God! It's the 12th and the month has just flown by.

The older I get the faster things fly by.

Yesterday I ran over a yellowjackets nest and there must have been a huge high cover air support because I got stung at least 8 times.

A Google search recommended medical attention for seniors and I took the advice. Last year when I got hit by four of the little bastards I toughed it out for about 3 or 4 days.

This was between 8 or ten so I decided to follow the Old Man route and get checked.

I blew up so bad I hit the clinic and the NP there tightened me right up. After I loaded up on the meds she gave me the swelling stopped and has started to subside. I've got a couple days more worth of pills to take so I'll follow the directions.

Needless to say, they were squatters and were  evicted when two quarts of gasoline and a match hit their underground nest an hour later after they settled down.

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I just read where some real porker in Michigan sued Lyft because the driver refused to let her

the car for fear of damaging the suspension and tires. 

Apparently Michigan has a weight discrimination law of some sort.

 which is bull$hit.

Lyft supposedly settled out of court for an undisclosed sum which is even more bull$hit. It should not even have been able to be brought to court. The woman was just pain too heavy to ride in a small car. She should have ordered a big limo or something along those lines.  Maybe even a dump truck with a seat belt in the bed.

It's not the Lyft driver's fault that the rapper is too fat to fit into their car safely.

While we're at it, airlines should make people that are too big buy two seats. For one thing it's rude to the people that have to sit beside them. Very large people generally take up all of their own seat and much seat of the person net to them and it makes other people's flights miserable.

When I was still working on the west coast one time I found my aisle seat occupied by a very obese woman. Her ticket was for the middle seat and she took it upon herself to take mine because she likely couldn't shuffle her way into the middle seat.

About a quarter of her was oozing over into the middle seat and another quarter was oozing into the aisle.

I just kept walking to the back of the plane and told the attendant. She took one look at the situation and told me to standby. She said the flight wasn't completely full and she'd find me another seat if that was OK. It certainly was. 

When things tapered off she took me up several aisles and parked me in a better seat than I had paid for. The overheads were full so she took my carry-on and parked it in the front somewhere and told me to pick it up on the way out. I figure I had gotten damned lucky. 

She also quietly agreed that people like that should have to pay for two seats.  

Of course I will defend the right of people to get as big and fat as they want but they damned well have to be willing to take the consequences of them doing so.

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Timmy never did fall down a well

I was channel surfing and decided to check out the Lassie Channel. Yes. There really is a Lassie channel on Samsung smart TVs.

I decided to check and see if the Timmy fell down the well episode was going to play anytime in the near future so I Googled "Lassie episode Timmy falls in the well":

I was surprised to find out there is no such episode and it's an urban myth.

I'll be damned. I thought I had seen that episode when I was about seven or eight. 

Must be my dim memory remembered some episode where a well was involved.

Huh.

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I decided to watch an episode of Lassie and remembered it as good entertainment for small children which was the targeted audience. .

Today as an older person it does seem to be a bit hokey by today's standards but I'm sure something similar today would be rather refreshing 

For parents that are trying to raise kids in this day and age that are tired of having a constant battle with trying to keep drag queens out of the schools etc. It would be a joy to find kids watching something that wholesome.

It's a shame what we have let ourselves become.

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I read an article about re-renaming schools in Virginia

after Confederate generals. The wailing and gnashing of teeth over nothing is epic.

The money spent of renaming the schools could easily be spent on teaching kids to actually read or learn to count.

As usual, this is a case of 'want something to cry about? I'll GIVE you something to cry about'.

Name schools after pedophiles, serial killers and other sickies.

Here's a few samples:

Charles Manson High School

Jeffery Dahmer Middle School

Jack the Ripper Elementary School.

Picture some young mother telling someone "Timmy starts Jack the Ripper this September."

It would be a pretty good deal because everyone would be equally offended and have something to complain about.

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The bath/shower spout. Change for the sake of change.

When I rebuilt the bathroom after the fire the other half wanted to install a new and improved tub/shower spout. Instead of the little gate handle you pull up yo pull the ttip of the spout down.

That way you don't have to look at 'the ugly gate handle'.

Oh.

It's more trouble than lifting the gate handle and nobody ever looks at a tub spout to begin with.

Change for the sake of change.

Sometimes it's best to just keep it simple.

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Possible road trip.

for a possible funeral.

I don't like the sound of this one.

An old friend with a brain tumor.

Hopefully I can connect while she is still alive and say good bye. 

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Nobody cares.

Who dunnit? Good one. Joke's on me.

Lately I have treated 'final expense' insurance spam calls by asking them to recommend me a taxidermist so my nephew can use me for a living room decoration after I am dead and gone.

I've mentioned this and someone decided to prank me. He got someone who had a voice I could not recognize call me and say, "This is Bob from Bob's taxidermy and an insurance company told me to call you regarding your final plans."

It took me about a half second to figure it out and all I had to say was "Good one.''

The trick is to get past the AI voice and talk to a 'stuporvisor'. Then the fun begins.

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This call is being recorded for yada yada yada

When I hear that I turn on my recorder and about half of the time they hang up.

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One of the wildest pranks I ever saw

was the time someone rigged an artillery simulator to go off in the bed of someone's pickup at a random time while the owner was driving.

The driver had just cleared post when the damned thing went off. Fortunately he didn't have an accident as a result of this. I imagine he knew was coming when the damned thing started whistling. It's a very distinctive sound.

It happened to one of the guys in our sister battalion but it was so good of a prank that word of it spread fast.

Needless to say when word got around the officers raised hell about that one and CID got involved. CID never solved it but people were smart enough to steer clear of doing it again.

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