I SOMETIMES WONDER WHERE I HAVE BEEN ALL MY LIFE

 A REFLECTIVE FARM POND THIS MORNING

For some reason or another, I thought today was supposed to be rainy.  Nope, bright sunshine all day.  I do get myself a little mixed up some days.  Well okay, quite a few days then.  Tomorrow is supposed to be the rainy one.  A nice morning walk and a wee drive around the countryside kinda kept me on track for most of the rest of the day.  Couldn't seem to drum up much energy for getting interested in anything productive, though, so I sat on the porch reading for a while.  Of course, with peanuts in my pocket, I didn't have any shortage of furry company.  I inherited my love of animals from my Mother, and I do believe it was from that side of my family that I inherited my love of music as well.  

A FEW SHADOW AND LIGHT PATTERNS AROUND THE FRONT YARD FROG POND THIS AFTERNOON

Thanks to my son Sean for wishing me a Happy Father's Day today.  I'm afraid I haven't been much of a Father over the years. I sometimes wonder where I have been all my life...................

AT ONE POINT THIS AFTERNOON, I HAD 3 FURRLY LITTLE PALS ON ME ALL AT THE SAME TIME....ONE ON MY SHOULDER LOOKING FOR THE PEANUT I HAD PUT ON MY HEAD, ONE IN MY LAP ALREADY EATING A FOUND PEANUT, AND ONE CLEVER LITTLE SHYSTER RIGHT IN MY PANTS POCKET SNITCHING THE PEANUTS RIGHT OUT OF WHERE I THOUGHT I HAD THEM SECRETLEY STASHED

Al's Music Box:: Sleepwalk by Santo and Johnny

 AN OLD ABANDONED FARM TRUCK CAB FROM LONG, LONG AGO

GROANER'S CORNER:(( Three guys die together in an accident and go to heaven. When they get there, St. Peter says, "We only have one rule here in heaven: Don't step on the ducks!"So they enter heaven, and sure enough, there are ducks all over the place. It is almost impossible not to step on a duck, and although they try their best to avoid them, the first guy accidentally steps on one. Along comes St. Peter with the ugliest woman he has ever seen. St. Peter chains them together and says, "Your punishment for stepping on a duck is to spend eternity chained to this ugly woman! "The next day, the second guy steps accidentally on a duck, and along comes St. Peter, who doesn't miss a thing, and with him is another extemely ugly woman. He chains them together with the same admonishment as for the first guy. The third guy has observed all this and not wanting to be chained for all eternity to an ugly woman, is very, very careful where he steps.  He manages to go months without stepping on any ducks, but one day St. Peter comes up to him with the most gorgeous woman he has ever laid eyes on: a very tall, tan, curvaceous, sexy blonde. St. Peter chains them together without saying a word. The guy remarks, "I wonder what I did to deserve being chained to you for all of eternity?" She says, "I don't know about you, but I stepped on a duck!"

Familiarity:: You look familiar, did I see you in the zoo parade? I think you may have seen me at the zoo, and I was the one who was feeding you peanuts.

- That's funny, you calling me an animal, and it's you who has the webbed feet. You look familiar, too, but that's not surprising; I collect bugs for a hobby.

- You look familiar. Have I ever seen you hanging by the tail from a tree in my garden ? Didn't I dissect you in a biology class one time?

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A rookie police officer was out for his first ride in a cruiser with an experienced partner. A call came in telling them to disperse some people who were loitering.  The officers drove to the street and observed a small crowd standing on a corner. The rookie rolled down his window and said, "Let's get off the corner, people."  A few glances, but no one moved, so he barked again, "Let's get off that corner...NOW!" Intimidated, the group of people began to leave, casting puzzled stares in his direction. Proud of his first official act, the young policeman turned to his partner and asked, "Well, how did I do?"  "Pretty good," chuckled the veteran policeman, "especially since this is a bus stop!"

