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Tuesday, October 02, 2007
What Happened?

So there I was sitting in 7th grade class in the 70s, then BAM! Its 2007 of the 21st Century, I'm an old geezer chasing kids out of the yard with my cane, calling them hippies and telling them to "git a job!".  Anyway - In keeping up with Abby - I'm posting my School Photo.  Hah! And some people say I never had any class.

before my long hair experience - scary or what!

And now.., remember that pic of the critter I told you I was going to post?  Well, you just got through looking at it.  But while I'm showing pictures.., here's one of a little feller what was crawling across the yard the other day.., he's just a wittle baby..., sittin' on me fly-swat.

No - I didn't kill the little darlin'..., I set him free.  Now had he been
in my bed or in the house period - he'd of been dead with no
remorse on my part, I can honestly reassure you.

Posted at 07:31 am - Scribbled out by Daveman the Cool
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Sunday, September 30, 2007
Brief Utterings


We fear a mass alien abduction may have taken place, although some have foolishly suggested they are taking a break or <<shivers>> have found that there really is life outside the box (computer, internet, blogging, etc).., like I said; sheer nonsense.

BAKED CHUNK:  Yes, Kevin the One-Armed-Boy man.., has been gone waaaay to long.  He must return at least for a single update to get me off his back, if for nothing else.  His wit is not to be challenged.  The last one to do so lost an ear. It took me a month to find the right bonding agent to re-attach it. Gorilla Glue! don't leave home without it!

HUSBANDS ANON:  Another dear friend, Scott, has pulled a Daveman stunt as well.  C'mon. It takes one to know one.  He's just a bald skinnier version of me.  Scott is just like me in fact except for, he's married, has two sweet children, dresses different, lives in South Africa which is almost kinda like being in Arkansas except different.  Okay - maybe he's not like me, but we miss the dude.  Come back home!

BLUE MOON CAFÉ:  Pops is a man full of wisdom and orneriness.  He has been my mentor on the fine art of Grandpawing 101.  The antics of his grandkiddies has kept me laughing off my whazoo.  Okay - he hasn't been gone as long as the others and reports in when he can.., and while I'm not rushing Pops, we do like those updates.

There are others missing, perhaps.., but right now this is all I have time to report on.  So if you see these people wandering around your neck of the woods - put a bug in their ears.  NO! REALLY! Put a bug in their ear and maybe they'll think twice about deserting their blogs again. Shocked

Posted at 05:34 pm - Scribbled out by Daveman the Cool
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The House Guest Died

Last night ... he came in like he owned the place.  I asked him what he thought he was doing, to which I got no reply.  This brazen uninvited guest proceeded to walk around ignoring me as if I had not spoken or in the room.

I'm sorry folks.  This made me so mad, I killed him where he stood.., with my shoe no less!  I stepped on the freak and made him die, die, die. Muahahahahaahaa..

It was a brown scorpion, a baby about ¾" to an inch long.  Fist centipedes, now scorpions.  Oh - that reminds me.., I'll be posting a pic of another creature what traverses our land.  Assuming I don't forget it.  Do feel free to remind me.

Posted at 09:16 am - Scribbled out by Daveman the Cool
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Saturday, September 29, 2007
Aftermath of New Battlestar Galactica

... In 3D no less! (see side bar for instructions on how to view)

Posted at 09:48 am - Scribbled out by Daveman the Cool
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Friday, September 28, 2007
Update On Daughter & Baby

Thanks for the prayers and well wishes
and I appreciate you all very much!

I dun know what to say.  Actually I do, but I'm going to drag this out just because I have that marvelous ability.  Its nice to have some kind of super ability ya know, and I guess thats mine... well.., I know of people who could do better, but THEY are not writing this particular blog entry, now are they!?  Me thinks nawt!

So I called daughter this morning - didn't get an answer.  I was saying to myself.., "Self.., you know what?" and I says back, "What?" and self says, "Daughter is having the baby".., and I says.., "Ya think?"  and self says back.., "Sometimes I think, but try not to do that too much as it gives me a head ache".

About that time, the phone rings and I run outside - realize I better answer the phone which is inside, so I shift directions and move cautiously toward the blower.  That there is old world gangster talk for "phone". Also known as, the horn, the blab box, the talking machine, the yap yap..., and as you can imagine I made like 3 or 4 of those up.., all by my witty self!  Impressive am I nawt?  Oh Shup! How ye mock what ye understandest naught.

ANYWAYS - if I may.., I'll just cut to the chase..., it was daughter who was on the other end of the yap box.  She sounded cheerful, said she had contractions on and off but nothing like yesterday.., which means "Self" lied to me, the sorry no good imaginative, turkey!  Daughter was home and I could hear #1 Grandson telling his mother.., "I go outside for a little bit" to which he responded in the negative to his mother telling him.., "No, not right now."

At any rate the projected guesstimating of Grandson #2's arrival is late October to Early November, leaning more to the October side than not.  But as Pendoodles pointed out in the tag-board.., some ovens bake the buns a little faster than others. Thats not an exact quote, but the same thing.  So get off my back. Big Smile And yesterday - I think Grandson #2, who will from henceforth be known as "Job "(not his real name but an acronym) just doesn't want to wait nor keep the schedule the doctor(s) assigned him.  He's a rebel like his Gampa!

Posted at 11:12 am - Scribbled out by Daveman the Cool
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