HAVING A NICE WARM SNOOZY DAY |
MY NEW DELL KEYBOARD |
MY OLD TOSHIBA KEYBOARD |
SPOTTED THIS LITTLE CHAP ON AN AFERNOON WALK |
Kelly headed into Yuma around10 for some groceries while Pheebs and I stayed home. Been having a little trouble with a 'critch' in my lower left back that began late Wednesday afternoon so I wasn't feeling like doing much today. Kelly was needing a break from 'Oscar the Grouch' anyway. She's lucky she can get away while I'm kinda stuck with myself. Seems no matter where I go I somehow manage to end up with me following myself around. It's the darndest thing!!
IT'S A DOGGIES LIFE:)) |
Friends of ours from Flesherton Ontario who we met last summer rolled into Yuma this afternoon after doing an overnighter on Darby Well Road in Ajo Arizona. It was only a week ago they left Ontario but they were determined to get themselves west into some warm weather soon as they could. Gord and Cathie drive a nice Mercedes Benz van Gord modified himself. They basically followed our old route from earlier traveling days when they slipped down around Indianapolis to I-40 west of Memphis then slid across through Little Rock Arkansas picking up highway 380 west of Texarkana. From there they journeyed through Roswell New Mexico, Alamogordo, Las Cruces, Tucson Arizona across to Why and Ajo landing themselves in Yuma. They are hoping to make it onto Borrego Springs.
CHECKING OUT GORD AND CATHIE'S VAN |
THERE'S PHEEBS DOING HER ATTENTION GETTING ROUTINE |
CATHIE AND GORD TUCKED AWAY FOR THE NIGHT JUST UP FROM US |
Despite all my grumbling, complaining, ranting and blustering about the Blogger format a few days ago I am going to have to eat some humble pie with a top dressing of crow on it. This is my fourth post using Blogger and I must say I am getting quite used to it and even if they get the Open Live Writer/Picasa issued resolved I just may think very seriously about sticking with Blogger. Definitely a few advantages for sure. I always seem to get myself in such a snit most anytime things change in the computer techno world. It's hard enough for me as it is to tie my shoes let alone upload this, download that, upgrade that thing over there and install this thing over here. 'Bah Jumblebug' I say!!
CALIFORNIA'S CARGO MUCHACHO MOUNTAINS WERE LOOKING MIGHTY PRETY THIS EVENING |
GROANER'S CORNER:(( Worried that they hadn't heard anything for days from the widow in the apartment next door, the mother said to her son, "Tony, would you go next door and see how old Mrs. Pierpoint is?" A few minutes later, Tony returned.
"Well, is she all right?" asked the mother. "She's fine, but she's rather annoyed with you," remarked Tony. "At me?" the mother exclaimed. "Whatever for?" Tony replied, "Mrs. Pierpoint said it's none of your business how old she is."
A journalist assigned to the Jerusalem bureau takes an
apartment overlooking the Wailing Wall. Every day when she
looks out, she sees an old Jewish man praying vigorously. So,
the journalist goes down and introduces herself to the old
man. She asks, "You come every day to the wall. How long have you done that and what are you praying for?" The old man
replies, "I have come here to pray every day for 25 years. In
the morning I pray for world peace and then for the
brotherhood of man. I go home have a cup of tea and I come
back and pray for the eradication of illness and disease from
the earth." The journalist is amazed. "How does it make you feel to come here every day for 25 years and pray for these things?" she
asks. The old man looks at her sadly. "Like I'm talking to a
wall."
"Well, is she all right?" asked the mother. "She's fine, but she's rather annoyed with you," remarked Tony. "At me?" the mother exclaimed. "Whatever for?" Tony replied, "Mrs. Pierpoint said it's none of your business how old she is."
A journalist assigned to the Jerusalem bureau takes an
apartment overlooking the Wailing Wall. Every day when she
looks out, she sees an old Jewish man praying vigorously. So,
the journalist goes down and introduces herself to the old
man. She asks, "You come every day to the wall. How long have you done that and what are you praying for?" The old man
replies, "I have come here to pray every day for 25 years. In
the morning I pray for world peace and then for the
brotherhood of man. I go home have a cup of tea and I come
back and pray for the eradication of illness and disease from
the earth." The journalist is amazed. "How does it make you feel to come here every day for 25 years and pray for these things?" she
asks. The old man looks at her sadly. "Like I'm talking to a
wall."