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AFTER ALL, IT WASN'T WINTER TIME

'Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse' is a familiar saying around Christmas time, but it is not the case here in the last week of June.  A little mouse has been sneaking around at night and eating my peanuts!!!! My first clue was a week ago when I noticed peanut bits and shells in a corner of the washroom next to a small closet that contains the water heater.  There is a small space under the door where I figure the mouse squeezes through, but once the mouse has obtained a peanut from the kitchen, it cannot get that peanut squeezed back under the door to take back to its house, probably somewhere under the house.  So, it sits there, eating what it can, and leaves a peanut shell mess on the floor!!  Okay, so where does this furry little critter find the peanuts, you might ask.  Well, on a table right inside the kitchen door, I kept a small open bucket of peanuts for the chipmunks outside.  How that mouse crawls up onto the table I don't know, but then to get up the smooth plastic pail, drop down on top of the peanuts, get one in its mouth, and climb back out of the pail, is a bit of a mystery to me.  And then to do it a second time because there are always two peanut shells on the floor. This has happened three times now until today, when I switched the peanuts from the open bucket to a closed, secure container.  By the way, it was this same bucket of peanuts on the table by the door that prompted a Squirrel about a month ago to tear a hole through the kitchen screen door and twice help himself to the peanuts.  Both times I saw him, and both times I chased him down the hall into the sunroom, and swooshed him out through the sunroom door.  It's definitely neither a squirrel or chipmunk in here at night, but how does a tiny mouse carry a peanut in its mouth?  Tis a mystery I have going on here, but with the new security system container and its screw on tight lid, I am confident I have put a stop to the nighttime shenanigans of this bold Midnight Maurader!!  Now, here's something I didn't tell you about.  Also, about a month ago, I heard some scratching going on inside my tall plastic birdseed container.  I right away suspected a mouse, and I was right.  Cautiously peering down into the container, I saw the hapless little fellow and the predicament he was in.  There was no way it could get out. My first instinct was to help and not hurt or hinder.  That is always my instinct with creatures big or small.  I carefully leaned the container over, and the little chap was able to scurry out.  It immediately scampered across the kitchen floor and disappeared behind the fridge.  It was only then that my mind clicked in with the thought, 'I should have taken the container outside and let the little guy go out there'.  After all, it wasn't winter time.  I'm just not the brightest crayon in the box sometimes you know:((

 THE YELLOW BUCKET ON THE LEFT WAS MY FORMER OPEN TOPPED PEANUT BUCKET AND THE WHITE CANISTER ON THE RIGHT IS MY NEW SECURITY CANISTER

Al's Music Box:: Same Auld Lang Syne is actually a true story written and sung by Dan Fogelberg about an encounter he had with an old friend on Christmas Eve of 1975.  Dan Fogelberg has since passed away.

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GROANER'S CORNER:(( Harry had been feeling sick lately and was finally convinced to see the Doctor after his wife Suzy's urging.  After a thorough examination and much thought, the Doctor was ready to tell Harry and a very worried Suzy his prognosis:  Harry was too stressed out. He would need 6 months of pure relaxation. Suzy, very agitated, took out her notepad to begin writing down his list of orders for these months of relaxation. "How should I go about it?" asked Harry. "OK," said the doctor, "I would like your wife to take one tranquilizer four times a day......"

'OLD' Internet Axioms::

- The e-mail of the species is more deadly than the mail.
- A journey of a thousand sites begins with a single click.
- You can't teach a new mouse old clicks.

- Great groups from little icons grow.

- Speak softly and carry a cellular phone.
- C: is the root of all directories.
- Don't put all your hypes in one home page.
- Pentium wise; pen and paper foolish.
- The modem is the message.
- Too many clicks spoil the browse.
- The geek shall inherit the earth.
- A chat has nine lives.
- Don't byte off more than you can view.
- Fax is stranger than fiction.
- What boots up must come down.

- Virtual reality is its own reward.

- A user and his leisure time are soon parted.

- Know what to expect before you connect.
- Oh, what a tangled website we weave when first we practice.
- Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a day; teach him to use the Net, and
he won't bother you for weeks.

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A tough looking group of hairy bikers are riding when they see a girl about to jump off a bridge, so they stop. The leader, a big burly man, gets off his bike and says, "What are you doing?" "I'm going to commit suicide," she says. While he doesn’t want to appear insensitive, he also doesn’t want to miss an opportunity, so he asks, "Well, before you jump, why don't you give me a kiss?" She does, and it is a long, deep, lingering kiss. After she's finished, the tough, hairy biker says, "Wow! That was the best kiss I’ve ever had! That's a real talent you’re wasting. You could be famous. Why are you committing suicide?" "My parents don't like me dressing up like a girl…"

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