Granny's gone and done it again

I didnt get alerts til now . didnt understand wishings post , What kind of chickens are they Ally ?
I have a 30 yr old car, had it since college, and the state will pay me to take it to the wreckers and "retire the vehicle" because they think it is a polluter. My sis followed me to the wreckers to give me a ride back home. The Pick-N-Pull said we had to get there before 3pm because it takes that long to process things through the DVM, which I would have known, had anyone at the Pick-n-Pull answered the dang phone in the 9+ times I called over the last 3 days. :hmm

We were talking once about how expensive it is to live in California, and you said at least the air is free. Not really. This program is run by the Bay Area Air Quality Management District, in other words, tax payer dollars buying my old car for more than it's worth to turn it into scrap. It has been a great car, runs good and has gotten 35mph all these years, and I'm kind of sad to see it go, but it's time. And with all the taxes we pay, I figure we can get a little back.

A pictorial summary of my day.
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I hope you let this one live! Speckled Kingsnakes will eat venomous snakes and other vermin. Good to have around. And very cool looking.
edit- never mind, I'm caught up now

just a friendly reminder that Monday is a holiday so they might not be open then either.
Yes! Thank you for thinking of that. Part of what took us so long was waiting for the wrecker guy to finish with another person so he could call and double check that they will be able to process my car on Monday. He was told yes, so we are going back in the morning. Pick-N-Pull is only closed one day a year, and that's Christmas, but they need to access to DMV records or something.
 
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The boss wondered why one of his most valued employees was absent but had not phoned in sick. So he dialed the employee's home phone number and was greeted with a child's whisper.

"Hello?"


"Is your daddy home?"


Small voice whispered,
"Yes, he's out in the garden,"

"May I talk with him?"


The child whispered,
"No."

So the boss asked, "Well, is your Mommy there?"



"Yes, she's out in the garden too."



The boss asked; "May I talk with her?"



Again the 'No'.

Hoping there was somebody with whom he could leave a message, the boss asked, "Is anybody else
there?"

"Yes", whispered the child, "a policeman."

Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee's home, the boss asked, "May I speak with the policeman?"


"No, He's busy," whispered the child.

"Busy doing what?"

"Talking to Daddy and Mommy and the police dog men."

Growing more worried as he heard a loud noise in the background, the boss asked, "What is that noise?"


"It's a helicopter" answered the whispering voice.

"What is going on there?" demanded the boss, now truly apprehensive.



"The search team just landed a helicopter."


"A
search team?" said the boss "What are they searching for?"


Still whispering, the young voice replied with a muffled giggle...
"ME"


AND THIS IS ONE REASON WHY PARENT'S DRINK
 
"Repairing the downspout" ...

A friend's wife said to him,



"Honey, get off your fat back side and fix that gutter downspout!

We've had that on our to do list for an age, and I want it done before the end of the day!"




Well, as you all know, at our age, my friend, and most of our friends, are retired and do have the time to address such "Honey do's"….




So, he invited some neighborhood buddies over to help with the project.




One is a sheet metal fabricator.




One brought his welder.




One brought beer and Nachos.


One brought a grill and burgers.


Took us about 6 hours, and 30-40 beers, but we got it done just as we finished off the last of the beer and burgers.


As usual, the wife is still not happy !!


Can't understand, cause all us guys love it!


Personally, I cannot wait for it to rain.





Could this be why The Villages

require architectural reviews
 
I bet it did. All I do is hold the piglet upside down and the husband does the rest. THe 8 yr old son grabs his stuff every time the yank happens.


lol there's an old joke about that

City slicked visits friend at his farm and they are "fixing" the males pigs.

The friend is grabbing the piglets and holding them upside down and spreading their legs while his father (old time farmer) is smacking the "bits" between to bricks

Slicker asks doesn't that hurt and the farmer not missing a beat says "ONLY if you get your thumbs caught"
 
you need to raise some mongoose .
Noooooo! I know you are joking, but Hawaii has spent decades (and a lot of money) trying to get rid of mongoose that were introduced by sugar cane farmers to eat the rats that were introduced by European ships. On several islands, the native birds are extinct or near to it because the mongoose clean out the nests of eggs and hatchlings... easier prey than mean ol rats. I'd rather have the snakes!

Lover of dead ticks. 4 days tick free ! I do however have a knot in the bend of my knee that is painful and that is where my sisters lymph node swelled when she got bit and ended up with Lyme.
Yay for 4 days free of ticks. Now please go get tested. :(

Pronounced MO-lay, not
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All Marines knew this.. Do you?


If any of you have ever been to a military funeral in which taps was played; this brings out a new meaning of it.







Here is something Every American should know.

We in the United States have all heard the haunting song, 'Taps...' It's the song that gives us the lump in our throats and usually tears in our eyes.

But, do you know the story behind the song? If not, I think you will be interested to find out about its humble beginnings.




Reportedly, it all began in 1862 during the Civil War, when Union Army Captain Robert Elli was with his men near Harrison's Landing in Virginia. The Confederate Army was on the other side of the narrow strip of land.




During the night, Captain Elli heard the moans of a soldier who lay severely wounded on the field. Not knowing if it was a Union or Confederate soldier, the Captain decided to risk his life and bring the stricken man back for medical attention. Crawling on his stomach through the gunfire, the Captain reached the stricken soldier and began pulling him toward his encampment.


When the Captain finally reached his own lines, he discovered it was actually a Confederate soldier, but the soldier was dead.

The Captain lit a lantern and suddenly caught his breath and went numb with shock. In the dim light, he saw the face of the soldier. It was his own son. The boy had been studying music in the South when the war broke out. Without telling his father, the boy enlisted in the Confederate Army.

The following morning, heartbroken, the father asked permission of his superiors to give his son a full military burial, despite his enemy status. His request was only partially granted.

The Captain had asked if he could have a group of Army band members play a funeral dirge for his son at the funeral.




The request was turned down since the soldier was a Confederate.




But, out of respect for the father, they did say they could give him only one musician.


The Captain chose a bugler. He asked the bugler to play a series of musical notes he had found on a piece of paper in the pocket of the dead youth's uniform.

This wish was granted.

The haunting melody, we now know as 'Taps' used at military funerals was born.




The words are:

Day is done.
Gone the sun.
From the lakes
From the hills.
From the sky.
All is well.
Safely rest.
God is nigh.

Fading light.
Dims the sight.
And a star.
Gems the sky.
Gleaming bright.
From afar.
Drawing nigh.
Falls the night.

Thanks and praise.
For our days.
Neath the sun
Neath the stars.
Neath the sky
As we go.
This we know.
God is nigh




I too have felt the chills while listening to 'Taps' but I have never seen all the words to the song until now. I didn't even know there was more than one verse. I also never knew the story behind the song and I didn't know if you had either so I thought I'd pass it along.




I now have an even deeper respect for the song than I did before.




Remember Those Lost and Harmed While Serving Their Country.




Also Remember Those Who Have Served and Returned; and for those presently serving in the Armed Forces.
 

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