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Monday, January 18, 2016
Wednesday, January 13, 2016
Visit to the dermatologist
Went to the dermatologist this morning. Their staff needs some retraining. First thing they said to me was just stupid.
"Mr. Parker, why are you here today?"
Really... "I'm here to see my dermatologist."
"Ah ... who is your dermatologist?"
"The same one I saw last time! Little fellow. Wears these little green pajama like clothes. Walks around with a nurse following him."
It got worse. The nurse gets me in the room and asks me if I need to take off my pants and shirt for the exam.
"Well, isn't that up to the Doctor?"
"Ah, well ... you don't have to take off your pants if nothing is going on below the waist."
"Look, I'm 60 years old but there's plenty still going on below the waist. You'll just have to trust me on this."
Mean nurse. She made a long note in the chart about that.
The dermatologist came in and asked me, "How's your New Year going?"
I told him things weren't going so good. My dentist died. It wasn't that I bit her and she died. It was the infection that got her.
"I went to the funeral to comfort the family and to really let them know it won't ever happen again." He seemed real pleased with my Christian attitude. Even said a couple Oh Jesus and Oh Gods.
"Mr. Parker, do you have any concerns about your skin?"
"Well, my skin itches at night. I've been thinking it's my pajamas. You know, I come home from work, take a shower, and get all the work dirt off. Then, I put on my pajamas.
"But, my wife doesn't understand why I take off my pajamas when I go to bed.
"She even asked me what would I do without any pajamas on if someone knocked on the front door in the middle of the night.
So I told her, 'Hell, I'd just fire a warning shot through the door!'
"She's pretty stubborn and asked me what would happen if it were the police knocking the door and I fired a warning shot at them?
"OH Hell, honey. The police have never knocked when they come to visit me in the middle of the night." I worry about her mind and long term memory.
She got a little mad and shouted at me, "So what if the house caught on fire? Wouldn't you want to have some clothes on when the fire department gets here?"
"Honey, if I'm standing at the end of the driveway, my hair nice and neat, wearing pajama's and slippers, the house burning in the background, there's going to be one Hell of an arson investigation. Again."
"So doc, my wife says you've got to stop my itching at night skin problems or if you see my house on fire, I'll be the nude dude at the end of the driveway. Scratching an itch."
"Mr. Parker, why are you here today?"
Really... "I'm here to see my dermatologist."
"Ah ... who is your dermatologist?"
"The same one I saw last time! Little fellow. Wears these little green pajama like clothes. Walks around with a nurse following him."
It got worse. The nurse gets me in the room and asks me if I need to take off my pants and shirt for the exam.
"Well, isn't that up to the Doctor?"
"Ah, well ... you don't have to take off your pants if nothing is going on below the waist."
"Look, I'm 60 years old but there's plenty still going on below the waist. You'll just have to trust me on this."
Mean nurse. She made a long note in the chart about that.
The dermatologist came in and asked me, "How's your New Year going?"
I told him things weren't going so good. My dentist died. It wasn't that I bit her and she died. It was the infection that got her.
"I went to the funeral to comfort the family and to really let them know it won't ever happen again." He seemed real pleased with my Christian attitude. Even said a couple Oh Jesus and Oh Gods.
"Mr. Parker, do you have any concerns about your skin?"
"Well, my skin itches at night. I've been thinking it's my pajamas. You know, I come home from work, take a shower, and get all the work dirt off. Then, I put on my pajamas.
"But, my wife doesn't understand why I take off my pajamas when I go to bed.
"She even asked me what would I do without any pajamas on if someone knocked on the front door in the middle of the night.
So I told her, 'Hell, I'd just fire a warning shot through the door!'
"She's pretty stubborn and asked me what would happen if it were the police knocking the door and I fired a warning shot at them?
"OH Hell, honey. The police have never knocked when they come to visit me in the middle of the night." I worry about her mind and long term memory.
She got a little mad and shouted at me, "So what if the house caught on fire? Wouldn't you want to have some clothes on when the fire department gets here?"
"Honey, if I'm standing at the end of the driveway, my hair nice and neat, wearing pajama's and slippers, the house burning in the background, there's going to be one Hell of an arson investigation. Again."
"So doc, my wife says you've got to stop my itching at night skin problems or if you see my house on fire, I'll be the nude dude at the end of the driveway. Scratching an itch."
Thursday, January 7, 2016
The 2nd and well regulated militias and Kent State
There's a lot of talk about hating the government, gun control, and well regulated militias.
Wasn't there a time in your life when you stood against the government for one reason or another? Perhaps in peaceful protest, perhaps invading government buildings.
How did the well regulated militia respond to your unarmed protests?
Who can name the event in this picture and identify the four dead ...

Wasn't there a time in your life when you stood against the government for one reason or another? Perhaps in peaceful protest, perhaps invading government buildings.
How did the well regulated militia respond to your unarmed protests?
Who can name the event in this picture and identify the four dead ...

Monday, January 4, 2016
Bomb the Bastards!
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Labels:
Bundy,
Burn's Oregon,
cliven bundy,
gun nuts,
militia,
oregon,
poop,
WACO
Friday, January 1, 2016
Australia by 2!
Readership numbers for the past week indicate that Australians have excellent reading skills.
Australian 43 and US 41!
Happy New Year!
Australian 43 and US 41!
Happy New Year!
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