "Don't Ask Don't Tell" is finally going away.

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I had his number right off the bat.

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Here's an article where the guy takes on the "haters" of Sarah Palin. To him and to her supporters, the rest of us don't want her for president because we hate her and by extension anyone's who's "normal." Normal as in average folks. But really, how "normal" is Sarah Palin? She was governor of Alaska, the vice presidential candidate of the Republican party, she's a bestselling author of two

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I was at a restaurant tonight that had sports channels on all their TVs, and I saw this story, even though the volume was off on all the TVs. There was a football player, Steve Johnson of the Buffalo Bills, who dropped a perfect pass right in the endzone. They played the dropped pass clip on ESPN maybe eight or nine times right in a row. Then they had a tweet from Mr. Johnson on the screen that

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For old fashioned parents, who happen to be young enough to have kids, but they're old enough to believe the line about "Spare the rod, spoil the child," this blog has a cautionary note for you. I was at the store the other day and saw a Barbie doll with a video camera built into the chest. Everyone needs cleavage like this! Boob, camera, boob. So, let's say you're getting ready to discipline

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Link

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I have a sneaking suspicion the Republicans' vision for America doesn't match up with my own. This kind of thing shouldn't be happening. At least there's some guy in the background going, "No, no, no, no, c'mon," and the head stomping guy quits. So maybe they're not so far gone. It'd be good if they could be reasoned with, especially since I heard they had "Do not tread on me" stickers. Is

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Christine O'Donnell says, “God, you gave me this desire,” she said. “You gave me this desire of my heart to serve the people of Delaware to go in there and be your voice in Congress.” So if she's elected she'll be God's voice in Congress. This is scary stupid.

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Juan Williams has been on Fox, what? ... forever? And apparently he's never said anything to raise the ire of his other employer NPR? In that whole time? Personally, I don't listen to or watch NPR or Fox News. But I used to see Juan Williams on Fox back when I did watch it, several years ago. He was on Brit Hume's show in the afternoon. Then one day I quit cold turkey and never went back. I hate

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What is Aqua Buddha anyway? I never heard of him till this year. But it seems Aqua Buddha is the name of the god that Kentucky Senate candidate Rand Paul (R) worships, or something. I'm not one to get in the way of someone's religion. If that's what he worships, of course that's his right as an American citizen and human being. I will defend anyone's right to worship whatever they want, be it

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If a state has the Senate's most powerful senator, they shouldn't kick him out and choose someone who won't do them any good. Like in this quote:For Reid, the challenge was to project a more likable image and to remind Nevadans of his considerable clout, which has allowed him to funnel mortgage relief, renewable energy investments and infrastructure dollars to the economically battered Silver

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I almost forgot to comment about it being 10-10-10, which would've been a disaster. Not only is the world waiting to hear what I have to say about it, but if I didn't get this in I would have to wait another 100 years. Will I be here 100 years from now? Of course I will. By then, imagine how many computers I will have gone through. If I get one every four or five years, that'll be 25 or so.

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I wrote about Sri Tamasananda a couple months ago. Like most of these yogic names, it's a combination of a word and ananda, meaning the bliss of whatever it is. In this case, Tamasananda means the bliss of the tamas guna, generally the least liked one of all. Today I'm thinking of another great saint, Sri Masturbananda, with his very own unspoken source of bliss. Often spending his time alone,

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How did Frank Gaffney become so extremely evil? What demon do you have to sell your soul to to be so completely rotten as a human being?

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This was at Amazon.com this morning. It's a little ironic. Most of their songs are 99 cents. And this one guy, Aloe Blacc, needs a dollar, and they're giving his song away!

