BILL'S HAVING REALITY PROBLEMS

Oh, wow. Bill's at it again. He must be.

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Reality and Richardson are two things that should not be used in the same sentence.

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Here's an interesting article from the way back machine (check out the date line):http://www.cnn.com/2005/US/08/12/newmexico/index.html?iref=newssearch

That was valid then. It is even more valid, now that the highest ranking Mexican police officer has been murdered.

War has been going on in Mexico for some years now. Drug cartels, earning more money than Bush is spending are gigantic, profitable and unafraid of police. Even American police. The borders of our country are a sieve allowing Mexicans to cross them at will. Mexican drug lords have been aware of this for a long time. New Mexico, Arizona, California, Texas all have had "border incidents". I say it's border warfare. The criminals usually withdraw from American soil before our Federales are even sent to the locale.

But make no mistake about it. When the drug lords are ready, they'll make their inroads in quick, vicious attacks and then use those Americans who feel sorry for the poor illegals to protect their invasion. They are not stupid men. They're just not good baseball players.

They'll plead they are being hunted down by the Mexican police and ask for sanctuary.

Some news while I was writing this post: Juan Antonio Roman, the No. 2 policeman in the gritty border city of Ciudad Juarez, was riddled with bullets outside his home as he stepped from his pickup truck in the early hours of the morning, a police spokesman said.

A police chief from Mexico crossed the border seeking safety and asylum in America a week or two ago.

So Bill is in Mexico now, and: "New Mexico Gov. Bill Richardson said Wednesday that he has seen an improvement in security along the U.S.-Mexico border." And: "More than 200 people have been killed so far this year in Ciudad Juarez, a city of 1.3 million across from El Paso, Texas that is home base for the Juarez cartel." A wave of organized crime and drug-related violence has shaken Mexico in recent years, killing more than 2,500 people in 2007 alone.

So Bill is down there making syrupy talk, kissing anatomy and pretending that this violence is not going on. What a man. What a governator. What a phony.

America does not need this man in any political office.

A REASON NOT TO VOTE FOR OBAMA

Billy, we hardly knew ya.

Lemme see, thirty or so extra pounds, a cheaper suit than Barracks and a beard to hide behind.

Do you believe he's thinking something like "Boy, have I got this guy suckered in. Move over, sonny and make room for your new Secretary of State."?

Or do you think he's going to kiss the candidate. After all, he's got his arm around the man.

I thought it kind of funny the governator had a flag pin on, after all the fuss about Barracks not wearing one.

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One of the biggest reasons to oppose Sen. Obama is to make sure Bill can’t even drive near 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue. Let alone get inside.

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Yeah, Bill's shown his loyalty and dependability by turning his back on the Clintons (he'd be picking fruit if it weren't for Ex prez Clinton. Another reason to dislike the male Clinton.)

Is it possible to refer to Hillary as Dr. Frankenstein? Or Igor? And ask her what, now that it breathes, she intends to do with it?

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Other than my learned distrust of this man (I was NOT born despising him) what's new about his farce of pretending to be a worthy Governor?

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I'm glad you asked (He, he, he). I don't know if you've heard of the horrendous, uncontrolled fire that burned in one of our mountain chains? The Manzano mountains. They separate Albuquerque from a beautiful wilderness area. A number of people live there, doing what people in forested areas do.

Anyway, fire officials say it was deliberately started by humans (who have to be at the bottom of the evolutionary scale). The fire raced through the underbrush and became a conflagration. Winds (some as high as 50 mph) pushed the inferno along. The crews were not making headway against the fire, anywhere along the line. Then a lessening of the wind and the fire fighters had it 35% contained. It was looking good. The governator looked the scene over and declared it a disaster area. He was appalled at the damage. Horrified. Aghast with disgust.

So he went to the Kentucky Derby to rub elbows with the rich (in an effort to get them to contribute to Barracks' campaign?) and drink mint juleps.

While the fire burned and destroyed the lives of those caught in the holocaust. The fire was again fanned by high winds and routed the gallant defenders. It was, apparently, a super effort by the fire fighters that they stopped the flareup from consuming everything in its path.

