Saturday, October 20, 2007

LEARNED SOMETHING NEW

Here's something I'll bet you didn't know. If you leave jeans that have gotten too small in the waist folded up and stored away for a long, long time, they will get longer in length. I know this because some years ago I had to resort to buying new jeans made in China. We all know the Chinese size clothes a little smaller, so I was forced into buying jeans with a larger waist size. I saved the old jeans, thinking I would someday be able to get into them again. Well, that day came. I pulled them out of the closet, put them on, and was able to fasten the top button easily.
However, when I looked down, the ends of the jeans legs were bunched up around my ankles big time. They certainly weren't that long when I put them in storage, so this is how I know jeans get longer when stored over a long period of time.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

THIS IS A TEST

This is what my pinkie normally looks like.
This is what my left pinkie looks like now. Can you guess why?



Because I hit it with a friggin'



Just another "stupid Bob" trick!

Saturday, September 22, 2007

WE'VE STOOPED TO A NEW LOW

[Gov. Linda Lingle says she has no regrets about going to Kauai to face protesters and demonstrators opposing the restart of the Hawaii Superferry, adding that the reception was far from polite.

Lingle told reporters yesterday that she had "never experienced the level of rudeness" as she did appearing before a largely hostile crowd of 1,000 at the Kauai War Memorial Convention Center Thursday. Members of Lingle's staff said besides boos and jeering, members of the audience cursed Lingle and shouted obscenities at her.

"I have been going to public hearings for 25 years, but I have never seen the personal rudeness that went on not just against people who were there to share information, but to their own fellow residents," Lingle said.]

I can understand being passionate about one's agenda, but lack of common decency and civility as displayed by some of Kauai's citizens, is shameful. Disagreeing is one thing, but shouting obscenities at the governor is a new low for Hawaii's people. Behavior like this makes it obvious that Hawaii's "Aloha Spirit" is declining on a daily basis, and it's getting to the point that the only thing that keeps me glued to this "rock" is the great weather it offers. That and the stew and rice plate lunch along with some really good neighbors.

Monday, September 10, 2007

9/11 ANNIVERSARY

The sixth anniversary of the World Trade Center disaster is fast upon us, and once again, it's time to pause and reflect on your life and what it means to you. Appreciate your surroundings and your country. Be good to family, friends, and the disadvantaged.

Whether you agree or not that this event was a precursor to the ongoing war this country is presently involved in, take time each day to think about the loss of our young men and women called on to serve, and of those returned to us with broken bodies and minds. Think about the collateral strife to the many lives as a result of this war and give thought to the parents of these young warriors. Although difficult, try to understand what they as parents are going through, and hope they gain comfort in knowing their loss was not in vain if there is a positive outcome to this war. And no matter how difficult, remind yourself that not all Muslims are radical extremists.

Lastly, think about how you will live this day, for it may be your last.

Monday, August 27, 2007

NOT VERY GRACEFUL!

The other day, I arrive at someone's doorstep for an appointment to do some repairs. I see a sign on the door requesting not to ring the doorbell because the baby is sleeping.
very lightly, since I really don't like howling kids around while I'm working.


I'm carrying my tool box and as I enter, it strikes the door jamb and falls to the ceramic floor. Tools went everywhere, and the noise was deafening!
Can you guess what happened next? You got it!

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

SHORT LIVED

What would you expect from something named "Flossie."

Monday, August 13, 2007

HERE COMES FLOSSIE!


My roof is 20 years old this year, and it's time for a new one. Can't wait to send State Farm the bill. What's that you say?! I didn't pay my hurricane premium this year. Hmmm....Well, I'll just have to get the candles out and put them in the attic. C'mon Flossie! By the way, Aaron...NO RAISE FOR YOU, THIS YEAR!

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

MY TONGUE-STICKING NEIGHBOR


Time to let you know what she really looks like. Sure wish she'd dump her husband so I could move in and become a happy man once again......

Monday, August 6, 2007

TRIP HOME

The return flight home turned out better than expected. I sweet talked the counter person into giving me an exit aisle seat with lots of leg room.

I hoped to get lucky and see this as I boarded the plane.








Wasn't too lucky and was greeted by this!









The kid a few rows away finally stopped screaming after an hour and the Nazi flight attendant settled down after yelling at the girl next to me about her cell phone being on.
The rest of the trip was uneventful except for the last half hour. As we started to descend, the increase in pressure started to work on me and it wasn't long before the internal gas was looking for a way out. So I figured what the hell, lots of people, they won't know where it came from. Silent and very long.....Unfortunately, I got the first whiff and knew shortly, there was going to be some unhappy people around me. I put my best innocent face on and hoped for the best.

People started squirming in their seats, while looking around and muttering to themselves, and many were reaching for the overhead air vent nozzle. Unfortunately, the seat belt sign was on, so no one could move away. Oh, mama! It was so bad, it brought tears to the eyes of the person sitting next to me, and I could see beads of sweat break out on the forehead of the person across the aisle. Then I thought, that couldn't have been me! However, in case it was me and only me, I made sure not to make eye contact with anyone. Sorry, everyone.

Saturday, July 28, 2007

Waves of amber grain.....Do you suppose this is what Katherine Bates had in mind when she wrote America The Beautiful?