Home sweet home
Bob's sister Hannah
Bob's sister Ada
Bob's brother Otto
Bob's sister Eve
Bob's sister Nan
A baby picture of Bob and his siblings (clockwise from upper left: Otto, Eve, Hannah, Ada, Bob, and Nan)
Bob's childhood home
Bob's mom and dad
Bob in his youth
Bob's cousin Alphonse
Bob's Uncle Ralph and Aunt Edna
Bob's cousin Archibald
Bob's stepbrother Herbie (who really needs to quit smoking)
Bob's cousin Chester
Bob's Great Uncle Norbert and Great Aunt Phyllis
Bob's cousin Saffron (who will do anything for a drink)
Bob's cousin Thorndike
Bob's brother-in-law Vinnie
Bob's cousin Orville, who loves the Green Bay Packers
Bob's nieces Lulu and Bitsy, the biker chicks
Bob's stepsister Eloise, with the twins, Rudy and Trudy
Bob's Uncle Henry and Aunt Rowena
Bob's niece Esmerelda (who likes to live dangerously)
Bob's Great Uncle Arthur up in Saskatchewan
Bob's cousin Louie, the grackle of grumpiness
Miss Screech, Bob's journalism teacher
Bob's nephew Winthrop, who loves sports
Bob's Uncle Seymour and Aunt Bernice
Bob's second cousin Schlomo in Brooklyn
Bob's nephew Baxter
Bob's cousin Darrell
Nigel, Bob's pen pal in New Zealand
Bob's sister-in-law Delphine, who volunteers at the animal shelter
Percy the Pickpocket, Bob's third cousin once removed (the relative no one likes to talk about... every family has one)
The Bluebird of Happinessâ„¢ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
A pair of tits (in case the boobies were insufficiently titillating)
Bluebird Bitterâ„¢, the beer they named for Bob
These people are common sense challenged. 😀 — Suzanne
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Or just very absent-minded. 🙂
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As geezerdom encroaches, I fear that it will happen to me in a moment of absent-mindedness.
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As scatterbrained as I am, it’s a miracle that I haven’t done any of these (yet).
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That’s just what I was thinking, Bluebird. How is it that I haven’t done anything like this yet, in over 45 years of driving?
When I had my big 5-0 birthday, many years ago, I decided to buy myself a motorcycle and learn to ride. One by one, all of my biker friends told me the same thing. “Lynda, you are too ditzy. You will kill yourself the first week.” I knew they were right, so I decided not to do it.
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Good! I’m glad you’re still alive. 🙂
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Me too! 😀
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I am in geezerdom, yet haven’t had this happened to me. Hope it never does.
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Me too. 🙂
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I am deep into Geezerhood, but I have never done anything like this…as far as I can remember.
What was I talking about ?
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I’m a geezer too, and heaven knows I’ve done my share of stupid things behind the wheel… but it always makes me feel a little better when I see things like the above that (so far) I haven’t done. 🙂
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