Were they at least wearing masks?

PirateBoy I would have helped you. One thing that annoys me more than anything else is to be on the phone with someone and then all of a sudden they're talking to someone else. It can be a cashier they've suddenly remembered after walking by them at the county fair three years ago or a long lost friend from their high school days. I'm still talking away because I have no idea their attention is elsewhere. Then when they realize I'm still on the phone they'll ask me to repeat what I just said. That's when I usually just hang up.

The Rock Juggling Otters wbagnfarb.

I've never seen a caribou so I'm going to have to take their word on this one.

Stick a pin in her. She's done.

Watch out! That last step is a doozy.

I'm pretty easy going so nothing bothers me much except: When I'm watching something on Hulu and a message flashes up asking me if I'm still watching. Yes d@mmit! I'm still watching! I hate it when my iWatch flashes a message telling me I need a brisk five minute walk to complete my workout ring. This is usually after I've cut the grass, done two loads of laundry, and cleaned the entire house. None of that is a workout? I hate going to the grocery store and when I find what I'm looking for at least five or six people are blocking the aisle while evidently having a family reunion. All I want is a pack of Double Stuff Oreos so move it! I get annoyed when people ride my bumper. I get even more annoyed when I give them a one finger salute and they've turned their head and don't see it. Other than that I'm a pretty easy going person and not much bothers me. At least nothing else that I can list here.

Oh like no one here has ever done this.

Shoddy journalism. No pictures of the wrestling match.

For some reason this story reminds me of a very old joke. A woman was at the grocery store. When she was done a very handsome young man offered to take her groceries out to her car. When they got to the parking lot she leaned over and told him, "I have an itchy p***y". He replied, "Lady you're going to have to point it out. All of these foreign cars look alike to me."

The first concert I ever went to was at Hampton Roads Coliseum in Virginia. It was John Denver and I had a huge crush on him even though I was only about 15 years old at the time. When it was over all of my friends, and everybody else, rushed over to a door that he was suppose to come out of after the concert. I don't like crowds so I hung back and was pretty much by myself. All of a sudden I heard a door open close to where I was standing and it was John Denver! I guess he didn't like crowds either. He stopped, waved at me, and smiled. I was, and still am, very shy so I just waved back and he left. I never told my friends that I'd seen him.

*Slaps a couple of band-aids on puncture wounds, draws up a Tetanus shot, and tells Seamen to stop being such a big baby*

The Real Barry I'm also a Charlie Chaplin fan. Favorite Movies: The Jerk and Father Of The Bride with Steve Martin. High Anxiety with Mel Brooks. Also the first Major League movie.

Burt Macklin, FBI, you can't but I'm still going to be careful.

This may be the answer to the killer hornet problem.

And yet the barbershops and dentist offices are still closed.

When I see the words "cheeky bear" I think of something that is cute and cuddly that you might squirt with a water bottle if it was being naughty. I wouldn't squirt this bear and I wouldn't hit him on the nose with a newspaper either.

In other news, the National Weather Service has announced that this will be a very active hurricane season. I can't wait.

Thanks for sharing MOTW.

I stimulated the economy by buying a new recliner which was delivered today. I've spent most of the day trying it out so I've got nothing. I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!

If it was illegal here I'd be reading the blog on a prison computer. Although, I would never do this to a police officer. That's just wrong. Plus all of them know my dad and would tell on me.

I was going to suggest she take up knitting but that probably wouldn't be a good idea either.

I've been listening to Hank Williams singing, "I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry". Chuck Berry is a lot better.

Dave if it isn't a Carl Hiaasen novel it should be. For some odd reason, after reading the story, I feel like I need a shower.

It's nice to see that Lifetime is taking some time out from showing their killer cheerleader movies.