CRAIG AND I WERE THE TWO NUMBSKULLS THAT.........

While waiting for a burgundy-colored van to pick me up this morning I took a few pics around our front yard.

SOME OF OUR HOSTAS ARE BEGINNING TO TAKE ON A RATHER HAGGARD LOOK

It was just short of 9:30 when the van rolled slowly up to our driveway.  It was my good buddy Richard of course and we were off again on another one of our country road coffee tours.  Our travels this morning took us up to and around Goderich.  We demolished our usual coffees and carrot muffins.  Richard had me back home shortly before noon.  In a couple weeks we'll do it all over again:))

'HARK, A BURGUNDY VAN SLOWLY APPROACHES FROM THE EAST'

 AND WHO SAID FREDDIE FLINTSTONE WASN'T ALIVE AND WELL AND RESIDING IN GODERICH ONTARIO

 A LONG FAIRWAY AT THE MAITLAND GOLF COURSE IN GODRICH'S NORTH END

It's the annual Zurich Beanfest today and that means one of my good old Tavistock buddies from many years ago dropped in late this afternoon to say hello.  It has become a yearly tradition for Craig Wilker, after attending the Beanfestival to pop in before heading back to Kitchener Ontario.  We always have a good old catching-up chat to see who of us is still around, what kind of shape are the ones in who are still here, and what latest medical issues have cropped up in our lives.  Craig and I both had prostate cancer at roughly the same time a few years ago.  He dealt with his surgically, and I chose the radiation path.  We both came out of it with excellent results and it's always interesting comparing notes on how we are doing.  Craig and I were the two Numbskulls that climbed up the Tavistock water tower one dark Sunday night way back in the early 60s and wrote our names on it.  Brilliant eh:((

 OUR CONE FLOWERS ARE NEARING THEIR END OF DAYS

Al's Music Box:)) You Don't Mess Around With Jim by Jim Croce from the album, 'You Don't Mess Around With Jim'.  1972  The lyrics are set around an underground pool hall on 42nd street in New York City. "Big" Jim Walker, a pool hustler who is not too bright but is respected because of his tough reputation, his considerable strength and size, and his skill at pool, has formed a sort of gang of "bad folks" who regularly gather at night in the pool hall. 

GROANER'S CORNER:(( Saw a great product advertised -- it was a hearing aid made to look like a Bluetooth headset. It's for people who are embarrassed about wearing a hearing aid but not about wearing a Bluetooth headset.

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After eating, do amphibians have to wait one hour before getting out of the water?

How can there be self-help groups?

If white wine goes with fish, do white grapes go with sushi?

If someone has a mid-life crisis while playing hide and seek, does he automatically lose because he can't find himself?

If someone with multiple personalities threatens to kill himself, is it considered a hostage situation?

Instead of talking to your plants, if you yelled at them would they still grow, but only to be troubled and insecure?

Is there another word for synonym?

Isn't it a bit unnerving that doctors call what they do 'practice'?

When sign-makers go on strike, is anything written on their picket signs?

When your pet bird sees you reading the newspaper, does he wonder why you're just sitting there, staring at carpeting?

Where do forest rangers go to 'get away from it all'?

Why isn't there a mouse-flavored cat food?

Why are builders afraid to have a 13th floor but book publishers aren't afraid to have a Chapter 11?

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