Monday, November 14, 2005

My mom took some pics......

My mom took some pictures when she and my dad were in NYC this past weekend.

Found this article about "older" bloggers. While I don't consider my mom "old" she is new to computing and she does the same thing lots of us do. She totally loses track of the time she spends on the computer. I say have at it, she worked her whole adult life-live a little.

My mom is getting pretty good at manipulating data on her laptop. I showed her how to rip Cd's and put them onto a iPod. Woo hoo, soon she'll be doing all kinds of stuff.

I was playing around with some photo editing software........
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Squirrel before.............

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Squirrel after..........I'm getting good at using the "clone" tool.

Wow. We don't get very many tornados around here and I'm damn glad we don't.

This dude oughta hook up with my buddy Pat Robertson.

I don't hunt, it's not my thing.......however I have no problem with hunting or hunters because I love venison. Why someone would use something like this is beyond me. It seems like it would take one helluva a long time to bag a deer. Most of the time someone hunts, it cold and miserable-I think they should let hunters use small caliber machine guns with tracer bullets to cut down on the time it takes to get a deer. Using a atlatl seems like it would increase the suffering a deer goes through.
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Let's face it, we ain't cave men any more.

No way 60% of America thinks Bush is dishonest. It's more likely that the 40% of America that thinks he's honest must not be well informed. If he's a dumbass, so be it-but I don't like liars.

Slightly off-color joke time...........

A horse and a chicken are playing in a meadow. Suddenly, the Horse falls into a mud hole and starts to sink.

The horse yells at the Chicken to go and get the farmer to help pull him out to safety.

The chicken runs to the farm but the farmer can't be found. So, the chicken gets into the farmer's BMW and drives it as fast as possible back to the mud hole.

Wasting no time, the chicken ties a rope around the bumper, and then tosses the other end of the rope to the horse.

As the horse hangs on for dear life, the chicken drives the car forward, and saves the horse from sinking.

A few days later, the chicken and horse are playing in the meadow again.

This time, the chicken falls into the mud hole. The chicken yells to the horse to hurry and get the farmer, or the farmer's BMW.

The horse then says, "Wait, I think I can stand over the mud hole!" So, he stretches over the width of the hole and says to the chicken, "Reach up and grab my dick and pull yourself up!"

The chicken did so, and pulled herself up to safety.

The Moral of the Story:

If you are hung like a horse, you don't need a BMW to pick up chicks.

You thought it was gonna be worse, didn't you? Hey, my mom reads this blog-so I gotta keep it sorta clean............

I like this one ............

This will warm your heart... just when you lost faith in human kindness:

Someone who teaches at a Middle School in Hudson, Florida forwarded the following letter. The letter was sent to the principal's office after the school had sponsored a luncheon for the elderly. This story is a credit to all human kind. Read it and forward it to all those who could use a lift.

Dear Hudson Middle School,

God blesses you for the beautiful radio I won at your recent senior citizen's luncheon.

I am 84 years old and live at the Hudson Assisted Home for the Aged.

All of my family has passed away. I am all alone now and it's nice to know that someone is thinking of me. God bless you for your kindness to an old forgotten lady.

My roommate is 95 and always had her own radio, but before I received one, she would never let me listen to hers, even when she was napping.

The other day her radio fell off the night stand and broke into a lot of pieces.

It was awful and she was in tears. She asked if she could listen to mine, and I said fuck you.

Life is good.

That's more my style........

Anal bleaching? WTF???? SFW link on a NSW website. Why would anyone let another human bleach their asshole? I'm not gettin' it..........ever.

Liquid cereal. I'd like to try the peanut butter and chocolate mixed together.

Another joke...............

A fourty-ish woman was at home happily jumping on her bed and squealing with delight. Her husband watches her for a while.

Husband : "Do you have any idea how ridiculous you look? What's the matter with you?"

The woman continues to bounce on the bed and says...

Wife: "I don't care. I just came from having a mammogram and the doctor says I have the breasts of an 18 year-old."

Husband: "What did he say about your 46 year old ass?"

Wife: "Your name never came up."

I'm sure my wife would appreciate that one since she is a breast cancer survivor and she's married to a 46 year old ass.

And that ass would be me:-)

This dog is smarter then I am.

I read this article and am reminded why car shopping is such a total pain in the ass. Do I like low prices? Hell yes, I do but I hate getting the feeling that you left a few dollars on the table when you sign on the dotted line at a dealership. I want the "special deal" all the time.

Fortunately, I only buy a new vehicle every 10 or 12 years, I wish it was like shopping for everything else that my wife gives me permission to buy.

Till later and thanks for reading.


Yokota Fritz said...

Squirrels are the ENEMY of cyclists. We must detain and torture all TERRORIST squirrel cells to protect our BICYCLING way of life. Hunt, kill, and destroy!

The Donut Guy said...


That squirrel is a Central Park squirrel my mom took a picture of this past weekend. Evidently, they are extremely tame-it went right up to her.

I did run one over last year- I was flying down a hill and it ran out right in front of me and froze.

It never had a chance.........

Ptelea said...

Your mom took some great pictures - I really enjoyed looking at them. I visited NYC once when I was in high school back in the 1960's - I remember it fondly. The trip and my experiences gave me a lot of bragging rights back at my high school in Nashville, Tennessee!

The possibility of running over a squirrel is almost enough to make me not want to get on a bicycle. If your kids had been with you, would you have had to stop and bury it?

The Old Bag said...

Thankyou, thankyou, thankyou for the links to older bloggers. I'm not hugely old, but it's still been tough to find others (especially women) in my age bracket...and in my interest bracket.


Anonymous said...

i dont think you ought to say that bush lied in going into iraq

The Donut Guy said...

I ignore comments from anoymous posters.

Anonymous said...

by responding you didnt ignore my comment but what you cant do is respond in an intelligent manner to the fact that the president didnt lie about the threat iraq posed post 9-11 before following through on the sanctions imposed under the un resolutions on iraq

the fact is that everyone shared the same view at the time even democrats that currently are trying to say that bush lied so for them and you to say that now is disingenuous and provides an aid and comfort to the terrorists and saps the moral of our fighting forces by undermining their effort for you to live in relative peace baking bread and riding your bike

ne'erdowell said...

1. Congress did NOT have the same intel. What they had was laundered by the hawks.

2. The resolution was NOT to go to war that day, knowing what we knew at the time. The resolution was to give the pres the authority to make the call, so he could wield that to negotiate letting weapons inspectors in. My what a short memory we have. In effect it was to put our trust in the Pres to use sound judgement. That turned out well.