You will have to tune in later in the day or perhaps even tomorrow to see what goes on in today’s blog entry. I have fallen into some kind of “back-to-the-future” thing where I type each entry about yesterday today and I decided it was time to get it right. Today’s entry ought to be about today and so that’s how I am going to TRY to do it from now on. We shall see.
I had planned to go on weed patrol today and start clearing away some of the jungle of weeds that have been cropping up around the house and flower beds. I just heard some thunder so that plan may have to be postponed. Darn it! And I so
love to pull weeds!
The sun is almost over the horizon and we mark the end of the longest day (most sunlight) for this year. My goodness where does the time go? It doesn’t seem all that long ago I was complaining it was dark most of the day!
We just got back from dinner with Mom and DD. DD was a little late in meeting up with us, she had another flat tire. She seems to have an awful lot of tire trouble since she started feuding with the drunken deadbeats who moved in next to her. We all wished Mom a Happy Birthday and hope she has many more. While we were cussing and discussing the affairs of the world Tracey slipped off to go buy some motorcycle boots. She came back about an hour later. She found a good bargain at the local K-mart. She started at the Fart & Fleem but they were selling some Harley-Davidson logo brand and were way too expensive.
Although we really didn’t get much rain at all, it was enough to make an excuse for not pulling any weeds. Not one! We did get Chris Bird back from DD who was birdsitting him for us while we were on vacation and after. DD says she thinks he needs to be “fattened up” and she thought he was too skinny. I don’t know how to tell if a parakeet is too skinny but I guess we will have to make sure he has plenty of food. Maybe he doesn’t like our brand of bird seed? He’s not talking so we don’t know.
Sometimes It DOES Take A Rocket Scientist Scientists at NASA built a gun specifically to launch dead chickens at the windshields of air-liners, military jets and the space shuttle, all traveling at maximum velocity. The idea is to simulate the frequent incidents of collisions with airborne fowl to test the strength of the windshields.
British engineers heard about the gun and were eager to test it on the windshields of their new high speed trains. Arrangements were made, and a gun was sent to the British engineers. When the gun was fired, the engineers stood shocked as the chicken hurled out of the barrel, crashed into the shatterproof shield, smashed it to smithereens, blasted through the control console, snapped the engineer’s backrest in two and embedded itself in the back wall of the cabin, like an arrow shot from a bow. The horrified Brits sent NASA the disastrous results of the experiment, along with the designs of the windshield and begged the U.S. scientists for suggestions.
NASA responded with a one-line memo: “Defrost the chicken.”
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