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I was watching a show about sending people to Mars, what it'd take to get a crew. The big issue is the length of time it'd take to get there and back, years. And of course on such a journey, all of them cooped up in a tiny spaceship, there'd be all kinds of chances to get sick of each other. Or, on the other hand, to be attracted to each other. So one of the issues addressed was sex between

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How much enthusiasm do you really need to vote? It's ridiculous, that our people hang back if they're not enthused, even in the face of the other side being obviously crazy. How much enthusiasm do you need to make sure your house doesn't burn down? If your living room's on fire, is it enthusiasm or the interests of self-preservation that arouses you from your slumber long enough at least to call

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Won't it really be something if September becomes International Wacko Day, as we go on? We've got this crazy preacher who's created an international incident with threatening to burn the Qu'ran on the ninth anniversary of Sept. 11. Imagine who all is going to come out of the woodwork next year on the 10th! Then from there, it'll just have to get crazier to top the previous year. So we're left

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I was watching the great Science Channel tonight. Being the scientist I am (not), I personally discovered this channel about two weeks ago. I went on an expedition of discovery with the remote one day and found the channel, immediately jabbing a tiny flag where the remote button had been and claiming it for America. Now I'm the monarch of the Science Channel in our house. The family knows we're

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I saw this sign today, Sept. 6. I didn't have a camera with me, so I hoped it'd still be there after I made it all the way home and went back. So there you have it, a gallon of diesel for the incredibly low price of $9.25!

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I watched a DVD of Elvis Presley's three "Ed Sullivan" appearances, late 1956 and early 1957. My advice to Elvis, if he's reading this, and if it's still relevant to his career in any way, is to cool it with the joking around while singing. It really bugs me to have him goofing off while singing these great songs, even if it is over 50 years ago. It's very annoying. As for Ed Sullivan himself,

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Everyone's going to be mad at Stephen Hawking for saying the universe could've been created without God, just by spontaneous generation. I caught a glimpse of a bit of it, but I basically just spontaneously generated the idea in my head. Anytime you get a guy like him in bad shape -- like, oh, what's that guy's name? He's a famous atheist and he just came down with a terminal illness. I can't

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I've been reading the book by Sir Ernest Shackleton, "South," about his expedition to Antarctica back in 1914 and the rescue of his men in 1916. There's a lot of details. The thing to mention today is that the famous rescue was made on August 30, today! One of the men wrote, "We intend to keep August 30th as a festival for the rest of our lives." Since they've all passed on by now, happy

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I follow the teachings of Sri Tamasananda, a very holy man. He teaches me that to have self-realization and find enlightenment, I should eat as much pork products as I can. Not when I'm not hungry or anything. But when I have the opportunity and desire, eat bacon, bratwurst, pork chops, side pork, ham, etc. And eat my fill. It makes a lot of sense to me and I feel like I'm practically there

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Technically, this is my flagship blog. It's the one that coincides with my name. I believe it came first. But in the order of priority -- as things are working out recently -- it's taking a back seat to Grandma Slump. This is an idea I had six months ago, which one should I consider my flagship blog. Isn't that really something to think about? I'm just that way, always thinking that something

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One time I was about 10 inches from Alan Simpson. I believe it must have been 1988, Des Moines, at a Republican presidential debate. He was there, apparently not in the debate but in attendance. I was standing outside waiting to get in and he was right there by me. I saw him 360 degrees, or most of the 360. Certainly I saw that it was him, up close. Then, and this is what I want to get to, I saw

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I keep seeing the headlines: "Growing Numbers of Americans Think Obama is a Muslim." He clearly isn't. So why are people so idiotic as to believe a lie when it's been shot down conclusively? I fear for our country. Rationality and facts are a better basis for life than lying. Such idiots.

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If you didn't see it, you missed a heck of a "Baggage" last night!

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Harry Reid, well known for missing a spine, caved once again, this time on the mosque issue (that shouldn't really be an issue.) He thinks it should be "someplace else." You know what? Harry Reid is a weasel.