But that didn't stop our Bill from flying to Kentucky, sucking up to the wealthy, (he's had lots of practice at that.) and raising dough for Barracks' campaign.

Oh, yeah, something to add to his "caring about New Mexico" horsepuckies: He was so used to being away from N.M., he didn't bother to tell the lieutenant governor he would be gone. The governator's spokesman (read toady) said it was "an oversight". Oh, yeah. Sure.

Someday we'll get a real Governor here again. But it ain't Bill Richardson.

About that hairy ape look on his face? Men grow beards when they want to hide something. Wonder what he's hiding? Or maybe, wonder what he isn't hiding?

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Don't forget to click on the header.

A POTPOURRI

Clicking the header will take you to a strange land called Nano Photography. Only it isn't. Photography. See the comments to discover what it really is. (Scientists with too much time on their hands?) . I'm still on my revolutionary kick. About salt and why we're being poisoned by it and by who(m). Have a look at this: http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/24313369/ . A world convention of brewers was held in Amsterdam. The presidents of the world's greatest breweries were on hand. As usual, a convention dinner brought them together on the first evening. When asked what they would like to drink, the CEO of Miller said, "A Miller Lite, please."The president of Anheuser Busch said, "I'll have a Michelob." Adolph Coors requested a Coors. And so it went, around the long table, each president requesting a brew from his own company. Finally, the waiter came to Arthur Guinness. "And you, sir?" he queried."I'll have a coke," was Guinness's reply. The waiter was shocked. "A COKE?!? Wouldn't you rather have a Guinness, sir?" Arthur looked at the waiter, then gestured at his companions. "If they're not drinking beer, then neither am I". . Oh, yes, been meaning to put this up: Most Dangerous States 2008 - AOL Money & Finance Be sure to view number 3. . And this one: Unhealthiest States 2008 - AOL Money & Finance Look who's number three here. . One Friday morning, a teacher came up with a novel way to motivate her class. She told them that she would read a quote and the first student to correctly identify who said it would receive the restof the day off. She started with, "This was England's finest hour." Little Suzi instantly jumped up and said, "Winston Churchill." "Congratulations!" said the teacher. "You may go home." The teacher then said, "Ask not what your country can do for you." Before she could finish this quote, another young lady belted out,"John F. Kennedy." "Very good!" exclaimed the teacher. "You may go home, too." Irritated that he had missed two golden opportunities, Little Johnny blurted out, "I wish those girls would just shut up." Upon overhearing this comment, the outraged teacher demanded to know who said it. Johnny instantly rose to his feet and said, "Bill Clinton. I'll see you Monday!" . Some rules I found hidden in one of Schotzy's beds:

• Always give generously. A small bird or rodent left on the bed tells them, I care.
• Climb your way to the top. That's why the drapes are there.
• Curiosity never killed anything except maybe a few hours.
• Find your place in the sun. Especially if it happens to be on that nice pile of warm, clean laundry.
• If you're not receiving enough attention, try knocking over several expensive antique lamps.
• Life is hard, then you nap.
• Make your mark in the world. Or at least spray in each corner.
• Never sleep alone when you can sleep on someone's face.
• Variety is the spice of life. One hour ignore people, the next hour annoy them.
• When in doubt, cop an attitude.
• Never give a human an even break

. Have a fun weekend.

TRIALS, TRIBULATIONS AND TROUBLES

Male and female carrots?

Don't forget to click on the header for another adventure.

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I haven't been particularly ill lately. Although I did pick up a virus somewhere. Or at least the dumb computer did. (It must have been the computer's fault. Couldn't have been mine.)

I tried out a new (to me) browser and discovered, too late, that for some reason it failed to connect with my anti virus screening. And then, of course, it took me to a page I wasn't familiar with. Sigh.

Bad decision. Wound up spending several days (probably would have been easier to reload Windows (shudder), but I'm the type who wants to be a fixit man.

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Anyway, lots of thoughts have been swirling around here. For instance, staring at a bottle of Chewable Aspirin, I finally noticed the directions for using these pills.

