Monday, August 17, 2026

I'VE HAD A VISITOR ALL DAY AND I'VE CALLED HIM, 'MR. STICKS'

 THIS BEDRAGGLED-LOOKING BLUE JAY HAS JUST CLIMBED OUT OF THE BIRD BATH
Clouds moved into the area Sunday evening, so I decided not to head out anywhere.  Apparently, I missed a spectacular sunset.  Oh well, I'm quite sure it wasn't the only spectacular sunset I've ever missed, or will miss in the future.  With welcome cooler temps upon us, and after my walk this morning, I headed home, hauled out the garden hose, and washed all the sunroom windows.  With that finished, I had myself on a slow putter for the rest of the day.  With clear blue skies overhead at the time of posting this, I will definitely be heading out shortly to my favorite spots:))

BEING A CLOUDY MORNING, IT WAS A GOOD TIME TO CLEAN THE SUNROOM WINDOWS
 I'VE HAD A VISITOR ALL DAY ON THE WALL BESIDE THE KITCHEN DOOR....I CALL THE LITTLE FELLOW 'MR. STICKS' AND I ASSURED HIM HE WOULD NOT BE HARMED AND COULD STAY FOR AS LONG AS HE LIKED
 THE BEDRAGGLED BLUE JAY TRIED TO HIDE FROM MY CAMERA BEHIND SOME TREE LEAVES, BUT HE FORGOT TO HIDE HIS TAIL FEATHERS
 AHHHH YES, THERE HE IS NOW
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 Longer by Dan Fogelberg.

 YIKES, NO WONDER HE WAS TRYING TO HIDE FROM MY CAMERA
GROANER'S CORNER:(( The little Moron said to his doctor, 'You have to help me; I hurt all over.' 'What do you mean?' said the doctor. The  little Moron touched his right knee with his index finger and yelled, 'Ow, that hurts.' Then he touched his left cheek and again yelled, 'Ouch! That hurts, too.' Then he touched his right earlobe. 'Ow, even that hurts.' The doctor asked the little Moron, 'Are you a natural Moron?' 'Why yes,' he said. 'I thought so,' said the doctor. 'You have a sprained finger.'

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HOW MANY ZEN BUDDHISTS DOES IT TAKE TO CHANGE A LIGHTBULB?
A: Three. One to change the lightbulb, one not to change the lightbulb, and one to neither change nor not change the lightbulb.
HOW MANY EPISCOPALIANS DOES IT TAKE TO CHANGE A LIGHTBULB?
A: Eight. One to call the electrician, and seven to say how much they liked the old one better.
HOW MANY UNITARIANS DOES IT TAKE TO CHANGE A LIGHTBULB?
A: The Unitarians wish to issue the following statement: "We choose not to make a statement either in favor of or against the need for a lightbulb; however, if in your own journey you have found that lightbulbs work for you, that is fine. You are invited to write a poem or compose a modern dance about your personal relationship with your lightbulb, and present it next month at our annual lightbulb Sunday service, in which we will explore a number of lightbulb traditions, including incandescent, fluorescent, three-way, long-life and tinted, all of which are equally valid paths to luminescence."
HOW MANY PENTECOSTALS DOES IT TAKE TO CHANGE A LIGHTBULB?
A: Ten. One to change the bulb and nine to pray against the spirit of darkness.

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A little Moron made several attempts to sell his old car. He was having a lot of problems finding a buyer because the car had 340,000 miles on it. He discussed his problem with another little Moron that he worked with at a bar. 
The other little Moron suggested, "There may be a chance to sell that car easier, but it's not going to be legal." "That doesn't matter at all," replied the little Moron. "All that matters it that I am able to sell this car." "Alright," replied his friend. In a quiet voice, he told the little Moron: "Here is the address of a friend of mine. He owns a car repair shop around here. Tell him I sent you, and he will turn the counter back on your car to 40,000 miles. Then it shouldn't be a problem to sell your car." The following weekend, the little Moron took a trip to the mechanic on his friend's advice. About one month after that, the friend saw the little Moron and asked, "Did you sell your car?" "Heck No!" replied the little Moron. "Why should I? It only has 40,000 miles on it."

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