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I'm surprised that our nation appears to have let the French off the hook. Remember, these are the freedom-hating guys who would've kept us out of Iraq if they'd've had their way! I know I personally haven't forgotten their perfidy -- I hope that's the right word. Now I hear they're trying to build an Eiffel Tower somewhere close to Ground Zero. And it's well known that drunks have been getting

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It's about time. It drives me crazy to see the crazies take the field against people. The Republican Tea Party wackos are trying their best to make a royal mess in our country. They're so idiotic. One, they praise the Constitution to high heaven. But two, they don't "get it" that the First Amendment also applies to others, such as Muslims. Good grief, things that are obvious ... they don't get.

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They say reading is fundamental, but I say it's super cool. If you can get interested in a book -- and the first chapter's usually the toughest -- you'll find great rewards in reading. I know I have, finding the various stories very appealing. I was at the town library yesterday, and I must say, they have a lot of great books. If you follow a few simple rules, they leave you alone. You can look

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I keep hearing how much Google is worth with all the money they make on ads. And I have to say, "Yes!" Because I know firsthand. You see, I run many of their ads on my very popular blogs, and I know I'm doing all right. All told, I'm making somewhere between 0 and $1,000 a day on their ads, and that's great. It's definitely enough that, say someday I wanted to buy a pair of shoes or something,

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Ba -ba - ba - BUH - DUH! Boom boom boom boom. Ba- ba - ba - BUH - DUH!

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I could go on at some length, blah blah blah, ad just short of infinitum. No one said I couldn`t, who of course would be wrong.

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This just in, on new Supreme Court Justice Elena Kagan: The Democrats were nearly united in support, with only Sen. Ben Nelson (D-NE) voting "No." Isn't it amazing how utterly worthless Ben Nelson is? On this and every other issue that comes down the pike. If he's so afraid of losing in Nebraska, just become a Republican already. It's not that we would know the difference.

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Neatly prepare or wad?

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How complicated is the ear canal anyway? I keep getting the itchies in my ear canals. Is canals even the right word for it? The place between the outer ear and the hearing bits. Why are ear and hear virtually the same word? Hear is like ear with a breathing mark. You hear with an ear. An ear of corn can hear itself rustling in the field. I would love to get rid of these itchies forever. I keep

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My 997th post is dedicated to my late dad.

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I was at McDonald's yesterday morning for breakfast. And the thought came to me, while up passing by people, getting napkins next to them, etc., that people when you're at McDonald's seem a lot more harmless than when you're other places. You might be standing next to a guy with the greatest anxiety, someone about to kill himself in his apartment, assuming people still ever do that, but as long

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It used to be I would get the sunflower seeds in the shell, then eat them one at a time. How good they were, but I went in cycles on doing it. Eating them like that, you wish you could have a whole handful. They also sell them by the bagful, already out of the shell. Workers at the processing plant are busy popping the shells in their mouth, breaking them, and spitting out the goodie on the

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Now that I'm a birther what? What more can I say than he wasn't born here? It's my word against his and everyone else's. What are my options? Hawaii won't honor my request for the birth certificate, meaning they have something to hide. I'm up against a brick wall here. Plus, he's already been president 18 months. If I don't get something accomplished pretty soon, it's going to be a moot point.

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Barack Obama was definitely not born in America and therefore is ineligible to be President. Ha, ha.

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Is there anyone quite as evil as this guy? I know, his fellow travelers on the lying right-wing lunatic fringe. But ... really! How does someone get so evil, so rotten to the core?

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Agriculture Secretary Tom Vilsack sucks. I'd like to throw him under the tractor.

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A couple days ago I saw a picture of the religious group from Kansas that says "God Hates America." They're out parading around at funerals with big signs saying that. Does God hate America? That would explain the existence of Republicans.