"Chew One Tablet By Mouth Every Day."

How else, I've been wondering, could I chew them? What other part of my anatomy is involved in chewing?

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Wild Thing went to the dentist the other day. It was discovered that she had a cavity that would have to be filled.

The dentist asked her "What kind of filling would you like for that tooth?"

Without hesitation Wild Thing replied, "Chocolate, please."

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“Let me tell you something, when it comes to finishing a fight,

Rocky and I have a lot in common. I never quit. I never give up.”

— Hillary Clinton "Now if I remember the movie correctly, doesn’t Rocky get the crap beat out him and then loses to the black guy?” — Jay Leno

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Barracks is in trouble now, with the white voters. The man's minister has said a number of things that really display him as a bigot. Barracks has cut all ties with the guy, pointed out that he seems to be a different man than he was 20 years ago and is no longer someone he holds in esteem. If you'd like to read more: http://www6.comcast.net/news/articles/politics/2008/03/14/Obama.Pastor/

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Grandparents are similar to a piece of string - handy to have around and easily wrapped around the fingers of their grandchildren.

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Actual conversation I overheard today in a convenience store while trying to pay for a cup of coffee.

The young woman cashier was enmeshed in what sounded like a quiet, defensive argument with an olive-skinned gentleman, who I took to be her supervisor. The subject had something to do with an earlier transaction by a woman who was paying for lottery tickets with a $100 bill. As the clerk waved her hands side to side, from the lottery ticket cabinet to the cash register, back and forth, explaining the details of those proceedings, she made a statement in a somewhat higher volume and pitch than she had previously used. This certainly persuaded me...

"I know I did it, because I don’t remember not doing it."

The prosecution rests…

"Borrowed" from: http://www.nobodyasked.com/2008/04/22/logical-proof/

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And then there's this yum yum...

http://www.extremechocolate.com/could-chocolate-addiction-be-real.html

(Look at what White Chocolate really is.)

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There is daily talk, chat, blogs, TV presentations, radio talk show people, newspapers, advertising (and on and on) about one particular subject that is a mainstay among all the media today. But no one, including the FDA, has faced an ugly possibility.

What we're hearing about, in spite of the cruelly increasing price of groceries, is the fattening of much the world's peoples. Particularly the American people. And all of a sudden, it seems.

I'd like to offer a point for speculation: (First, let's admit that much of the world's populations follow American styles of eating since the mega expansion of the fast food business.) My concern is something that the medical associations should point out, but seem reticent about bringing up.

When I had my heart attack I was warned by the physicians to cut back severely on my salt intake. Good ole NaCl. Sodium chloride.

I have never over used salt and so I asked them why this restriction. They solemnly informed me that salt made the human body retain water, although used wisely it aids in supplying us with needed water. Over use results in our bodies retaining water which means increasing the weight of our body.

When Wild Thing had her heart attack she was given a salt free diet in the hospital.

We like to eat out fairly often and I have noticed over the past few years what seems to be an increase in the salt content of certain restaurant foods, such as gravies, soups and certain entrees. Some of these items are so heavily salted that I can not eat them.

And since when has bacon become almost impossible to consume because because of its ridiculous salt content?

I realize that:

1. Food companies want to make money.

2. Food companies do not want their food to spoil while it is on the grocer's shelves nor in warehouses.

3. Salt has been a cheap form of preserving food stuffs for more centuries than I can imagine.

4. Extra, extra salt will apparently keep food edible (to some people) for long periods of time.

Thus, if people do not return spoiled food to their grocer, and the grocer does not return it to the manufacturer then everyone makes extra money.

Good system, eh?

