Archive for July, 2012

Busy, busy, busy, busy…..

Wednesday, July 18th, 2012



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…busy, busy, busy, busy, busy… OK, slap me with a wet diaper!  Enough of that silliness.  Most you know what I’m talking about though, right?  That’s us!  Busy.  Doing what?  Stuff.  What kinds of stuff?  All kinds of stuff.  Like what?  You name it.  Give me an example.  Can’t.  Why not?  Too busy…


OK – that’s it!  Blow the damned whistle!  We need a Time Out!


Holy Smokes, Folks!  We’re going outta control.  No, not all of us of course.  But there are enough of us pushing our physical, mental and emotional limits that it’s worthwhile talking about it.  Let me ask you this.  When was the last time you just kicked back and looked at the clouds to see what cartoonish kinds of figures or shapes you could see in them?  Or the last time you touched a plant leaf and really thought about how it felt and how amazing it was that it was an actual living thing?  Or the last time you strolled leisurely down the road or path and thought about nothing in particular?  Or the last time you watched a baby sleep and enjoyed the feeling of being a part of a great creation?  Or the last time you leaned back in an easy chair and snoozed – not because you were completely worn out, but just because it seemed like a neat thing to do?


How long has it been?  An extremely long time?  Never?  Hmmm…


Many of us unfortunately, are the proud owners of the skewed assumption that we must always be doing something.  OK, for those of you who have a tendency to get overly technical, we are always doing something – even when we’re doing “nothing”.  You know what I mean.  I’m referring to our obsession with physical and mental (and sometimes emotional) activity.  We go to work, do stuff, talk with folks, go home, go to the store, go out to an activity, run errands, pay bills, haul the kids around, fix meals, do yard work, do house work, fix stuff, paint stuff, reorganize stuff, buy more stuff, watch TV, surf the web, and on and on.  Even our vacations are so crammed with “doing” that we’re pooped puppies by the time we get back home.


Classic Groaners

Tuesday, July 10th, 2012



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1.  Two antennas met on a roof, fell in love and got married.  The ceremony wasn’t much, but the reception was excellent.



2.  A jumper cable walks into a bar.  The bartender says, “I’ll serve you, but don’t start anything.”



3.  Two peanuts walk into a bar, and one was a salted.



4.  A dyslexic man walks into a bra.



5.  A man walks into a bar with a slab of asphalt under his arm and says: “A beer please, and one for the road.”



6.  Two cannibals are eating a clown.  One says to the other: “Does this taste funny to you?”



7. ”Doc, I can’t stop singing ‘The Green, Green Grass of Home.’”

“That sounds like Tom Jones Syndrome.”

“Is it common?”

“Well, It’s Not Unusual.”



8.  Two cows are standing next to each other in a field.  Daisy says to Dolly, “I was artificially inseminated this morning.” “I don’t believe you,” says Dolly “It’s true, no bull!” exclaims Daisy.



9.  An invisible man marries an invisible woman.  The kids were nothing to look at either.



10.  Deja Moo: The feeling that you’ve heard this bull before.



Are You Just “Going Through the Motions”?

Thursday, July 5th, 2012



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It wasn’t a very big bush yet – only about a foot or so tall.  It did have the promise of developing into something quite a bit larger.  Now, I’m not too sure.  We’ll just have to see.  With a stubby two inch high, frayed trunk sticking up rather forlornly from a small bare patch of lawn, I’d say the chances for survival are about fifty-fifty.


I’m fairly sure it wasn’t my neighbor’s objective to intentionally commit bush murder.  He seems like a pretty nice guy and not the type to purposefully do anything mean.  Even to a little bush.  The best I can tell from the mowing pattern, he just used a bit more of my lawn to turn his riding lawnmower than he originally intended.  Or maybe he meant to use this part of my lawn as turning space and for some reason didn’t see the little bush.  I don’t really know – and it’s not particularly important because after all, it was just a little bush.  Poor little bush…


It does happen to the best of us though, doesn’t it?  Sometimes we get distracted by life stuff and we mess something up or we just don’t do quite as good a job at whatever we were working on as we could have.  Or – we find ourselves performing a task (maybe even our real job) that we don’t particularly enjoy or maybe didn’t want to do in the first place and we just sort of go through the motions to get it done.  Fill the squares, write the memos, hammer the nails, wipe the counter, label the gadget, whomp the whanger, doink the frammitz, and put one more coat of paint on the damn porch railing.   Just gettin’ by.  Just goin’ through the motions.


With the little stuff of life – painting a porch railing, dusting the knick-knacks, mowing the yard – “gettin’ by” is generally OK.  I need to toss in that “generally” because we all know that occasionally a significant other may have an entirely different perspective on the situation and feel compelled to make his or her feelings known.  Sometimes even to everyone within a four block radius.  “HAROLD!  YOU GET THAT PAINT CAN AND GET YOUR BUTT BACK UP ON THAT PORCH AND DO THE JOB RIGHT THIS TIME!!!”  Poor Harold…