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Drink, drank, drunk. I'm thinking of the question of whether all wine gets drank or drunk? As in this scenario: You go to the store and see they have 10,000 different kinds of wine and about 10 bottles of each one. Will there eventually be someone to actually drink all those different bottles? Or at some point do they just empty them out and start over? There's some real obscurity when it comes

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The Republicans' answer to everything is to obstruct legislation, then when it passes they vow to repeal it. They need to realize that in this country we want problems solved. We don't just want Congress to dink around and get nothing done. And we don't want everything to be obstructed, then repealed. Let's make some progress. They are not governing. The Republicans we currently suffer are

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Over a month ago I was writing about the little oak trees that pop up all over on my yard. I've been mowing them down for well over a month and they keep popping up. It's ridiculous. I'm hoping that at some point they will come to the end of their vitality. It's really strange. They simply don't give up. You hack them down and they come right back!

dbkundalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00745289731446482475noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36620410.post-4096433129450480342010-07-02T15:52:00.000-07:002010-07-02T15:52:04.958-07:00

Here's a Ronald McDonald I saw in an antique store recently. It's just the head and it's a bit banged up. For all that, it's still $165.

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You'd seriously think this idiot would be smarter than this. Civilian authority and the military side and all that. What a dope.

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I've noticed a shift in my thinking about people. I recently moved from a small town to a larger town. In the small town, I knew quite a few people, if not by name then at least by their place in the community, tellers, clerks, etc. In the larger town I know virtually no one. The shift is I'm a lot more suspicious of people the fewer of them I know. I'm starting to blend in as a nameless,

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It seems like Watergate happened right about now, around June 17 sometime. That's one to look up. The third rate burglary.

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I was on a bus today, riding along, and I saw a policeman pulled up in a parking lot with his radar gun trained on the traffic in front and behind us. He looked a little too eager, in my opinion, to catch some poor soul doing something wrong. So I thought: "You devil, how'd you like it if we did that to you?"

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Since I moved a couple months ago, I've had plenty of time to study my new town. One of my conclusions is that it seems like a town of overachievers. Compared to my old place, where it seemed like everyone was comfortable with whatever level he or she had attained years ago. This really came screaming home to me today when I was at Dairy Queen. I was sitting there drinking my Moolatte, a frozen

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You want to be a mechanic here? Yeah, you're about the right size. You're hired!" Original idea sent in with my faulty typing on the phone: "Mechanic? Yeah you r abot riite size_ you r hired"

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Since my move, I've kept my dog in my room at night, with the door closed. Where we lived before, I kept the door open. So the dog would be in the bed with me, then get up in a half hour and leave the room. Before morning, sometime, she would pee on the kitchen floor, or dining area. But now, originally to keep her from peeing on the kitchen floor in the new place, I keep the bedroom door

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This is one of my really big pet peeves, seeing people smoking outside at a gas station. You want to give them an X-ray of their head to see if there's something in there that's just not computing. After all, isn't what happens when gas and fire meet fairly well known? A few weeks ago I saw it happening, people smoking about 15 feet from the pump. I went in and complained to the cashier, but he

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This is a sure way to get hot, mow the yard. I did it tonight and when I got done, I had grass on my arms, and plenty of sweat all over me, including a shirt that I'd sweat through. I was steamed! I took a shower over an hour ago, but I'm still a little hot, and sort of uncomfortable. I waited till about night to do the job, because otherwise I'd be boiling with the sun's heat. It's nice to

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I have hundreds if not thousands of baby trees coming up in my yard. It's crazy. This is no way for trees to grow, a few to every inch. If they were allowed to grow up, they'd never make it, since there would be no room for anyone to get big. So I've been plucking them up, weed whacking them, and, when the time comes, I'll be mowing them. It's a little sad, since I know we're all trying to

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I don't know if people really think I look comfortable in my own skin. I don't, so there's no reason they should think of it. It's funny, really. Because if anyone should feel comfortable in his own skin, I would think it'd be me. But I sure don't! Today I was milling around the place where we were about to have breakfast and I was thinking of this. I got up from the waiting bench so someone

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All of us like the old song that says, "The minute you walked in the room I could tell you were a man of distinction." What is that called anyway? "Hey Big Spender"? I seem to remember it being a song that was used in a commercial for a brand of cigars, maybe White Owl. But who was the singer? Was it Joey Heatherton? Or Edie Adams? Seems like it was Edie Adams. I can't remember for sure, but it