BOYS AND GIRLS

When I was a lad, I learned that there were two sexes. It was information that I really needed then, since I was in the difficult place where things that had never happened to me before were occuring. They made things hard. And sometimes embarrassing. Don't we all wish to be that age and have the knowledge we do now? And the header is um, different and interesting. Click on it. Save some money. . The state of Maine gave a test to about 15,000 eighth-graders to assess their writing skills, including their ability to form a logical position. When the state refused to release the results, a newspaper filed a Freedom of Information Act request and learned that 78 percent of the kids failed, which was 50 percent more than failed the test the previous year. Maine's Department of Education explained the results were "inconclusive", and they discarded them because students reacted emotionally to the test. "Kids got ticked off at the [question]," explained Education Commissioner Susan Gendron, "so it was not an accurate reflection of their writing skills." The essay-based test asked the students to support or refute the statement, "Television may have a negative impact on learning." I vaguely remember some of the essay tests I had in High School and it seems to me all of them required some kind of emotion to react to the theme. . Chinese restaurants flush with mouse meat Nutritious but potentially illness-inducing field mice are finding their way onto restaurant dinner plates in parts of China. "The trucks carrying mice arrive at 4 a.m. and all the goods can be sold out before 7 a.m.," a mouse broker said of the delicacy. Shipments of mice are being delivered daily from Hunan Province to restaurants in Fanyu, Zhaoqing, Dongguan and Nanhai in Guangdong Province, the broker said. The shipments increased from just one delivery a week last year, after flooding in central China forced an estimated 2 billion field mice from their holes near Dongting Lake, China Daily reported. Nutritious mouse meat is packed with protein and minerals, but health officials in Guangzhou -- where mouse meat was officially banned in 2003 -- warned it could carry infectious diseases. Did you visit the latest Olympics? . New Presidential Candidate... It's someone we know! There's an effort to elect an unknown random person as President... and it's someone we know! See this news website about the surprising new nominee: http://www.tsgnet.com/pres.php?id=370617&altf=Dbu&altl=Npwft Jot back a note to let me know what you think! . Confusion is one woman plus one left turn; Excitement is two women plus one secret; Bedlam is three women plus one bargain; Chaos is four women plus one lunch check. . Confidence is going after Moby Dick in a rowboat and taking the tartar sauce with you. . I Love Teddy Roosevelt... "In the first place, we should insist that if the immigrant who comes here in good faith, becomes an American and assimilates himself to us, he shall be treated on an exact equality with everyone else for it is an outrage to discriminate against any such man because of creed, or birthplace, or origin. But this is predicated upon the person’s becoming in every facet an American, and nothing but an American…. There can be no divided allegiance here. Any man who says he is an American, but something else also, isn’t an American at all. We have room for but one flag, the American flag…. We have room for but one language here, and that is the English language…and we have room for but one sole loyalty and that is a loyalty to the American people.” —Theodore Roosevelt, 1907. . Politician : One who shakes your hand before elections and your confidence thereafter. . When I went to the doctor for my yearly physical, my blood pressure was high, my cholesterol was high, I'd gained some weight and I didn't feel so hot. My doctor said that eating right doesn't have to be complicated and it would solve my physical problems. He said, "Just think in colors. Fill your plate with bright colors of greens, yellows, reds, etc." So, I went right home and emptied an entire bag of M&Ms onto a plate, ate them and sure enough, I felt better! ,

THE GARDEN OF VEGGIES CONTINUES

There's a lot of ugly stuff going on in our world so this post is meant to give us all a few minutes of respite from the world's problems.

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Clicking the header might be a good place to start.

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I hope you enjoy it and the vegetables plucked from the garden.

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A guy goes to the supermarket and notices a beautiful blond woman wave at him and say hello. He's rather taken aback because he can't place where he knows her from. So he says, "Do you know me?" To which she replies, "I think you're the father of one of my kids." Now his mind travels back to the only time he has ever been unfaithful to his wife and says, "My God, are you the stripper from my bachelor party that I laid on the pool table with all my buddies watching, while your partner whipped my butt with wet celery and then stuck a carrot up my butt?" She looks into his eyes and calmly says, "No, I'm your son's math teacher."

(Stolen from a dear friend.)

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I love the outdoors, and because of my passion for hunting and fishing, my family eats a considerable amount of wild game. So much, in fact, that one evening as I set a platter of broiled venison steaks on the dinner table, my six year old daughter looked up and said, "Boy, it sure would be nice if you ever caught a pizza out in the woods."

