A panda bear walks into a restaurant and orders a meal. After eating he pulls out a gun, shoots the place up, and runs away.
Quickly the bartender runs after him yelling, "HEY YOU CAN'T DO THIS!!!"
The panda turns around and yells "Yes I can. Look me up in the encyclopedia!"
So, the bartender looks up "Panda" in the encyclopedia, and it reads "Panda: increasingly rare species of bear that can be found in the eastern part of Asia. It eats shoots and leaves.”
Happy Birthday Dad. You've been gone 39 years, and I still think of you often and miss you. You taught me a lot, and I will always be your little girl.
While getting a checkup, a man tells his doctor that he thinks his wife is losing her hearing. The doctor says, "You should do a simple test. Stand about 15 feet behind your wife and say 'honey?’ Move 3 feet closer and do it again. Keep moving 3 feet closer until she finally responds." Remember how close you were when she gives you an answer. That will help me know how bad her hearing loss is.
About a month later the same guy is at the doctor again and the doctor asks, "Well, did you do that experiment with your wife's hearing?” The man says "yes". "How close did you get before she answered?" "Well, by the time I got about 3 feet away she just turned around and said "For the FIFTH TIME... WHAT???"
A juggler, driving to his next performance, is stopped by the police.
“What are those knives doing in your car? Asked the officer.
“I use them in my juggling act,” says the juggler.
“Oh yeah?” “Let’s see you do it.” Says the policeman.
So the man starts tossing and juggling the knives.
A guy driving by sees this and says, “Wow, am I glad I stopped drinking. Look at the test they’re making you do now!”
A mother mouse and a baby mouse were walking along, when all of a sudden, a cat attacked them. The mother mouse goes, "BARK!" and the cat runs away.
"See?" says the mother mouse to her baby. "Now do you see why it's important to learn a foreign language?"
This is the #8 Budweiser 2004 Monte Carlo of Dale Earnhardt, Jr. before he left DEA Racing to join Hendrick Motors.
Thanks again to my friend for adding a Jeff Gordon #24 car to my collection of NASCAR Memorabilia.
My second display shelf is getting overloaded - going to have to start a third shelf (sorry son) to keep up with my additions. I JUST LOVE COLLECTING NASCAR.
Looks small, but my Chevy Avalanche is a big truck and I love to drive it. I have owned it for eight years and it has sure come in handy. The back window comes down into the holder, the seats fold down, and I have a full pickup bed available for hauling. In SUV mode, I can take 4 passengers with me. LOTTA ROOM - LOVE MY TRUCK.
The same friend who gave me my truck model, also gave me a model for my convertible. The only difference is that my car is grey with a black convertible top. It was the closest he could get to my car. I always appreciate his efforts to add to my car collection.
My car is 12 years old and has less than 27,000 miles on it - prime condition. I have owned it for eight years and it's been garaged every winter - never seen snow. It's my baby and I sure take good care of it. Of course, my son says, "It's MINE" whenever he gets a chance. I keep saying, "SOMEDAY son. I'm not done driving it yet."
I was looking online for murder mysteries and found that a Wilmington hotel hosts murder mystery weekend events. I have heard about them, read about them, and even saw one on a Golden Girls show, but I've never been to one.
The General Denver Hotel
"Built in 1928, the historic General Denver Hotel, located in Wilmington, Ohio, sometimes hosts murder mystery weekend events. A hotel with no phones and no pools, the General Denver Hotel invites guests to step back in time to the slower days of the 1930s, and the hotel's chosen mysteries reflect this theme. Settle into one of the hotel's rooms before sitting down to enjoy a burger, a steak or a dish of stuffed ravioli at the on-site restaurant during the weekend. Every room at the General Denver Hotel features a private bathroom and a balcony overlooking the lobby. Before heading home at the end of the weekend, don't forget to grab a bite of breakfast. The General Denver Hotel is a non-smoking accommodation."
The General Denver Hotel
81 W Main St.
Wilmington OH 45177
937-383-4141
generaldenver.com
I have been to the General Denver Hotel restaurant with my Red Hat ladies and the food is very good. Now I have something else to check out!
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for the one in Marietta, Ohio and Danville, Ohio.
I like watching investigative stories on television, like The Investigators on HLN (Channel 43 on Time Warner) late-night. I've always been interested in forensics, and the old saying: DNA doesn't lie.
Last night I was especially interested to watch the story of a murder that happened in Fayette County, and a prior murder in Scioto County, by an Ohio resident. It's not often that I see stories like this set in Ohio on national tv.
The show started with the in-depth story of a 72-year old Portsmouth woman who was abducted from her home and murdered. They found the murdered woman's body in the woods of a secluded area in Scioto County, along with the mattress off her bed, which was missing from her home at the time of the abduction.
They found that the killer lived somewhere near the Portsmouth area, and later was a semi-truck driver, which is how he came to be in Fayette County on his way to Texas in February 2002. I remember I was working at the Lebanon Correctional Institution at that time. At that prison, we used to receive many inmates that had been convicted of murder in Ohio.
The police followed all the leads and the story progressed to Fayette County after a young girl from Bucyrus was found dead in a wooded area in Jeffersonville near the truck stop.