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It looks to me like we need a greater urgency and federal involvement to get the oil spill cleaned up. Trying to let BP clean up their own mess would seem only right if it was at one level, something manageable. Now that it's a gigantic catastrophe, and apparently not going to clean and fix itself, we need a response that is equally massive. What's the problem? I read somewhere that the White

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I may have knocked over a dog yesterday just by passing by. Sometimes I think I have some very strong negative energy, which I know is a terrible thing to say about yourself but it's true. But usually people and animals are able to remain standing as I pass. A couple of months ago I went by some trees and some guys were sawing one of them and it fell right when I was there. In that case it

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I think I mentioned the other day that I have now a "meditation room" where I live. My original idea, which I had 11 or 12 years ago, was to have a room with nothing in it, and call it "the God room" or "God's room." That idea didn't last very long, because I needed the room for my own practical purposes. Anyway, even the Temple in the Bible, in the holy of holies, had stuff in it. It wasn't

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I've had a couple of interesting experiences in complete darkness recently. At the new place where I live, the basement has several rooms, and there's only one room with windows. When you close that door the rest of the place is completely dark. Then you can go into another room and you're even more isolated. I'm using this room as a "meditation room," so far, where I can read my Bible, other

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I'm really happy about Arlen Specter, that he lost in Pennsylvania. What I was think about him is that he was a thorn in the Democrat side for way too long to be a loyal Democrat now. His conversion to the Democratic Party was strictly for his own survival. And the fact that it didn't do him any good is a good thing. So now he can retire and go back to being a Republican he's always been.

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So what is the problem with this clown from Connecticut, Richard Blumenthal, a Democrat running for the Senate? Over the years he has lied about serving in Vietnam. He was in the military at that time but did not go to Vietnam. So why would someone be stupid enough, being in politics and having your whole life open to the public, to make such a ridiculous claim? It is not like anyone really

dbkundalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00745289731446482475noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36620410.post-17425379956425586572010-05-18T18:20:00.000-07:002010-05-18T18:20:54.781-07:00

I hope the oil spill is going alright. I really am not keeping track of it or reading the news except what I see in the headlines. Because I find it so depressing! The company responsible for this, or companies if there is more than one, ought to be strung up and skinned alive. What they have done is reprehensible. And since the Supreme Court judged that a corporation is a person, this is one

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I had one of these cones with the curl on top today. But I forgot to look at my friends' ice cream, one in a cone and one in a cup, to see if theirs had curls. It takes a little more effort to eat a cone with a curl, because you have to crook your tongue more. If it's just straight on top you can eat it straight. This might've been an issue for the other guys, it could have been. But they went

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I recently moved, and I have a little more room for various things. One thing I have more room for is my CD collection. Before, I had some in one room, then racks of them uncategorized and unalphabetized around the house. Now, at least this is true for all the ones I've found so far, I have them all in one place ... and all in alphabetical order. That's nice. Now at long last I can see what I

dbkundalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00745289731446482475noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36620410.post-34590983315802177692010-05-08T19:14:00.000-07:002010-05-08T19:14:05.201-07:00

I went into a place and someone stepped up, "May I help you, sir?" What makes you think I'm a man?

dbkundalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00745289731446482475noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36620410.post-85291948138733153102010-05-07T05:30:00.000-07:002010-05-07T05:30:20.722-07:00

I've been sweeping up around my new room, just now getting it cleaned ... I moved a couple weeks ago. All around I'm finding a penny or a dime here and there, then another, then another, and maybe a quarter. So I have a whole little pile of change. I even found a couple smashed pennies from the previous occupants, smashed at an amusement park with a little design on them. It seems endless but I

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Someone was reminding me today of Antarctica, that big icy place down south somewhere. I'd forgotten temporarily that it was a continent. And while we were talking about it being what it is, I said something stupid like, "So it was a continent at one time?" And I immediately thought how stupid that was, and knew that it was a continent now. That gave the other person the chance to say that it is

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Hat rack, hot rocks, Shadrach. Hadrian, hot plate, help yourself. Hot springs, helpless, strapless bra. Health to you, hoop skirt, stiff neck. Hip replaced, knock kneed, studied. High chair, highway, speed bumps.

