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Friday, December 23, 2005

The More Things Change...

... I changed the header again - a reversion to a variation of the same ol' old stuff. Stick around. You'll never know what's going to happen next. For as long as I keep this header ( a week? a month? a year?) Some of you will star or costar in various movie postings - except you wont get paid scale - because these are after all, extremely low budget movies. I don't even get paid so stop your complaining already. Where's your devotion to the arts!? After all?

In Other News...., my usual breakfast as of late is to butter my toast, slather on a light coating of jelly on one slice, throw on scrambled eggs and top it all off with strips of bacon. Talk about a great full breakfast at once - this is IT! Yeah!

Posted at 10:52 am - Scribbled out by Daveman the Cool
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Thursday, December 22, 2005

Now, Thats Entertainment!

Who needs Vegas or Branson when HBK (heart-break-kid) comes to town! Yes, its true. HBK and his entourage came over and spent the night at at Shae-Daveman's Luxury Hotel and Stadium. The house was packed as HBK opened his act with a Dean Martin classic, "Volare"..., to which the audience gave a standing ovation while the ladies passed out in the aisles, keeping the ushers very busy I might add.

Paul McCartney and band took the floor and was met with hostility from the crowds, demanding an HBK Encore.., and HBK answered the screaming fans with a phenomenal electric performance throwing in his dazzling, Neutron Dance, moves. This morning HBK and his entourage left in disguise as to avoid the paparazzi headed for home, leaving behind a night of entertainment the world should not soon forget.

Grandkids are so much fun, I tell ya.

Posted at 01:08 pm - Scribbled out by Daveman the Cool
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Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Super Chicken!

We have this beautiful chicken. It was found while young and wild - and it never tamed down. Still wild after a couple of years the outdoors is her relegated home.

Actually its my mother's chicken and the shown chicken is one of several chickens found in the woods and starving. The story is long but the short of it is, they were born in the wild and refuse to be totally domesticated - and my mother being a tender hearted person rescued them non the less.

So they live out doors, all of them fixed where they cant breed should they fly the coop or stay. These chickens are the woman's life and without them I truly believe she would feel lost or empty. These chicken pens are well made and equipped for protection from the elements - in fact, they only lack Cable Tv and an fridge.

Only me Mum can approach these chickens. Anyone else will be sliced and diced as if a master sushi chefs, if they try to enter their domain. Okay - they wont be attacked unless the chickens feel cornered - THEN - there's trouble - yet me Mum can walk over and pick up these ferrel chickens with no fear of reprisal.

I guess thats the story, and I'm sticking to it. You got to admit, that's one beautiful chicken. And in case you're wondering - yep these chickens are all fixed so they wont propagate and they are taken to the vet when sick.

Posted at 09:27 am - Scribbled out by Daveman the Cool
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Tuesday, December 20, 2005

I Got Nothing

Sorry - no blogging for now. Why? I have nothing to say. If I did, I would say it. But I don't. So I wont blog on anything I don't have to blog about. It's useless. An empty vacuum of thought is not very rewarding so forgive this blank/absent entry. Anyway I got a head ache so I'll do as the instructions on the Aspirin bottle suggest; "Take One" and "Keep Away From Children".

Posted at 04:46 pm - Scribbled out by Daveman the Cool
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Monday, December 19, 2005

Make Someone Nuts, Today

I'd like to share with you one of my many ways of making people a little nuts. Actually they'll either take it badly or as intended depending on the disposition of the person of whom you are talking to. Back in my carpentering days....,

ME: "Can I ask you a question?"

BOSS: "Sure."

---- Long Pause ----

BOSS: "Well?"

ME: "Well, what?"

BOSS: "You said you had a question."

ME: "No, I didn't."

BOSS: (shooting looks at me) "Yes you did. You stood right there and said you had a question."

ME: "Nope. Must of been someone else."

BOSS: "There are only two people in this room. You said you had a question."

ME: "OH! No, I didn't say I had a question. I simply wanted to know if I could ask you a question. I just don't have one to ask yet. I was just asking. Ya know."

BOSS: "Whatever I'm paying you is too much. Get back to work. No more questions."

Posted at 02:14 pm - Scribbled out by Daveman the Cool
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