The prosecutor and many law enforcement officials from Scioto County were interviewed for this crime story. However, when they began the segment about the Fayette County murder link to the killer, no person from Fayette County was on the show. Now I have to wonder if any law enforcement officer or prosecutor from Fayette County was asked to be interviewed for this portion of the show (I'm sure they were). Why would they decline?
Daniel G. Payton, who was already convicted in Scioto County and serving two 30-year life sentences for his previous crimes there, pleaded guilty to avoid the death penalty and was convicted in Fayette County of the murder of the Bucyrus girl, and was sentenced to an additional 30-year life sentence by our current judge. Payton was 40 years old when convicted and was given a mandatory minimum sentence of 79 years, and will not be eligible for any parole hearing until the age of 126, according to the Department of Rehabilitation and Corrections website (see the link HERE).
I remember reading the story in our local newspaper and found it in the archives in case you want a refresher to the story (click HERE). It is not often, as I said, that Ohio (let alone Fayette County) gets into a national television documentary or crime story. I did see the tv story about the Kehoe Brothers and their shootout with a State Trooper in Wilmington some years ago, and the murder of the Culberson woman, also in Wilmington. But I don't ever recall seeing a story about a Fayette County incident - until this one. Now, why didn't law enforcement here get more involved in the making of the true crime story? A good question to ask sometime.
Final note: Payton was originally sent to Lebanon, and now resides in the Chillicothe Correctional Institution.
Through the pitch-black night, the captain sees a light dead ahead on a collision course with his ship. He sends a signal: “Change your course 10 degree east.”
The light signals back: “Change yours, 10 degrees west.”
Angry, the captain sends: “I’m a navy captain! Change your course, sir!”
“I’m a seaman, second class,” comes the reply. “Change your course, sir.”
Now the captain is furious. “I’m a battleship! I’m not changing course!”
There is one last reply. “I’m a lighthouse. Your call.”
Everyone needs a little humor in their day. Today I found this one and I laughed so hard, I had to share it. Listen to this song and have a good laugh!
Old school photographs on the wall, cut-out cardboard cars, a three-wheel bike with a basket full of popcorn balls, Euclid Beach signs (the old Cedar Point of Cleveland in the 50s-60s), and other cut-outs around the room like Jack Benny and other stars of movies and television lined the front of the room for the 50-year class reunion I attended recently.
The ice cream shoppe was set up for dessert after the wonderful sit-down dinner of roast beef, chicken, salmon, pasta, and vegetables. We could make our own Sundaes with all the fixin's.
The sweet shoppe was set up with a variety of candies to appease the sweet tooth of any of the 180 alumni attendees plus their spouses, dates, significant others, etc.
Between the ice cream shoppe and the sweet shoppe was a tiger under a tree of 45 record leaves. We were known as the Cleveland Heights High School tigers, the black and gold. Each dinner table around the room had a center piece using a stuffed tiger with black and gold balloons tied to it. Under one chair at each table was the sticker for the lucky winner who got to take their centerpiece home.
I will talk more about the reunion in my next blog item. We had too much fun to put it in just one story. Stay tuned.
The next car I will share is a blue Dale Earnhardt Jr's #88 National Guard 2008 Impala SS 1:24 scale race car. His AMP car was green, the National Guard color was blue.
When my house was built in 1968, a blue spruce pine tree was planted in the front yard. It has grown very tall over the last 44 years.
When my mother became ill and was house-bound, she would look out the window quite a bit. At least 15 years ago, she complained that she could not see across the street through the thick lower branches of this tree. She called someone and had the bottom five feet of limbs cut off and treated so they would not grow back.
About two years ago, I had a slight plumbing problem and I called a plumber. The plumber said I must have roots in the line and poured two bottles of Root Kill down the commode. WRONG thing to do if you have a tree that you want to LIVE.
The past two years have shown the wisdom of the plumber's bad decision. The tree has started to die from the bottom up. I spoke to an Arborist friend of mine and he came to look at the tree. He said, "Save up your money, the tree is almost dead and will have to come down."
Today a tree service came to ease my worries about lightning striking the tree and causing it to crash into the house or someone's car on my street. The tree man said he and his crew could have the tree down in about one hour, haul it all away, and clean up my yard. He offered to grind the stump, but I wanted it left in the yard as a plant stand. I have two other stumps which I use for that purpose on my property.
A 30-year old former meat cutter-turned tree cutter put on his harness and chain saw and began to climb the tree and make short stairsteps for himself to rise to the top. Once all the limbs were cut off, he went up to tie off the top and start cutting it off. It fell right where it was aimed and the helpers began to chainsaw it into pieces to be chipped or put in the truckbed. Then back down to a level to take out the middle of the tree. It was still tied off at the top of the topless tree. It fell with a thud right where it was suppose to fall. Then the boss took over and chainsawed the bottom section down to a stump.
It was amazing to watch the guys get the job done in such short order and they left the yard clean, as well as the street. I will no longer worry about lightning striking my dead tree which would surely come down with a crash the wrong way and hurt a car or house. THE TREE THAT WAS - IS NO LONGER!
