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

Al's Music  Box:: 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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I WASN'T ABOUT TO WALK INTO ALL THAT NOISY CHATTER

A cloud cover began rolling in Saturday evening, so I knew there was no point heading off to my hilltop night sky spot.  But I did drive out to my walking road for a hoof just as the sun set behind a bank of clouds, reappeared, and then it was gone for the day.

 CLOUDS MOVING INTO THE AREA SATURDAY EVENING

Overcast Sunday skies didn't deter me from heading out into the countryside to get my legs going this morning.  The butterflies were still there, and that perked up the gloomy start to the day. 

SPOTTED THIS HAWK IN A DEAD TREE ALONG MY WALKING ROAD THIS MORNING

 WHEN I MOVED CLOSER, IT FLEW TO A SECOND DEAD TREE, ALL THE TIME KEEPING A CLOSE EYE ON ME...I WAS SURE GLAD I DIDN'T LOOK LIKE A MOUSE

 HEADING HOME FROM GODERICH THIS MORNING, I SPOTTED THIS HERD OF COWS AND OF COURSE HAD TO STOP AND TAKE SOME PICTURES

 NORMALLY I WOULD ENTITLE THIS LARRY, CURLY, AND MOE, BUT BECAUSE THEY ARE LADY COWS I'LL CALL THEM MARY, SHIRLEY, AND FLO

With another A&W breakfast coupon in my pocket about to expire in three days, I figured I'd better get on over to Goderich and make good on that coupon.  But it wasn't to be.  Oh, I got there in time, alright, but with A&W's parking lot looking like a used car dealership, I remembered it was late Sunday morning and knew right away that the 'after church' crowd was in there, and I wasn't about to walk into all that noisy chatter.  So, I quietly slipped around through the drive-thru and grabbed myself a Buddy Burger.  From there, it was over to Walmart to pick up a few things and then home.  With my afternoon coffee, I tried reading on the porch, but I found the air too humid and muggy, so I retreated back into my A/C-cooled Igloo and stayed there.  Skies began clearing late this afternoon, and if it continues, I will likely head out and grab a sunset, take a walk, and spend some more quality time under the starry sky looking up to see what I can see:)) 

Al's Music Box:: Woodstock by Matthews Southern Comfort.

 JUDY,  (THE BIRD LADY OF BLOG LAND) AN RV BLOGGER FROM BACK IN OUR RV DAYS, WOULD HAVE LIKED THIS PHOTO  AND WOULD HAVE ENCOURAGED ME TO PUT THIS PICTURE IN LAST AND CALL IT 'THE END'

GROANER'S CORNER:(( There is a story about a monastery perched high on a cliff several hundred feet in the air. The only way to reach the monastery was to be suspended in a basket which was pulled to the top by several monks who pulled and tugged with all their strength. Obviously, the ride up the steep cliff in that basket was terrifying. One tourist got exceedingly nervous about halfway up as he noticed that the rope by which he was suspended was old and frayed. With a trembling voice, he asked the monk who was riding with him in the basket how often they changed the rope. The monk thought for a moment and answered brusquely, "Whenever it breaks."

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Seeing a spider isn't a problem. It becomes a problem when it disappears!

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I called to make airline reservations and was put on hold. After several minutes of taped music, a recorded voice came on:  “If you have been waiting longer than 10 minutes, you may press eight. If your call is not answered within five more minutes, you may press seven. This will not speed up your call, but it will give you something to do while you wait.”

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An incompetent counterfeiter spent all day making his funny money. At the end of the day he realizes he spent all his time making $15 bills.
He figures that the only way he's going to get anything from this batch of money is to find a place where the people aren't too bright and change his phoney money for real cash. He travels to a small town and walks into a small Mom-and-Pop grocery store. He goes to the old man behind the counter and asks him, "Do you have change for a $15 bill?" The old man replies, "I sure do...How would you like that? An eight and a seven or two sixes and a three?"

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