Wednesday, May 28, 2008
This is a photo of the chicken enclosure under construction. Won't our four chickens live in high style?
Speaking of chickens, my mother told me a joke the other day that had deep meaning.
Q: Do you know why a chicken coop has two doors?
A: Because if it had four, it would be a sedan.
And, wouldn't you know it, our coop has two doors. Here I thought she had some farm knowledge that she was going to impart to little old me. Tee-hee.
In other news, MEN -- PAY ATTENTION! If your wife steps on the scale and groans, then asks, "Why is it going up?!" It is not a time to play Mr. Fix-it. She does not really want an answer. Saying, "Maybe it's because you're not exercising at all," won't help her feel better. She was just asking a hypothetical question.
The better response is, "It's just a number. I love you no matter what the scale says." And mean it!
Should you get this wrong you just might get a glass of cold water thrown at you over the shower curtain the next time you're showering.
And finally, I've been thinking about what I can do for my next high school reunion's talent show. At our last reunion I performed some corny "magic" tricks that were supposed to loosen everyone up by getting them to laugh. It didn't work. Next time I'll show them my amazing new talent -- swallowing many large pills all at once.
Just yesterday I swallowed four gigantic pills (1 vitamin, 2 supplements, and a RX medication) in one swallow. Top that! Safety Man piped up, "Swallowing too much at once is a choking hazard."
That's okay because I'm not planning to attend any high school reunions until our 60th. I'll be 88. So what if I choke. At least I won't be around to hear the silence.
at 8:19 AM