Monthly Archives: September 2023

After I told about the my manure fertilizer a couple weeks ago, Tom J reminded me of this particular story:

I don’t know about this, but it looks like it hurts. Looks like something from the Spanish Inquisition.  

I’m out to the old folks home today to entertain. They tell me it’s for an oldies party. I’m going to try to sing Long Tall Sally. It’s a memory unit so nobody will remember.    

BM can mean lots of things, In this case it’s Blue Monday.  

I lost my credit card in the parking lot today. Some very nice lady found it and called the credit card company. I don’t know who she is, but thank you very much. There are still good people in the … Continue reading →