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This entry was posted on Monday, February 19th, 2018 at 9:31 am and is filed under circus of life. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.
The problem with cats is that they get the exact same look on their face whether they see a moth or an axe-murderer. —Paula Poundstone
My kid accused me of being overdramatic, so I changed the WiFi password. We’ll see who’s overdramatic in about five minutes.
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
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 Happiness™ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
Bluebird Bitter™, the beer they named for Bob
Read Cakefully.
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These are great. I have a small lexical bone to pick with the first one. I have always thought of garbage as food waste and trash as non-food waste. So I can’t find fault with the sign. Indeed, food waste is the first meaning given for garbage here: https://www.thefreedictionary.com/garbage. I raise the point because I’m curious as to whether there are others who make the distinction that I make.
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I have to agree with you, Thomas – there *is* a distinction!
So, the sign is only funny if taken in the sense of “Garbage = Trash”.
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Most speakers of American English use the two pretty much interchangeably, at least in my experience, but maybe it’s a regional thing. If the person making the sign meant “food waste,” he/she should have said “food waste,” so that there would be no ambiguity. 🙂
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I’ve always used it interchangeably.
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I also make that distinction. Sadly in my local area when they instituted mandatory recycling none of us could figure it out.
And if you know what you are supposed to do with the plastic bag you use to take out your recyclable things (paper, cardboard, empty cat food cans) and that plastic bag isn’t recyclable please let me know where you put it? Just asking.
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Many grins & chuckles here. Great new ones, some classics.
Should be noted that the “Unions our my cup of tea” protesters are teachers! Of coarse.
Speed bumps when children are playing is hilarious. That’s what you get when you have slow children, of quarts.
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PRICELESS!
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I wish that the not dumb areas could be exported–
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If only.
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I like your ever changing background. You do try to keep us on our toes!
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I’ve had the same theme for eight years, so frequent background changes are the way I keep it from getting too monotonous.
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Encore! Encore!
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I think the Prevagen one was my favorite, but they were all funny. The lane closure one brought too many bad memories home. Sure glad I don’t have to commute anymore. Pray for those who do.
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I think the pharmacy one was done on purpose to make people think they’re seeing things wrong and have to take Prevagen. You know, more sales, more $$ . 🙂
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I wouldn’t put it past them.
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Your post made me laugh! Three times! Do you know what a miracle that is right now? My husband and I are closing on a house early in the morning, we have a ton of packing, cleaning, moving, and unpacking yet to do, we are both still recovering from a horrible case of ths awful flu that has been going around, we are in our sixties, and we are feeling overwhelmed and crabby. I am exhausted right now, about to fall into bed… and you just made me Laugh Right Out Loud.
Priceless!!
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Oh dear Lady Q… life is certainly ganging up on you two. I hope and pray that you’ll both be feeling back to normal soon, that you will survive the packing and moving and unpacking ordeal (and may it be over with as quickly and uneventfully as possible), and that very soon you’ll be able to get back to your literary pursuits. ♥️
p.s. You’re descended from John Tyler? So am I! You and I are probably eleventh cousins or something.
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Oh, you must have seen my author bio on my old novel? Yes, my maternal grandmother’s maiden name was Tyler, and my paternal grandmother’s maiden name was Eisenhour. I grew up hearing my dad and his mother brag about how we were distant cousins to President Eisenhower, and my mother brag that she was descended from President Tyler. It wasn’t until 4 years ago when I had my DNA testing done by ancestry dot com, that I learned the truth: the Tylers I am descended from, are not descended from any U.S. President. There also does not appear to be any connection between the Missouri Eisenhours and the White House Eisenhower.
The original publishing company that published my novel in 2000, has been bought and sold a couple of times. They put my book on Kindle a few years ago and never said a word to me. I know some people are stil buying my book, but I haven’t seen a royalty check since 2004. I don’t have any idea how to contact the current publisher, to correct the author bio. Nor do I much care, since I don’t use that pen name anymore and, like I said, they aren’t even paying me anymore. I guess I should figure out how to correct that, at least, but… Eh. They put the world’s worst cover on my book, so I just want to keep my distance.
Sorry to disappoint, but we probably aren’t Tyler cousins. However, according to 23andMe, I am related to a whole lot of Smiths. If you are, too, then we probably are cousins after all, and cousin to most of the Caucasian world! 😀
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Is it okay if I send you an email?
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Yes, that would be great! Do you have my LadyQuixote email address?
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I have whichever one is connected with your WordPress account and shows up on the admin page when you comment.
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I shouldn’t laugh as I have bruised ribs but OMG some of those are just priceless, hahaa!
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Oh dear… I hope those ribs heal up quickly. It’s awful to have to be in pain every time you laugh.
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Thank you. They are down to a strong ache, rather than pain now so I can see the funny side.
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