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I spent an hour today in a haircutting place. My dad used to say that something was "as fun as watching haircuts," so I got to experience that firsthand. As for me myself, I don't get my hair cut in these places. My wife's been cutting it for nearly 40 years, so it really is a rarity for me to be there. So I sat and observed others in the hot seat. I was there waiting with friends who were

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To move is a major disruption in your life. But I finally got it accomplished. The packing, the truck, the hundreds of arrangements about where you're going and what you're going to do. I was in my prior town with plans to leave at a particular time. Then one of the final things was to get some money from a guy who owed me. It was remarkable, but he did actually pay me. It required a trip to one

dbkundalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00745289731446482475noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36620410.post-33773454549355908082010-04-22T12:47:00.001-07:002010-04-22T12:47:36.315-07:00

My truck is nearly loaded completely. I just have a mattress and a few last minute things to load around it, in the morning. It's been a ton of work, but thankfully I hired a couple people to do part of the nasty stuff. They did a great job.

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Some people deny the Holocaust, some deny global warming, some deny Barack Obama was born anywhere. Not me on any of that. I deny the existence of volcanoes. Think about it: It doesn't make a bit of sense. There's no fire in the hole that comes up. There's no air down there, because the air's all in the sky. And you need air for fire. So I think it's all a big hoax, something they do on a

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Our dog likes to crawl under the bed and sleep at the corner by the head of the bed. Of course she has no concept of a bed falling on you, as we've all seen happen. This particular bed has never fallen. Its construction is such, I guess, that it can't fall. Although I don't know precisely how it's made just by memory. Still, even with that great record, I know I wouldn't be under there unless

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Did you happen to see the story about the text message from the dead? A woman was killed and her body stuffed in a barrel, oh, and she was decapitated. The police suspected a guy but didn't have the goods on him, apparently, and they didn't know where the woman's body was. So they came up with the idea of getting her cell number on a different phone, then texting the guy they suspected, as

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A week from now ... I will be going to bed in a different house. This is a major life switch for me and it's going down in less than a week. I went to the bank today and closed out some accounts and consolidated all my money in one spot. It's the same amount I had but for some reason it made it seem more finite in one lump sum. Like I need to squire this money along ... is that the right word?

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I didn't realize there had been a big layoff at Hallmark cards and that so many sentimental verse writers were now freelancing it on Facebook. But it's all for the best, if they can keep coming up with lovely sentiments like this, which I saw in someone's status recently: Whatever you give a woman, she will make it greater. Give her a house, she will give you a home. Give her groceries, she will

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I love this. These people who are so against paying taxes and the taxpayers having to pay for things had a rally, that ended up costing the taxpayers $14,000. Of course that doesn't include the roads they traveled on, the public transit that some of them likely used, any police that happened to be on duty in the area, and doubtless many other expenses. If you don't want to cost the taxpayers

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There were very few people calling about the couch the other day. But little did I know the ad would later run in the wider-distributed free shopper. So the shopper came out today and I've had close to 50 calls for the things I was giving away. A few mentioned the couch specifically. How terrible that I tore it apart and threw it away! I could've saved myself all that work and it would've been

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The couch I tore apart yesterday, I hauled out to the recycling place today. What a mess it was, in a million pieces, give or take a few. But it fit in the car, with room to spare. Of course there'd've been no way it would've fit intact. But in a million pieces, it wasn't as big a problem. I was fairly careful about taking the pieces out, since there was a lot of nails and staples and splinters

dbkundalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00745289731446482475noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36620410.post-44854637607241795172010-04-11T16:22:00.000-07:002010-04-11T16:22:46.938-07:00

Oh boy, this is a huge task, to tear a couch apart. I had a big couch, fairly old, and it might've had some years on it when I got it over 20 years ago. In fact it did. I advertised it in the paper for free. A few people were over to look at it. Two guys wanted everything I had, then they needed to borrow one of the guy's uncle's truck, and I never saw them again. Another couple came over and

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Maybe not the best picture to go with for this article. From the Des Moines Register, 5-18-1999.

