More Pictures, Less Thinking, More Humming

Oh, this is fun. It has been suggested to me that I'm supposed to be normal when doing these posts. No problem. Be nice. Don't let the world know you so fast. Take the rest of your life

so people out there (IS there anybody out there?) can appreciate you, and can get to know where you came from.

OK. I can handle that. It's somewhat cloudy and balmy out here in Seattle today. I will prepare my day by setting aside my umbrella. My day will start with Starbucks, then Costco, then feed the ducks, home for a nap, and probably do laundry. Then another nap. Oh crap, don't be funny.

I must say that I am not used to this serious posting stuff. Animals, flowers, countryside travels and all that kind of stuff. It is hard. But I'm going to try. And where are more men for these things? That is the problem. I'm swimming in a sea of women. Women that I like, but hardly know. I'm having a sinking spell. OK, another picture. And by the way, it has taken me about 10 minutes every time I pick a picture.....right click, left click, drag, push, pull.....it is hard! OK, picture:

Now what should I talk about? I go to work tonight....new shift.....4 ten hour days, instead of the 3 ten hour days in the past. Looking out the window, less balmy and less cloudy right now, but I'm sure we'll see some rain today. Do all of you people out there realize that here in Seattle when it rains we don't even use umbrellas, rain coats, we wear shorts and tee shirts.....our rain is your sun. If you don't belive me, come and live out here for about a month. You will become a believer.

I gotta go. Like I said.......Starbucks, Costco and all the other places. I'm heading to the bathroom to comb my hair, and apply my make-up. Sorry, I have no flower pictures. Darn.

The most fun I've ever had in my entire life

Just wanted to catch your attention with that title. Today wasn't that day. However, it may be tomorrow, or just maybe, I had that day already. Would somebody look it up and tell me!




I went to work today, to work in a classroom at a local high school. I was late by a few minutes because I fell asleep on my bed......just a little cat nap...I even set my trusty Verizon cell phone (you know, that thing you talk on, text on, look up the stock market on, look up the weather on, etc.) alarm clock feature hoping it would awake me.....no luck....slept through it.....late to the classroom. When I did arrive, I felt sluggish, weepy, miserable, sweaty, and hot....102 degrees hot. Pretty darn ill. So, I got on the phone, called the main office, and they told me to go home.


Went home and piled onto my bed in a heap of clothes that I had not folded in a couple of months. Good thing my wife didn't notice about the clothes. She is a stickler when it comes to folding clothes. She has told me several times over our 31 years of marriage, that she wants my clothes folded within a month of washing them. I have trouble with that.



What does 'weepy' mean. Used that in the first paragraph.




Hey....talking about cell phones, here in Warshington State, a new law went into affect that says no more cell phone use...talking or texting...while driving. What a dumb law. People never get in wrecks while doing those phone things at 78 miles per hour on the freeway, zipping in and out of traffic, eating doughnuts, and watching Kaptain Kangaroo. Yea, right. There are alot of sad drivers out here in Warshington because of that new law.....actual tears running down their cheeks because they can't use their cell phones. Big Babies. Thank goodness it's still OK to put my make-up on while driving.



And those that still use their phones....they'll get caught....$124 fine. Fine!!! Big Babies.



Some of my wife's students are putting their cell phones in the glove compartment of their cars...smart students. I'm going to duct tape my phone to the top of my car. I tested myself. I can actually reach over, open the glove compartment, answer any call, talk a little, and drive the dang car....it's all how you adjust the rear view mirror. Ricochet the mirror off the back window and remember that the image you see is a 'negative' of what you actually see.......My wife is never driving with me again. I still love the girl though.




Our Seattle Mariners keep losing. Good ownership. Good management. Good fans. Good stadium. Horrible hitters. We'll see how they end up come September. And for those of you that think the Mariners still play in the Kingdome.....wrong, wrong wrong. Our stadium is called Safeco field. Google it. If you look carefully, the picture used has me standing on the very top of it....I could not believe they used that picture. You'll need (what my dad use to call) a spyglass, which is really called a magnifying glass. My dad died.



Now.....lets talk weather. Very wet out here. Don't believe those that say it rains quite abit out here in Seattle. They lie. Those liers. It rains all the time out here. We had one day of sun last year. October 7th. Set a record on sun screen sales at our local Wal Marts.



But Costco is where it all happens. It is, hands down, my favorite place to shop. Where else can you buy bermuda shorts, gallon size of pineapple pieces (Love you Kimmy), bump into other shoppers grocery carts and not have them mad at you? Costco is a happy place. Like my son-in-law, I whistle when I shop at Costco.



Now, to say goodbye for now.......Why did God create not one species of penguins, but seventeen different species of Penguins!!! Seventeen! Food for thought. Thank you Lord for this amazing day!

MISSING TOOLS, AND ONE SANDWICH

I have evidently misplaced the following items at my house.....any donations, or helpful hints, on how to keep track of these, would be appreciated.