I went to the Farmer's Market last Saturday and purchased one dozen ears of yellow corn on the cob, my favorite. I wanted to cook and freeze some for later.
I remembered reading a post on Sue's News about fixing corn in the dishwasher. I'd never heard of that method before, but I decided to try it.
I got the corn ready and let the dishwasher do the work. IT REALLY WORKS! I now have five ziplock bags with two ears each in the freezer ready for my next corn craving. It looked so good after it was hot and ready, I ate two ears for supper and it was delicious.
I think I'll be going back to the Farmer's Market for more corn next weekend.
CLICK HERE to see the 'dishwasher method' on Sue's News.
In the past, I have been teased about having too many VHS tapes. Yes, I still have a VCR and it works. I used to tape my favorite shows while I was at work. I have several tote boxes full of VHS tapes and the boxes are heavy. The boxes don't get moved anymore.
I finally found someone who has MORE VHS tapes than I do. When I visited a high school friend in the Cleveland area recently, he had racks and stacks of VHS tapes everywhere. He buys them by the box at flea markets and watches them.
He has a VCR built into a television, but does not have any cable or satellite service and has no outside antenna. Therefore, he never watches TV, instead watches tapes all the time. This picture is only about one-third of what I saw; and the cabinet doors shown are also full of tapes.
Finally, someone I can pick on who has more from the old days than I do!
I have watched Betty White in so many TV shows, and especially love her as Rose from The Golden Girls.
The President of the United States has done so much to help this country in the past three years, especially The Affordable Care Act, all the tax cuts for the middle class, and we can't forget the killing of Bin Laden. There are so many more things to list, I just don't have enough room here to type them.
We should all be thankful for both these wonderful people for their contributions to mankind.
My next 'share' is the Dale Earnhardt, Jr. green Amp Energy/Mt. Dew #88 2008 Impala SS 1:24 scale Action Racing Collectible.
While in Cleveland last weekend for my 50 year high school class reunion, I visited a friend who I've kept in touch with for 50 years. He had a copy of my prom photo. I used to have one around here somewhere, but I have no idea where it is now.
Looking at the picture brought back a few memories of the past. Joe was my high school sweetheart. We went steady for at least six months of my senior year. When we both went away to college, we became lavaliere'd (the next step between going steady and being engaged back in 1962). We both went to Bowling Green State University near Toledo, Ohio. Our total relationship time together was just over one year.
I'm sorry to report that a few years ago I learned that Joe passed away. I will always remember him as my first-love.
There was a specific group of friends who got together frequently to go bowling, roller skating, go to movies, and especially to go to the prom. I also acquired a copy of the pre-prom group photo. My memory is not as good as it was 50 years ago, but I do know that Tom is on the left with his date, then Joe and I, then a couple I do not remember, and on the right, Betsy and Russ (the friend I've kept in touch with).
Russ later married a gal named Nancy (who is now deceased) and had two girls. How we have changed these past 50 years! Time marches on. To relive the past takes old photos to bring back a memory or two. Salute to the 'days of old'.
I've seen them before, but he has added many to his collection since I saw him last. I just had to take pictures. There are more, put I am only posting four photos. In the first photo at the top of the page, the stack in the left corner is two-deep, floor to ceiling, for example. 
About two years ago, I had a slight plumbing problem and I called a plumber. The plumber said I must have roots in the line and poured two bottles of Root Kill down the commode. WRONG thing to do if you have a tree that you want to LIVE. 
The past two years have shown the wisdom of the plumber's bad decision. The tree has started to die from the bottom up. I spoke to an Arborist friend of mine and he came to look at the tree. He said, "Save up your money, the tree is almost dead and will have to come down." 
Today a tree service came to ease my worries about lightning striking the tree and causing it to crash into the house or someone's car on my street. The tree man said he and his crew could have the tree down in about one hour, haul it all away, and clean up my yard. He offered to grind the stump, but I wanted it left in the yard as a plant stand. I have two other stumps which I use for that purpose on my property.
A 30-year old former meat cutter-turned tree cutter put on his harness and chain saw and began to climb the tree and make short stairsteps for himself to rise to the top. Once all the limbs were cut off, he went up to tie off the top and start cutting it off. It fell right where it was aimed and the helpers began to chainsaw it into pieces to be chipped or put in the truckbed. Then back down to a level to take out the middle of the tree. It was still tied off at the top of the topless tree. It fell with a thud right where it was suppose to fall. Then the boss took over and chainsawed the bottom section down to a stump. 
It was amazing to watch the guys get the job done in such short order and they left the yard clean, as well as the street. I will no longer worry about lightning striking my dead tree which would surely come down with a crash the wrong way and hurt a car or house. THE TREE THAT WAS - IS NO LONGER!
There was a specific group of friends who got together frequently to go bowling, roller skating, go to movies, and especially to go to the prom. I also acquired a copy of the pre-prom group photo. My memory is not as good as it was 50 years ago, but I do know that Tom is on the left with his date, then Joe and I, then a couple I do not remember, and on the right, Betsy and Russ (the friend I've kept in touch with). 
