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This entry was posted on Thursday, May 14th, 2020 at 10:07 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.
You can live to be a hundred if you give up all the things that make you want to live to be a hundred.
—Woody Allen
I told the doctor I broke my leg in two places. He told me to quit going to those places.
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
Yep. Some day we’ll look back and reminisce, I hope. 😦 — Suzanne
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We can always hope.
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Yes, indeed. Dr Macoy would definitely have this thing sorted.
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Where is he when we need him ?
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I finally got so fed up with my hair that I just hacked it off. It’s uneven but at least it isn’t in my eyes or on my neck. But I hadn’t thought about dye jobs. Or what about those fake nails some women get that have to be attended to once a month as the natural nail makes them grow out. I wonder what happens when the gaps aren’t filled in? Nail fungus?
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My hair looks okay, or as good as my hair ever looks, but only because I got a too-short haircut shortly before the economy shut down. I regretted it at the time, but it turned out to be a good thing in the long run.
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Whereas I really, really needed a haircut when the economy shut down! LOL
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