Okay, so I'll admit that I've always wondered about this. Really, I have!

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Our good friend, and regular contributor, Dr. Jill, finally cleared up for me what in the world is "Victoria's Secret."


I'm quite sure that I can speak for all the regular visitors to Andy's Place when I say, "Thanks, Doc!"

Just to let y'all know I'm still erect...

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Oooops!  That didn't come out right.  Sorry.


Yes indeed, I'm is still alive, and living, and breathing, and all.  Just been busier than a one-armed switchman.  Been working overtime, and wearing lots of hats, and...well, you know the drill.


I had decided after I saw the Jap Quake, and Tsunami that I was NOT NEVER gonna bitch and moan about the minor annoyances of life again.  Of course, I've told myself that dozens of times in the past, yet return to my old ways.  So, I'm not making it like a resolution or anything...just gonna try to do more better.


It could just be coincidence that my decision to always take the high road, and make lemons out of lemonade and all came just about the time that a friend sent me a computer letter.  He's a REAL friend, too.  I won't say who he is, but he's not just a virtual friend.  He's a FACE-TO-FACE friend.  And, he lives here in My Bossier Parish, and he's bald and all.


Anyway, he sent me this attachment through The G-Mail.  (The reason I'm not naming Jim is because there's a potty-mouthed word in there, and he might not appreciate confidential correspondence being put all over the worldwide computer).

 

(I spray painted out the potty mouthed word.)

So, really this is just a post to let y'all know that life is GREAT!  REALLY GREAT!  And, that I'm gonna catch up with y'all.  I've been working for "the man" every day for a while now, which is REALLY GREAT!  And, my own business seems to have not fallen off so much as I thought at one time, so I'm using my off days hours to work on that.  


Plus, it's a glorious Springtime in NW Louisiana, too!  That means that there is more mowing and trimming to do than you can shake a Weedeater at!


Man!  Was I ever surprised!  When I got home from work this afternoon, The Mrs. had mowed the grass!  God bless her heart, and give her extra stars in her crown!!!  Not only did she cut down about an hour of work from me...her effort really gave me HOPE.  HOPE to carry on.  I mean, there'll be peace when you are done, and all.


Nyuk!  I saw this the other day, and snapped a picture with my cameraphone. 

My first thought was, "That old boy needs to pass the collection plate.  Again."  But, when I saw the cat that actually got in the vehicle and drove it off, I realized his trouble.  He was about 22 years old, was wearing clothes that The Goodwill would reject, had about 17" of hair protruding from his ball cap, and had about 3 teeth.  Maybe.


I'm figuring that he can't read, or that if he can, he's got no idea what "Clergy" means.  Crud!  I was SO hoping that his temporary (probably stolen) plate in the back windshield was from Arkansas.  Not so.


Crud...

Well, that's about all I got.  I'm still erect.  Somewhat.

I'm gonna go get cleaned up from a fabulous day of life, probably sit down in my beautiful Dark Mauve Bedroom, and catch up on my blog buddies with my new Toshiba Netbook, while The Mrs. finishes looking at "Ode To Billy Joe" on The Netflix®. Man, that The Netflix® deal is cooler than the other side of the pillow. (Heck, we've got "Secretariat" coming by the mailman tomorrow.  And we're gonna look at it tomorrow night, too.  Tomorrow is my day off).


Life is good.  REALLY, REALLY GOOD!

Yep! (#176)

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Stolen off Theo

"Oh, you better watch out..."

Dr. Jill sends this along.

Stolen junk Wednesday...

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Well, no "upset" for my Bulldogs over Boise.  Actually, when you look at the stats, it should have been closer.  But it was just not to be.


Since I still got nothing, here's some good junk I found on the net this am.  These first three I stole off Theo.


I want one!

Spooky!  Even too spooky for Halloweems!

Great Poster!

I love this next one.  I stole it off Pseudonym.

Pseudo also had a great story.  I have often joked in the past about my belly button lint figurines.  This dude actually has the material.  It seems that a librarian has a "record" belly button lint collection.  Can you believe that?  A Librarian?


Here's a pretty funny computer letter that Dr. Jill sent me.  Nyuk...

Definitions:

1. THINGY (thing-ee) n.
Female...... Any part under a car's hood.
Male..... The strap fastener on a woman's bra.

2. VULNERABLE (vul-ne-ra-bel) adj.
Female.... Fully opening up one's self emotionally to another.
Male.... Playing football without a cup.

