WorldClassLarry (i.e. who has an interesting past
environment) says—Many times we look with our eyes but see with our minds and
understanding.—many times those two are completely different. Now that is nuttiness folks, just plain
nuttiness. Soooo why is that do you
think? Onesmartfriend says—It’s because of genetics and environment but mainly
our past and current environment—that is not that hard to figure out (i.e. not
rocket science).
Arlene and I ate lunch at Hong Kong the other day. Arlene doesn’t like Chinese food, but she is
soooo nice and ate it soooo I could enjoy it and did it without any
complaints. I asked her how she liked
it—she shock her hand sideways. My fortunate
cookie said—When in doubt, mumble. Are
you ready for some mumbling!!!!
Some
of you will think this is real nuttiness and others will think it’s ingenious! The monitor of my lap top needs to be
replaced. My geek ordered it but gave me an external monitor to use until it
comes. The large monitor doesn’t fit on
my lap very well. I multi-task while
watching Monday night football sooo I had to be ingenious. Bingo!
Jessica put this on Facebook that made me laugh--Henry's
(i.e. a kindergartener who I call Rookie) career plan: "I'm going to be a
paleontologist. If they fire me I'll be a scuba diver. If they fire me I'll be
a police. If they fire me I'll be an electrician. If they fire me I guess I'll
just be a normal office worker.” Someone responded—That was my path, he’s way
ahead of the game. In reality, he was just mumbling (i.e. a lot of nuttiness).
I was up town Aplington or was it down town Aplington; I
really don’t know! ANYWAY, a friend in
her golf cart stopped and talked to me.
She pointed to a lady who lives down the street or is it up the street
and says—She is different—really; I don’t know her—and her daughter is
tooo! We might be somewhat like our
parents or a lot like our parents (I e. but not always). Some children are very much like their parents
and some are just the opposite, it appears.
It’s nuttiness why that is. Even
in the same family, some kids are like their parents and some are not. Soooooo are you like your parents? How come? DorkieDork says—It’s not fair to
paint everybody from the same family with the same paint brush! It just ain’t! It’s nuttiness to do that.
This is nuttiness but…. In our foursome recently, one friend
(i.e. -65) said he got the new Shingrix shingles vaccination. He got it done at a pharmacy and it didn’t
cost him anything. Another friend said
his wife (i.e. 65+) got it toooo at the doctor’s office and it cost her
$195. We had our physicals and I asked
our doctor about this. Here is some
information I found out that might help you.
65+ is paid with courage D of Medicare (i.e. your drug plan)—call
your company as there might be preferred providers and standard
providers and your doctor’s office (i.e. big difference in price
possibility). Also, each company has
different policies with different coverages (i.e. depends what coverage you
bought). Also, you might have a deductible and co-pay. Your company can tell you exactly what is the
cheapest place to get the vaccination and what it will cost you. You under 65, do the same.
I think there is a song that goes like
this—I love you a bushel and peck and a hug around your neck. Our niece, Lauren, and her husband, Dallas (i.e. very peachy—real folks with good; hearts: my kind of folks), from MI stopped and saw us. They
were soooo loving to Arlene. Sooooo kind. They also gave us a ½ peck of fresh
MI peaches (i.e. ANYWAY, that is what it says on the bag). We reminisced about
soooo much stuff and laughed soooooo hard about past family situations (e.g. we
went to Spencer for many years and I played in the NW Open Golf Tourney—maybe
40 years ago, Arlene was to drive their second car, a VW Beetle, to the golf
course with all the kids—it was a straight stick and she didn’t know how to
shift it; Soooo Arlene drove and 10 to 14 year old Lauren did the shifting).
What a hoot! ANYWAY, here is another tip—Dallas got hearing aids (i.e. they
research everything very thoroughly) and told me that the best place to buy
them is at Costco (i.e. about half price) and the batteries are 5x cheaper). Maybe give them a look if
shopping for hearing aids. Maybe! Dallas is 99% right but remember that 1% of
the time he ain’t. ha ha If you are wondering what the envelope is all about; well, Dallas and Lauren stopped to see us some 25 years ago on a hot, humid summer day: it must have been about 100 degrees and the humidity was about the same. They got out of the car and their hair was mated to their heads, sweat was dripping from their chins and their clothes were soaked. I asked them why they didn't run the air. They said they were saving money. Soooo when they left, I gave them $5 sooooo they could use the air. The envelope had $5 in it for in case it got hot!
This
is nuttiness! I have walked by a guy’s
house for maybe 8 years but never talked to him. I just waved occasionally when he was
out. Well, the other day, he was out
working on his utility trailer soooo I stopped and talked to him. I know him by name and maybe he knows me; at
least sees me walking by. We had a great talk.
I asked him about his Harley—It’s a 06 and I have put about 1,000 miles
on it; now it’s more just a self. He
also has a nice camper and a nice boat.
He says he doesn’t use them either.
I asked why he doesn’t sell them—you sound like my dad; he always has
advice for me and we don’t seem to agree on much of anything—do you guys get
along—ya, we talk every day by phone; I call him on the way from work or he
calls me; I still don’t agree with him. I like this guy. He was soooo real.
Sad news from Minnesota! The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a
yeast infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He
was 75. Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of celebrities
turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the
California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies and Captain Crunch. The
grave site was piled high with many flours. Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy
and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was
kneaded. Born and bread in Minnesota, Doughboy rose quickly in show business,
but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very
smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a
little flaky at times, he still was a crusty old man and was considered a
positive roll model for millions. Doughboy is survived by his wife Play Dough,
three children: John Dough, Jane Dough and Dosey Dough, plus they had one in
the oven. He is also survived by his elderly father, Pop Tart. The funeral was
held at 3:50 for about 20 minutes. SusieQ says--It's a dog-eat-dog world! I have a friend who is in his 40s and has been successful in the corporate world. He doesn’t like the politics that sometimes are in the corporate world. He has never bowed down and done it but has told me recently that he has been taken advantage of and he might change his opinion some. I talked to a friend who worked in the corporate world all his business days about this. He told me that when you get to 55+ this changes; there isn’t near as much. He also said that a poor manager makes life miserable for everyone; but there are many many goof folks who don’t play games but there are some. He said he spent a lot of time watching his back side (i.e. being in compliance). Another friend who is a retired pilot of the corporate jet told me that middle management can not always be very nice folks (i.e. would do anything to climb the latter) but upper management seemed very nice. Both of these guys, I would guess, always did it the right way and were as square as square could be (i.e. that is how I know them and both appear to be very successful). GeorgeTheCrook says—The corporate world can be nutty! It’s all about the money and power. Such is life.
Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans.
erv
MyFriendJean says—A man never so beautifully shows his own
strength, as when he respects another’s weakness.
P.S. Below is a
podcast with a friend, Speed Limburg.
Folks ask me what is a podcast? It’s
basically a conversation with a person (i.e. audio and not a video). How do I listen to it? Just click on the
arrow and, bingo, you listen to it. It
doesn’t eat up a lot of your usage data and you can stop it any time by just
clicking it again. Mikie, try it, you
might like it!
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