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[hallerlake]

Quote: I'm kind of busy with funeral arrangements this week. The week after the fourth is what I meant.

 

[drumstick diva]

Hey guys ya didn't ruffle my feathers - I just get crabby spells. - It was just that the bus driver asked if the batteries were dead. So did my brother and son (both techies). My brother launches into tech speak - my son says he can't explain things to me because I would never understand. Ya, he's probably right.

The new corded mouse is aggravating me greatly. when I move the mouse, the cord moves. It's black and it's skinny and slinky. No matter what I do I can see that darn cord out of the corner of my eye. Trust me most women do not like black, slinky things moving around them. I never know if I should run for the hills or smack it with a stick. 'nuf sed.


I remember my dad taking the tv tubes into the drugstore to test them - most of the time he could find the replacements and fix the set. That made him the King of the living room. When he couldn't fix it he was in disgrace. Then he - had to call out the tv repair man. The sure did come to the house..

But then doctors did too. You could tell when a neighbor was sick because the doc with his black bag would ring their bell. Sometimes he stopped at a few houses in the neighborhood - musta been an epidemic or something. I thought it was a dirty trick that the doc could invade your home and bring his needles with him. You just weren't safe anywhere. At school they'd herd you into the assembly hall and have you line up for polio shots.

Early 50's our neighborhood in Chicago still had the milk delivered by a guy in a horse drawn wagon. What a treat for a city kid, wow, a real horse. Okay, way past my bedtime - setting the stage for another crabby spell Thanks for the trip down memory lane.

 

[mikeyb]

Hey guys ya didn't ruffle my feathers - I just get crabby spells. - It was just that the bus driver asked if the batteries were dead. So did my brother and son (both techies). My brother launches into tech speak - my son says he can't explain things to me because I would never understand. Ya, he's probably right.

The new corded mouse is aggravating me greatly. when I move the mouse, the cord moves. It's black and it's skinny and slinky. No matter what I do I can see that darn cord out of the corner of my eye. Trust me most women do not like black, slinky things moving around them. I never know if I should run for the hills or smack it with a stick. 'nuf sed.


I remember my dad taking the tv tubes into the drugstore to test them - most of the time he could find the replacements and fix the set. That made him the King of the living room. When he couldn't fix it he was in disgrace. Then he - had to call out the tv repair man. The sure did come to the house..

But then doctors did too. You could tell when a neighbor was sick because the doc with his black bag would ring their bell. Sometimes he stopped at a few houses in the neighborhood - musta been an epidemic or something. I thought it was a dirty trick that the doc could invade your home and bring his needles with him. You just weren't safe anywhere. At school they'd herd you into the assembly hall and have you line up for polio shots.

Early 50's our neighborhood in Chicago still had the milk delivered by a guy in a horse drawn wagon. What a treat for a city kid, wow, a real horse. Okay, way past my bedtime - setting the stage for another crabby spell Thanks for the trip down memory lane.

Wow that brought back some fond memories as a kid growing up in a govt. project in Baltimore during the 40's.
The ice wagon, we'd run after it and the guy in the back would chop (ice pick) a chuck off for us. The produce wagon coming through calling out; waterrrrrrmellllllonnnn, cannnnttttalllopppe, vegggggttttabells. Dang, just like it was yesterday. where have the years gone? wow.

 

[ByN8ureHomstead]

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[Sudsy Chick]

SadieSue very kindly enabled loaned me her incubator and I hatched out 11 Catdance Silkie chicks. They are adorable, and so friendly. Even in the bator they were coming up to the window when we came by. I'm hoping to get a couple nice girls for Zonie.

Congrats on your new chicks! I'd love to see pictures!

(and nice job enabling Sadie Sue! LOL)

 

[KMHunter]

Whew, finally caught up with pages and pages of posts! Love all the photos of chickens, ducks, turkeys, nice runs and coops, etc. Hope everyone is doing well.

Judges4, so sorry to hear of all the awful luck you've been having with eggs, chicks and bator delivery.

SadieSue very kindly enabled loaned me her incubator and I hatched out 11 Catdance Silkie chicks. They are adorable, and so friendly. Even in the bator they were coming up to the window when we came by. I'm hoping to get a couple nice girls for Zonie.

What colors did you get??? Pics?

 

[Chicken Rustler]

Hey guys ya didn't ruffle my feathers - I just get crabby spells. - It was just that the bus driver asked if the batteries were dead. So did my brother and son (both techies). My brother launches into tech speak - my son says he can't explain things to me because I would never understand. Ya, he's probably right.

The new corded mouse is aggravating me greatly. when I move the mouse, the cord moves. It's black and it's skinny and slinky. No matter what I do I can see that darn cord out of the corner of my eye. Trust me most women do not like black, slinky things moving around them. I never know if I should run for the hills or smack it with a stick. 'nuf sed.


I remember my dad taking the tv tubes into the drugstore to test them - most of the time he could find the replacements and fix the set. That made him the King of the living room. When he couldn't fix it he was in disgrace. Then he - had to call out the tv repair man. The sure did come to the house..

But then doctors did too. You could tell when a neighbor was sick because the doc with his black bag would ring their bell. Sometimes he stopped at a few houses in the neighborhood - musta been an epidemic or something. I thought it was a dirty trick that the doc could invade your home and bring his needles with him. You just weren't safe anywhere. At school they'd herd you into the assembly hall and have you line up for polio shots.

Early 50's our neighborhood in Chicago still had the milk delivered by a guy in a horse drawn wagon. What a treat for a city kid, wow, a real horse. Okay, way past my bedtime - setting the stage for another crabby spell Thanks for the trip down memory lane.

Hey have ya tried a trackball? I have an old MS optical trackball. Ya don't have to chase it around everywhere it has a scroll wheel and 5 programmable buttons. I REALLY like it but mine at about 15 years is about wore out and I can't seem to find this same model !!

Now we see who the old codgers is ! ! ! !

See I never saw any of the horse drawn stuff. But I do remember the Dr coming to the house and giving me a shot for something. I also remember the white box on the front porch that the Mayflower milk man left the glass bottles of milk in. We also had some people a couple miles away that sold FRESH milk. Still had the cream on it. They had a fridge on the porch you took how many gallons (big mouth jars) and put yer empties in with the money. Seems like it was 50 cents a gallon.
I also remember gas wars in Portland at 18-20 cents a gallon. And I have used one of the old style gas pumps. It had a big glass tank that was marked out. The gas gravity fed into your car then ya looked at how much you used and that is what ya paid for. Then ya had to use the big long handle to pump the glass full again.
I was also 25 before I ever saw an "ice cream truck" like the ones running around in the city. I had no clue what that was all about.
And for the record I am really not that old. There are a few others here way older. I am not at liberty to mention names but some initials may be RON, MIKEY, CL, KIM

 

[KMHunter]

Quote: Hold up funny guy!!!! I AM NOT older than you!!! You are older than dirt!

In fact, you are so old you fart dust!

My kids love to say that to me.

 

[mikeyb]

Yep I'm an old codger for sure but ya know, I don't think "old" and hopefully I don't act like it either. I do get in trouble when I start in on something and fail to realize that I'm way overdoing. Then my body reminds me by kickiing my butt. Life goes on and you do what ya gotta do and the rest will have to wait.

 

[RonB]

I'm kind of busy with funeral arrangements this week. The week after the fourth is what I meant.

Yes the week after the 4th would be best for everybody I think !!! I wish you and your family the best as you deal with the funeral arrangements and the passing of your Dad