3. COMMUNICATION (ko-myoo-ni-kay-shon) n.
Female... The open sharing of thoughts and feelings with one's partner.
Male... Leaving a note before taking off on a fishing trip with the boys.

4. COMMITMENT (ko-mit-ment) n.
Female.... A desire to get married and raise a family.
Male...... Trying not to hit on other women while out with this one.

5. ENTERTAINMENT (en-ter-tayn-ment) n.
Female.... A good movie, concert, play or book.
Male...... Anything that can be done while drinking beer.

6. FLATULENCE (flach-u-lens) n.
Female.... An embarrassing byproduct of indigestion.
Male...... A source of entertainment, self-expression, male bonding.

7 MAKING LOVE (may-king luv) n.
Female...... The greatest expression of intimacy a couple can achieve.

Male.. Call it whatever you want, just as long as we do it.

8. REMOTE CONTROL (ri-moht kon-trohl) n.
Female.... A device for changing from one TV channel to another.
Male... A device for scanning through all 375 channels every 5 minutes.


AND;
He said . . . I don't know why you wear a bra; you've got nothing to put in it.
She said . . . You wear underpants don't you?

He said.... Shall we try swapping positions tonight?
She said ... That's a good idea - you stand by the ironing board while I sit on the sofa and fart!

He said ... What have you been doing with all the grocery money I gave you?
She said...Turn sideways and look in the mirror!

He said . . How many men does it take to change a roll of toilet paper?
She said . . We don't know; it has never happened.

She said . . Why is it difficult to find men who are sensitive, caring and good- looking?
He said . . . They already have boyfriends.

He said...What do you call a woman who knows where her husband is every night?
She said . . . A widow.

He said . .. . Why are married women heavier than single women?
She said . . . Single women come home, see what's in the fridge and go to bed. Married women come home, see what's in bed and go to the fridge.

Well, that's all I got on this here humpday...at least for now.  All a bunch of stolen junk, and one computer letter.  Yep!


Yep!


That's it!


Well look, y'all struggle on through the week.  It'll be done before you know it.  I love y'all!  I mean it!

Stolen Junk Saturday...The Sequel.

Stolen off Theo Spark...

Solidarity!

From Woody's Place...

Monday junk...not much going on at Andy's Place...

Hey y'all!  Hugs, kisses, yada yada yada...

I've got a question.  Maybe one of y'all that knows a lot about the physiology, and endurance of canines can explain to me just exactly HOW a dog can bark for four straight hours!  I mean, FOUR! STRAIGHT! HOURS! Without ever taking a break!  I mean, not one break to get a drink of water, or take a leak, or a dump, or anything!

Man, we've got this yapping dog that lives in the yard behind Andy's Place.  Almost every night, the danged thing goes off, and yaps it's fool head off.  Well, last night, the alarm went off at 1 am, and did not cease until 5.  Seriously...not more than a two second break between woofs for four stinkin' hours!

And then, he gets my son's dog Jake next door all stirred up, and the chorus begins.  I am an "extremely" light sleeper, and this is getting old.  Ear plugs do not drown it out, either.  Sigh...   Well, at least Sadie does not join in with all the fun.  Heck, she don't even bark at bad guys, or squirrels, or nothin'.  She is my favorite at this point.

Well, there is a lot of junk going on at Andy's House, but not so much on this podunk blog.  I got almost nothing! 

So, go over and look at Today's Trivia...A lot of interesting things happened on this day.  Check out the birthdays, too.  Diverse group.

Also, I've told y'all about Big Tony.  He's the Pastor of a church now, and sends me something almost every day about how "Obama Sucks!"  Well, he doesn't use those exact terms, but the underlying tone is pretty much like that.  Of course, he is one of those RAAAAAAACIST Christians, so it is to be expected.

Tony sent me this picture taken near his place in Grand Junction, CO.

Like I said, not much going on.  I think there's a basketball game on tonight.  I have not watched ONE SINGLE college, or pro basketball game this season.  But, I might try to stay up and watch the NCAA final.  Pretty interesting story there with Butler v. Duke.  We'll see.

Heh!  If that stupid dog gets started earlier, I might just be able to stay awake.

Well look, y'all have a great day, okay!  Make the best of your Monday!  I love y'all...

"One-Upped" by a blog bud...

Jim at My Bossier ran with my idear, and due to my obviously weak photo manipulation knowledge...just schooled me.

I'd like to see this one make it around the worldwide computer...and quick!

Rare View...

Stolen from Theo Spark

(click to enlarge)