You be the judge.
You be the judge.
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There is some theoretical amount of honesty that is indistinguishable from mental illness. —Scott Adams
Home is where you can say whatever you want because no one listens to you anyway.
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
Some of these (*cough* the grass) are a bit much. But having worked retail I can tell you that some of these are great boredom busters at work and most of these just make me so happy to see order there…. Maybe I need help 😂
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Omg that was what I was going to say about retail! To see the love that someone put into merchandising brought tears into my eyes.
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Maybe a bit over the top but keeps workers busy.
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I must admit to having a strong sense of Perfectionism, not OCD….. 😂
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OCD definitely but also art!
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The OCD world can be a beautiful place. My therapist told me: “A little OCD is good. It encourage it in my clients.” : -D
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Logic and common sense.
A place for everything and everything in its place.
Olde Wisdom from Thee Frugal Curmudgeon
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Reblogged this on wordrefiner.
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Thank you for reblogging. 🙂
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I see it as just being organized. Okay a few may be perfectionism.
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Definitely in the eye of the beholder. 🙂
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I call it perfection. The only bad thing is when someone will come along and take one and ruin the whole thing😕
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What an amazing collection, and so many! Been saving up for this one for a while?
There are two kinds of people in the world. Seeing a carefully-stacked pyramid of canned tomatoes in the aisle of the store, one type will take a can off the top. The other will try to find the key can to cause a jenga fail. I confess, Lord forgive me, I have been tempted…
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Those perfectly-arranged displays in the grocery store make me reluctant to take one at all, because I don’t want to spoil the symmetry.
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Go ahead. It’s symmetry designed to be spoiled.
You’ve likely seen those grocery displays where a bunch of cases of sodapop are stacked up to be a great big image, for the Big Game, or Hallowe’en. Saw a snippet of vid somebody posted of one of those displays going up. Disappointing: to see those aren’t all full, individual cases carefully stacked by the clever kid at the store; they’re just cardboard facades, already glued together for the display.
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I don’t care what it’s called, I find it very satisfying … with the exception of the books. They MUST be in alphabetical order by author … which is another kind of perfectionism/OCD, I guess 😀
Nice collection, BoB 🙂
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There are companies that sell “books by the foot” that are used for home decor instead of reading. (Horrible, I know, right?) Those companies will sell you specific colors of books, with different prices depending on the rarity of the color you want. Those bookshelves look like they might be from the warehouse at one of those companies.
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People really buy books that way just for show? Yikes!
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Heresy!! lol
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Great orderly examples! Love the cat on the carton too.
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That one was my favorite. 🙂
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This is so my husband. He calls it perfectionism. I call it OCD.
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I am only really interested in the cake displays. They always get me in any great cake shop. Those books are not owned by a true book lover. Must be in subject grouping or alphabetical author if it’s fiction.
Ps if I always refold the towels after my DH has attempted to, am I ocd?
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No, you’re just normal.
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Agreed, as to the books.
Unless! The person was actually dedicated enough to find books that can be grouped by subject while still being organized by cover color! Too much for me… 😉
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Isn’t this the way things are supposed to be?
btw, I organise my clothes in the wardrobe by colour – hadn’t thought of it by books, but all our books are subject specific, so not applicable (a good thing, I’m thinking).
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One of my daughters used to organize all her clothes by color, in spectrum (spectral?) order. Her closet was a sight to behold.
I organize my books by genre and/or subject, or in the case of children’s books, by age level. My music is organized chronologically, beginning with the middle ages and progressing through the twentieth century. It’s easier for me to find what I’m looking for that way, and ensures that the Moody Blues don’t end up sandwiched between Monteverdi and Mozart. 🙂
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Pretty sure this is what the world looked like after God formed Adam but before He blew into his nostrils! 👍😊
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I love all of these people. Now, I’m off to stalk the person who mows fabulous lawns 😊
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Some of these give me the warm fuzzies. Others don’t because I know they’re ephemeral.
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Actually it looks more like Asperger’s Syndrome to me.
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You may be right. 🙂
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I’m high-functioning autistic. Asperger’s is next on the spectrum toward disfunction, so I share some of this fascination with counting and patterns in space. It is grounding a mathematical bent for spatial geometry and is an intensely pleasurable pursuit for those inclined that way
On Sat, Sep 3, 2022 at 7:11 PM bluebird of bitterness < comment-reply@wordpress.com> wrote:
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This my 3rd attempt at a reply. Sorry, but I give up —-
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Order from Chaos!
Entropy must die!!
I can appreciate a really good display well done and organized, I think just about everybody does. The Extra Mile, y’know…
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Not OCD–ORGANIZED!
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I love all of them and feel so satisfied looking at them, but the t-shirts at the bottom, the colored hangers, and the file folders at the top are all totally me.
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