1. My roll of duct tape. I have a gutter that needs some work.
2. Ballpeen hammer. I fix lots of stuff with this handy tool. With me always.
3. Gorilla Glue. I just discovered this. It will fix anything.
4. And, I put down my jam sandwich (out of peanut butter...on the Costco list)
I think my neighbor got it.

Cooking For Me

I'm hungry. I think I'm going to make a peanut butter and
pickle sandwich. Don't tell my wife. With a Safeway Diet Ditto
soft drink. Wonderful. For desert....peanut butter and jelly
sandwich. Wash that down with another Diet Ditto! Ditto?

My Lovely Snoring Wife

You may think that this is Groucho and his girlfriend. Well, it is Groucho, but it is my wife that he is with! She was all over the place at this party......not a drop of wine either. Plain coke.
I cut her off early. I made her sleep in the family room that night. Not because I was mad at her......it was the obnoxious snoring. She drinks nothing but root beer now......no snoring! Love that girl.

Lulu's Special Call

Twinkle, twinkle little star
how I wonder who you are
up above the world so high
like a diamond in the sky.



Twinkle, twinkle little star,
how I wonder who you are.

I love you Papa! Call me!


The above was left on my cell phone
after I came off of my graveyard job.

Being a grandparent is unbelievable!

Thank you Lulu. I love you!!!!

Papa

So, I knew an old lady who swallowed a horse. She died, of course.

It has been awhile since I did this posting-blogging thing, and I actually started feeling guilty, and, responsible for all of my worldwide friends out there. IS THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE? What famous 60's Pink Floyd-type group made that a very popular lyric in one of their songs? Fifty bucks to the first one to answer that.....

What have I've been doing? Working. Substitute Para Educator in our local school district. I work with special needs students, and, they are special. My life has changed because of them. I work in a drug & alcohol treatment center.....I work with addicts...for alcohol dependency, meth users, heroine users, oxycontin users, men and women, young and old. This is a fabulous job....helping others. My life has changed because of them. I still have my flooring business....started that adventure in 1979.....about 4 years ago I decided to slow it down so I could pursue other adventures, so I gave up all of my commercial accounts, and I have been concentrating on just residential customers. Not to pick on commercial customers, but the atmosphere has changed due to our crazy economy, and they're not much fun to do business with any more......I get a 'thanks' from my residential customers, and not so much from the commercial peoples....Hey, they have things on their mind and I understand that. By staying away from those jobs, I have time to pursue things that I want to do. Like being a better husband. Like being a better dad. Like being a better friend. Like appreciating life alot more. And doing Gods will everyday, and every moment of my life.

Oh, am I blessed guy! You betcha Chester. Who's Chester? He is the brother of Mary Alice.

And.........My wife and I have some rental properties that I take care of. I get to climb on roofs, clean gutters, paint stuff, power warsh stuff, weed wack weeds (you're right, I don't pull' em) and if those darn weeds come back, I go to Home Depot and buy the most powerful weed and vegetation killer known to man and womankind, and I just spray the crap out of those little dandelions. I actually hear those dandelions scream when they get the spray. Not really. Just kidding. My favorite part of being a landlord is doing electrical stuff. The only thing I do when it comes to electrical is changing light bulbs. Anything beyond that I call in the big boys....you know, the electrical contractors that actually know what they are doing.

Grandparents. No, not mine. They're dead. Have been for a long time. Me and my wife. We are grandparents to the best little guys in the world. "Honey, what are their names again?" Oh yea. Lulu and Levi. Best darn family job there is on this earth. They smile no matter what, and cry at times that us adults don't understand. Oh well, I love them dearly. I can't wait to beat up my grand daughters first boyfriend. Just kidding. I just want to make him nervous all the time. I will escort them on their first 10 dates, or until my daughter calls me off....even then, I'll still follow them. I just wont tell her. Plus, I imagine that my son-in-law will be in the car with me. That will be fun. We'll have a good evening, topped off with ice cream. Wow.

I sold my little BMW to my next door neighbor for $500. Blue book said it was worth $1500.

So, my neighbor got a great car for a great price. Drivers side door was ready to fall off though. Broken hinge pin. Needed a good, creative welder. Yes, my neighbor knew....took it anyway.

He evidently found that welder.

I haven't been chased by any grizzly bears lately in my dreams. Had those scary dreams alot after I came home from Alaska in the mid 70's. I actually went Grizzly bear hunting down paths that only the bears made.....tall, tall grass out in the Aleutians Islands....I did the 'Deadliest Catch" job back then. Very hard job. Very dangerous job. Very lucrative job if you were on the right boat.....and I was. Very good skipper and very safe. My claim to fame was that I could light a match, and keep it lit, to help my deck mates smoke their cigarettes.....in 120 mile an hour gale! More like a hurricane I think. Yikes. Oh the stories I have. That will be another post...

Until we meet again..your posting pal. Tom G.