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"Low self-esteem is like driving through life with your hand-break on."-- Maxwell Maltz, Author

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Fresh from my shower, I stand in front of the mirror complaining to my husband that my breasts are too small.

Instead of characteristically telling me it's not so, he uncharacteristically comes up with a suggestion. "If you want your breasts to grow, then every day take a piece of toilet paper and rub it between them for a few seconds."

Willing to try anything, I fetch a piece of toilet paper and stand in front of the mirror, rubbing it between my breasts. "How long will this take?" I asked.

"They will grow larger over a period of years," my husband replies.

I stopped. "Do you really think rubbing a piece of toilet paper between my breasts every day will make my breasts larger over the years?"

Without missing a beat he says "Worked for your butt, didn't it?" He's still alive, and with a great deal of therapy, he may even walk again, although he will probably continue to take his meals through a straw.

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"Low self-esteem is like driving through life with your hand-break on."

-- Maxwell Maltz, Author

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I get enough exercise just pushing my luck.

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HOW MOSES GOT THE 10 COMMANDMENTS

God went to the Arabs and said, "I have Commandments for you that will make your lives better.

The Arabs asked, "What are Commandments?"

And the Lord said, "They are rules for living.""Can you give us an example?""Thou shall not kill."

"Not kill? We're not interested."

So He went to the Blacks and said, "I have Commandments."

The Blacks wanted an example, and the Lord said,"Honor thy Father and Mother."

"Father? We don't know who our fathers are. We're not interested."

Then He went to the Mexicans and said, "I have Commandments."

The Mexicans also wanted an example, and the Lord said "Thou shall not steal."

"Not steal? We're not interested."

Then He went to the French and said, "I have Commandments."

The French too wanted an example and the Lord said,"Thou shall not commit adultery."

"Not commit adultery? We're not interested."

Finally, He went to the Jews and said, "I have Commandments."

"Commandments?" They said, "How much are they?"

"They're free."

"We'll take 10."

There, that ought to offend just about everybody!

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Letter from a friend who writes and farms:

I had this idea that I was going to rope a deer, put it in a stall, feed it up on corn for a couple of weeks, then kill it and eat it.

The first step in this adventure was getting a deer. I figured that, since they congregate at my cattle feeder and do not seem to have much fear of me when we are there (a bold one will sometimes come right up and sniff at the bags of feed while I am in the back of the truck not 4 feet away), it should not be difficult to rope one, get up to it and toss a bag over its head (to calm it down) then hog tie it and transport it home.

I filled the cattle feeder then hid down at the end with my rope.

The cattle, having seen the roping thing before, stayed well back. They were not having any of it.

After about 20 minutes, my deer showed up -- 3 of them. I picked out a likely looking one, stepped out from the end of the feeder, and threw my rope. The deer just stood there and stared at me.

I wrapped the rope around my waist and twisted the end so I would have a good hold. The deer still just stood and stared at me, but you could tell it was mildly concerned about the whole rope situation.

I took a step towards it...it took a step away. I put a little tension on the rope and then received an education.

The first thing that I learned is that, while a deer may just stand there looking at you funny while you rope it, they are spurred to action when you start pulling on that rope.

That deer EXPLODED.

The second thing I learned is that pound for pound, a deer is a LOT stronger than a cow or a colt. A cow or a colt in that weight range I could fight down with a rope and with some dignity.

A deer-- no chance.

That thing ran and bucked and twisted and pulled. There was no controlling it and certainly no getting close to it. As it jerked me off my feet and started dragging me across the ground, it occurred to me that having a deer on a rope was not nearly as good an idea as I had originally imagined.

The only upside is that they do not have as much stamina as many other animals.

A brief 10 minutes later, it was tired and not nearly as quick to jerk me off my feet and drag me when I managed to get up. It took me a few minutes to realize this, since I was mostly blinded by the blood flowing out of the big gash in my head.

At that point, I had lost my taste for corn-fed venison. I just wanted to get that devil creature off the end of that rope.

I figured if I just let it go with the rope hanging around its neck, it would likely die slow and painfully somewhere.

At the time, there was no love at all between me and that deer. At that moment, I hated the thing, and I would venture a guess that the feeling was mutual.

