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Some words to live by

On the political front:
A member of Parliament to Disraeli: “Sir, you will either die on the gallows or of some unspeakable disease.”
“That depends, Sir,” said Disraeli, “whether I embrace your policies or your mistress.”
[Editor’s note: Only the line “Sir, I knew Jack Kennedy and you’re no Jack Kennedy” comes close to this in recent U.S. politics. Too bad we don’t have more of it.]

“He uses statistics as a drunken man uses lamp-posts… for support rather than illumination.”
Andrew Lang (1844-1912)

Do opposites attract?
“He had delusions of adequacy.”
Walter Kerr

“He is a self-made man and worships his creator.”
John Bright

“He has all the virtues I dislike and none of the vices I admire.”
Winston Churchill

Words for the dead and dying:
“I didn’t attend the funeral, but I sent a nice letter saying I approved of it.”
Mark Twain

“I have never killed a man, but I have read many obituaries with great pleasure.”
Clarence Darrow

“I’ve just learned about his illness. Let’s hope it’s nothing trivial.”
Irvin S. Cobb

On the literary front:
“He has never been known to use a word that might send a reader to the dictionary.”
William Faulkner (about Ernest Hemingway)

“Thank you for sending me a copy of your book; I’ll waste no time reading it.”
Moses Hadas

Literary point and counterpoint:
George Bernard Shaw to Winston Churchill:
“I am enclosing two tickets to the first night of my new play; bring a friend, if you have one.” –
Winston Churchill, in response:
“Cannot possibly attend first night, will attend second …. if there is one.”

Musical accompaniment:
“He has Van Gogh’s ear for music.”
Billy Wilder

Instead of saying your mother wears army boots:
“His mother should have thrown him away and kept the stork.”
Mae West

“He loves nature in spite of what it did to him.”
Forrest Tucker

For the man (or woman) who has everything:
“He has no enemies, but is intensely disliked by his friends.”
Oscar Wilde

“I feel so miserable without you; it’s almost like having you here.”
Stephen Bishop

“He is not only dull himself; he is the cause of dullness in others.”
Samuel Johnson

“He is simply a shiver looking for a spine to run up.”
Paul Keating

“In order to avoid being called a flirt, she always yielded easily.”
Charles, Count Talleyrand

When the evening has come and gone not the way you hoped:
“Some cause happiness wherever they go; others, whenever they go.”
Oscar Wilde

“I’ve had a perfectly wonderful evening. But this wasn’t it.”
Groucho Marx

The last word, or not:
“Why do you sit there looking like an envelope without any address on it?”
Mark Twain

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I have a haunted bathroom

I have a haunted bathroom,
A sink that runs with blood.
I have a haunted bathroom,
It’s full of grime and crud.

I have a haunted bathroom,
From toilet nary a stink.
I have a haunted bathroom,
Because a ghost there stops to drink.

I have a haunted bathroom,
Its walls are cracked and old.
I have a haunted bathroom,
It’s a place too scary for mold.

I have a haunted bathroom,
A bathtub full of red.
I have a haunted bathroom,
An alien bathes there it is said.

I have a haunted bathroom
A cracked mirror in which to stare.
I have a haunted bathroom.
It is beyond repair.

I have a haunted bathroom
With a curtain nice and thick.
I have a haunted bathroom,
If you open it, you’ll say, “Ick!”

Haunted bathroom photo

I have a hauted bathroom....

I have a haunted bathroom.
Enter, if you dare.
I have a haunted bathroom,
If you look, the word is there.

I have a haunted bathroom,
With a picture of my home.
I have a haunted bathroom,
A place I like to roam.

I have a haunted bathroom,
Come visit me on Halloween.
I have a haunted bathroom,
The spookiest you’ve ever seen.

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Quote of the day — programming

Programming today is a race between software engineers striving to build bigger and better idiot-proof programs, and the Universe trying to produce bigger and better idiots. So far, the Universe is winning.
–Rich Cook

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From the Grand Panjandrum’s non-sequitur department

Questions you are not likely to see on CPR class form:

  • 1) If an employee already looks dead, do you:
      A) try to revive them
      B) first look around for any office supplies you can pilfer/use and then try to revive them
      C) pilfer and let them be, leaving the decision to try to revive to the next co-worker who stumbles across the body?
  • 2) CPR stands for:
      A) Cash Preferred by Retailer
      B) Cash Preferred by Resuscitator (The I can’t spend glory principle.)
      C) Cardiac Pulmonary Rest (What is happening when you can’t breathe and your heart has stopped beating)?
  • Other questions may become available as time and dementia permits.