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In packing for my big move I came across a couple of 8 track tape players. Three of them maybe. If there were three, I threw away two of them. And I kept the smallest one, a Radio Shack TR-8, I believe it's called. I plugged it in tonight to see if it still worked and it did. It makes a lot of hissing, shushing noise, and a couple of the program LEDs don't light up. But the rest seems to work. (

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There's a Facebook group (for idiots) called something like "Miss Me Yet? -- George W. Bush." The idea seems to be that the Bush years were some kind of golden age and now we've entered the dark ages. Ha ha! No, George, we don't miss you. Please don't call and don't write. How can we miss you when we're still saddled with your recession everyday? How can we miss you when we're burdened with

dbkundalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00745289731446482475noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36620410.post-73169528009671703532010-04-04T18:28:00.000-07:002010-04-04T18:28:52.453-07:00

A friend was talking about her 11-year-old niece, who was in church one Easter hearing about Jesus' death and resurrection. She asked, "Isn't he the same guy who died last year?"

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Because I'm moving that's meant a total cleaning job on the house, getting rid of all the things that we don't need (some of them) and certainly getting rid of things that are broken, not working, or are simply at this point garbage. I didn't really know that just anyone could go out to the recycling facility and throw away tons of stuff with impunity. I guess I thought there were more

dbkundalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00745289731446482475noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36620410.post-32959794612904903552010-04-01T13:05:00.000-07:002010-04-01T13:05:39.164-07:00

The following is an article on Father Lawrence Murphy of Wisconsin, the priest at the heart of a sexual abuse scandal. It is from 1965. Problems of Deaf Are Described The great "invisible handicap," deafness, was described by the Rev. Lawrence Murphy, director of St. John's School for the Deaf, Milwaukee, to Janesville Serrans at a luncheon meeting Friday noon. "Handicaps such as blindness,

dbkundalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00745289731446482475noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36620410.post-8423731642207939482010-03-31T19:08:00.000-07:002010-03-31T19:08:22.970-07:00

Every time I walk downstairs and past the room with the TV, I have to hear that blasted "Ghost Hunters" show. My wife is a big fan. A while ago she was in the kitchen and I walked in like normal and it scared her. Thanks to the idiotic "Ghost Hunters." C'mon, there can't be that many ghosts, infesting everything and every place. If there's so many ghosts, how come I've never seen or heard any?

dbkundalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00745289731446482475noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36620410.post-103681210543626662010-03-30T18:40:00.000-07:002010-03-30T18:40:46.500-07:00

We need a summit meeting of Sarah Palin and President Sarkozy of France, since he's in the country. They famously spoke on the phone in the heat of the 2008 campaign, which unfortunately for her turned out to be a faux Sarkozy playing a trick on her. Now that the real thing is there, maybe they could get together and he could tell her what a gorgeous woman she is, etc. (I know, true beauty

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Now that I'm moving, getting boxes packed, and it seems like an endless process, I've made a resolution, that I will thin down in the years to come as far as my possessions go. That is my vow. As it is now, I'm thinning out. I probably have 40 boxes of books and other stuff that I'm going to be getting rid of. And I know I have more to go. The problem is there aren't enough thrift shops to get

dbkundalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00745289731446482475noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36620410.post-28379842903224080702010-03-29T19:45:00.000-07:002010-03-29T19:45:44.322-07:00

And I'm not too crazy about them either. Crummy vacuum cleaners that break down and stay behind forever as a corpse. I have one in my basement, which I'm presently cleaning out. I was down there for some hours today. I have managed to scratch the surface and actually go beyond that. Among the junk is an old vacuum cleaner that quit working within the last couple of years. Now I have to make

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