Despite the gash in my head and the several large knots where I had cleverly arrested the deer's momentum by bracing my head against various large rocks as it dragged me across the ground, I could still think clearly enough to recognize that there was a small chance that I shared some tiny amount of responsibility for the situation we were in, so I didn't want the deer to have to suffer a slow death, so I managed to get it lined back up in between my truck and the feeder - a little trap I had set before hand...kind of like a squeeze chute.

I got it to back in there and I started moving up so I could get my rope back.

Did you know that deer bite? They do! I never in a million years would have thought that a deer would bite somebody, so I was very surprised when I reached up there to grab that rope and the deer grabbed hold of my wrist.

Now, when a deer bites you, it is not like being bit by a horse where they just bite you and then let go. A deer bites you and shakes its head --almost like a pit bull. They bite HARD and it hurts.

The proper thing to do when a deer bites you is probably to freeze and draw back slowly. I tried screaming and shaking instead. My method was ineffective.

It seems like the deer was biting and shaking for several minutes, but it was likely only several seconds.

I, being smarter than a deer (though you may be questioning that claim by now) tricked it. While I kept it busy tearing the bejesus out of my right arm, I reached up with my left hand and pulled that rope loose. That was when I got my final lesson in deer behavior for the day.

Deer will strike at you with their front feet. They rear right up on their back feet and strike right about head and shoulder level, and their hooves are surprisingly sharp.

I learned a long time ago that, when an animal -- like a horse --strikes at you with their hooves and you can't get away easily, the best thing to do is try to make a loud noise and make an aggressive move towards the animal. This will usually cause them to back down a bit so you can escape.

This was not a horse. This was a deer, so obviously such trickery would not work. In the course of a millisecond, I devised a different strategy. I screamed like a woman and tried to turn and run.

The reason I had always been told NOT to try to turn and run from a horse that paws at you is that there is a good chance that it will hit you in the back of the head. Deer may not be so different from horses after all, besides being twice as strong and 3 times as evil, because the second I turned to run, it hit me right in the back of the head and knocked me down.

Now, when a deer paws at you and knocks you down, it does not immediately leave. I suspect it does not recognize that the danger has passed. What they do instead is paw your back and jump up and down on you while you are laying there crying like a little girl and covering your head.

I finally managed to crawl under the truck and the deer went away.

So now I know why when people go deer hunting they bring a rifle with a scope - so that they can be somewhat equal to the prey.

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Two elderly friends of mine were eating breakfast in a restaurant one morning. Joe noticed something funny about Hugh's ear.

He said, "Hugh, did you know you've got a suppository in your left ear?"

"I have? A suppository?"

He pulled it out and stared at it. Then he said: "Ed, I'm glad you saw this thing. Now I think I know where my hearing aid is..."

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Usually there's no computer problem I can't solve.

But I met my match when I turned on my machine and was greeted with the message "Keyboard not detected. Hit any key to continue."

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Older Than Dirt Quiz Count all the ones that you remember....not the ones you were told about. ~Blackjack chewing gum ~Wax Coke-shaped bottles with colored sugar water ~Candy cigarettes ~Soda pop machines that dispensed glass bottles ~Coffee shops or diners with tableside juke boxes ~Home milk delivery in glass bottles with cardboard stoppers ~Party lines ~Newsreels before the movie ~P.F. Flyers ~Butch wax ~Telephone numbers with a word prefix (OLive-6933) ~Peashooters ~Howdy Doody ~45 RPM records ~S&H Green Stamps ~Hi-Fi's ~Metal ice trays with lever ~Mimeograph paper ~Blue flashbulbs ~Packards ~Roller skate keys ~Cork popguns ~Drive-in movies ~Studebakers ~Wash tub wringers

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If you remembered 0-5...You're still young. If you remembered 6-10...You're getting older. If you remembered 11-15...Don't tell your age. If you remembered 16-25...You're OLDER THAN DIRT! If you find you're 'older than dirt'....you have plenty of company.

Don't care what you say. I am NOT going to tell you how many I remembered.

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Have a fun day.