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    A shot across the bow of humor

    Following the tragic death of the Human Cannonball at the Kent Show, a spokesman said, “We’ll struggle to get another man of the same caliber.”

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    Sometimes it doesn’t pay to abbreviate

    From the local newspaper, two TV listings that caught my eye:

    (COOK) Extra Virgin Gabriele and Debi get chickens from fresh eggs.

    [Is this an example of the philosophical conundrum: which came first, the chicken or the (fresh) egg?]

    (HGTV) Donna Decorates Dallas A teen wants a rich, Texas hunting lodge-style in his room.

    [I guess it wasn’t enough that Debbie did Dallas already, now it has to be decorated in a rich, Texas hunting lodge style. And for a teen, no less.]

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    Apropos of nothing at all

    Oh, if my client weren’t thin,

    I might try again

    To give ol’ Ozzie a wondrous spin.

    But as it stands now,

    I’d have to be more than a cow

    To udderly grasp the glass teat, oh how?

    And if I chocked the chicken

    It might take a lickin’

    And come round a pickin’

    a row

    with the cow

    or a sow

    somehow.

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    There once was a man with waders

    There once was a man with waders
    Who thought he might find him some gators
    down at his creek,
    where the trash did seep
    left often by unkind invaders.

    Man in waders

    Man trying on waders, getting ready for First Creek Greenway Cleanup, Saturday, September 24th, 9 AM to noon,

    It was Saturday, September 24th
    when the man and his friends set a course.
    from nine until noon
    and not a moment too soon
    to put an end to this trashy discourse.

    So come to First Creek and discover
    “treasures” left by some unkind others:
    shopping carts and flat tires,
    pay phones, couches, and wires
    and stuff that the creek tries to smother.

    Bring tools and gloves for your hands;
    pick up trash for as long as you can.
    Once done, we will eat
    Magpies cupcakes, Three Rivers treats
    and be glad we helped the creek and the land.

    Magpies cupcakes

    Magpies cupcakes and Three Rivers Market treats will be served up after the cleanup.

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    The idiopathic blathering idiot

    The blathering idiot went to the dermatologist. Once the examination was over and the doctor had looked at his knuckle pads and his tinea versicolor, the dermatologist pronounced him a case of idiopathic medicine.

    At first the blathering idiot felt insulted. While not the brightest bulb in the box or the sharpest saw on the rack, he did not consider himself an idiot, and he told the doctor so.

    The doctor smiled, and then said, idiopathic means “modern medicine does not know the cause of either of your conditions.”

    He then explained that for the knuckle pads, “we usually do nothing, unless they start causing you pain.”

    For the tinea versicolor, a naturally occurring fungus that is in everybody’s skin, “it just runs a little wild in some people,” he gave the blathering idiot a prescription, then said of having two idiopathic conditions, “It just means you’re special.”

    That made the blathering idiot feel better.

    He then went to his local pharmacy to turn in his prescription. As he turned in the script, he saw a sign glued beneath the lip of the counter that read: “Select narcotics in time-delay safe.”

    When the pharmacy technician took his prescription, the blathering idiot asked, “Which ones can I select?”

    “Which what?” the tech asked.

    “Which narcotics?” the blathering idiot said.

    She looked at his prescription. “Your script doesn’t say anything about a narcotic.”

    “But I can select one, right?”

    She frowned. “No.”

    “Why?”

    “Because you’re not supposed to get any.”

    Select Narcotics in Time Delay Safe

    Select Narcotics in Time Delay Safe

    “But it says I should select narcotics from the time delay safe.”

    “It does not.”

    “Yes, it does.”

    “Where?”

    He pointed at the sign. “Here!”

    “It does not—”

    “Yes, it does.” Clearly this young woman had not heard that he, the blathering idiot, was special. “Come out here and see.”

    “I can’t.”

    “Can’t what? Read?”

    She glared at him. “I can’t come out there. It’s against the rules. I am the only person on duty back here right now and the rules say I can’t leave my station.”

    “All I want is what the sign says I should select.”

    “I think you should go to another pharmacy,” she said and offered him back the script. To be sure he understood, she pressed an intercom button and asked for “special assistance” in the pharmacy.

    Insulted when a guard appeared, the blathering idiot snatched the script and marched out the door and to the next nearest pharmacy. As he walked up to the pharmacy counter, he again found the words: “Select narcotics in time delay safe” and hoped he would have better luck here.

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    Dear Twitter,

    How come most of the “people” that want to follow me on this social medium are diet gurus, body part enlargement specialists, and get rich quick schemers? Don’t they know I’m a multi-plus sized coach potato with a sweaty beer in one hand, a twitchy remote in the other, and a wallet flatter than a left-over night of pleasure?

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