Year: 2005

Thanks Buddy

Jack decided to go skiing with his buddy, Bob. They loaded up in Jack’s minivan and headed north. After driving for a few hours, they got caught in a terrible blizzard. They pulled into a nearby farm and asked the attractive lady who answered the door if they could spend the night.

“I realize it’s terrible weather out there and I have this huge house all to myself, but I’m recently widowed,” she explained. “I’m afraid neighbors will talk if I let you stay in my house.”

“Don’t worry,” Jack said. “We’ll be happy to sleep in the barn. And if the weather breaks, we’ll be gone at first light.” The lady agreed, and the two men found their way to the barn and settled in for the night. Come morning, the weather had cleared, and they got on their way. They enjoyed a great weekend of skiing.

About nine months later, Jack got an unexpected letter from an attorney. It took him a few minutes to figure it out, but he finally determined that it was from the attorney of that attractive widow he had met on the ski weekend.

He dropped in on his friend Bob and asked, “Bob, do you remember that good-looking widow from the farm we stayed at on our ski holiday up North?

“Yes, I do.”

“Did you happen to get up in the middle of the night, go up to the house and pay her a visit?”

“Yes,” Bob said, a little embarrassed about being found out. “I have to admit that I did.”

“And did you happen to use my name instead of telling her your name?”

Bob’s face turned red and he said, “Yeah, sorry, buddy. I’m afraid I did. Why do you ask?”

“She just died and left me everything.”

Another Newsletter Put To Bed

As they say in the business. The June issue of “The Driver” is all ready for mailing. Tomorrow we will make the trip to the big city and postagize the envelopes at Rader. If you are allergic to paper, you can read the gist of it online here thanks to the generosity of Yahoo! Geocities and some of their fine sponsors that the Master’s Miata Club neither approves nor endorses.

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Well, It Was Clean

Last night about 9:15 my wife came up to me and said, “Let’s go for a drive.” Because I’m all about marital harmony, I said, “Sure.”

It was a beautiful night for a drive, the bright, dusky full moon was just clearing the trees and the temperature was in the upper 70s. We headed out on one of our usual 25 miles country road loops, but when I should have made a right turn, I missed it. As we passed by the road I could see why, somebody had knocked over the street sign, so I didn’t see the bright green rectangular cue to turn. We kept on rolling.

The last time we went this far down this road was way back when we moved to Aiken in 1989 and went exploring. That time, right about where we were, the road turned to dirt. Back then we kept going on the dirt road just to see where it ended up. We followed it to the end where it tee’d into a paved road, which we followed a while before figuring out where we were and found our way home. What was once dirt was now paved, so we decided to follow it and see if it was that way to the T. Sure enough about 6 or 7 miles later we came to the same intersection.

We ended up covering about 50 miles and were gone for an hour. The only downside to our trip is that the weather has warmed enough now that the bugs are out in full force, so when we got home the front of the car was peppered entomological remains.

Alas I was out of Meguiar’s Quik Detailer, so I had to go to work today with a dirty car, for shame. But please forgive my transgression, as soon as I”m done with this post I am going to go out in the garage and clean the nose with my newly purchased bottle of QD.

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1st Annual No Blogging Day

In case you missed the announcement, today is the 1st Annual No Blogging Day, so that is why I’m not posting anything here.

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Spit TV

I watched the 3rd game of the Red Sox – Braves series on TV this afternoon. Clement pitched a heck of a game and it was nice to be able to put a face on Kevin Youkilis, but I’m going to be glad to go back to the radio. Managers, coaches, players, sunflower seeds, tobacco juice, water, Gatorade, saliva, seems like all these guys do is spit.

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Mr. Fletcher’s Ride – May

Mr. Fletcher's Ride - MayLooking southwest at the corner of Mr. Fletcher’s Ride and an unnamed path about 1/2 mile in from our usual entry point into Hitchcock Woods. We went walking a little later in the day today, around 9:30 – 10 AM, because we have had an unseasonably cool weekend and sleeping in late on a Sunday is a good thing. That accounts for the different lighting making the trees appear much greener than April’s picture.

TV Hypnosis

I watched most of the Red Sox – Braves game on TV tonight. It has been raining virtually all night in Beantown. Sometimes hard and sometimes light, but every time you are looking at the TV screen you see the rain coming down. So when I get up to use the restroom or swap the clothes from the washer to the dryer between innings, I am shocked that I don’t see rain out the windows of my house.

Barbossa: First, your return to shore was not part of our negotiations nor our agreement, so I must do nothin’. And secondly, you must be a pirate for the Pirate’s Code to apply, and you’re not. And thirdly, the Code is more what you’d call “guidelines” than actual rules. Welcome aboard the Black Pearl, Miss Turner.

I got sucked in to watching “Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl” this afternoon. I own the DVD and can watch it in widescreen glory anytime and I never seem to pop it in the player, but if I stumble on to it playing on the TV I’m glued to it. I just hope next year’s “Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest” if half as good as this one was.

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