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Every once in a while, your childhood hits you on your head. I was about 9-10 when I first saw the Wizard of OZ in a theater. I was totally blown away when the movie switched from black and white to full color. By the time, the gang got to the Emerald City, I was totally absorbed in the movie. There is a scene where they are walking down this long hall to have an audience with the wizard. I've seen the movie a few times, since then, and it was okay. But, today, there was a screen saver pic of a long ornate corridor, and for a second, I was back as that 9 year kid, filled with awe, in the theater.

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I have this old TV cabinet that I'd like to replace, someday. So, I was looking at some furniture online. There was one I liked, but it was for $899. But there was a "Black Friday Sale" 25% off, that brought the price down to $899. Then there was an online $100 coupon, which brought the price down to $899. Today, since I'm a very special customer, I get a full 10% off, and it, now, is only $899. But, I'm no fool, I'm waiting for the after Xmas sale, I could probably get that sucker for $899.
 

Talk about getting grossed out. Thanks to the wonders of the internet, I found out there is such an occupation as "cockroach farmer". Yes, you can cockroach farm your way to fame and fortune. Apparently, cockroach farming is a big deal in some nations, like China. I don't want to know what the farmers do with their "crop".
BTW, there was an ad on my computer, today. It was from the furniture company. The TV stand is on sale- 10% off. it's down to $899. Normally, without the sale discount, the stand would be $899.
 
I'm a geezer, and I still drive. And I know you're supposed to obey all sped limits, etc. But, yesterday, I was on my way to the pharmacy when I got behind one of them- the ones that really obey the speed limits. Like if there's a curve and the speed limit sign says "15", nobody actually does 15. EXCEPT Mr. Super Careful Driver. And if the limit is "45", he's doing 45-not 46+. If you doing 50 in a 45MPH zone, you aren't going to automobile hell, you're going with the flow of traffic.
 
I wish some drivers would obey the speed limits instead of going 70 on roads that say 55. There doesn't seem to be any police on the roads at that time. I try to go the speed limit or only a little above like you say with the flow of traffic. Slow slow drivers will cause accidents. Never happy, I say, shaking my head.
 
I'm a geezer, and I still drive. And I know you're supposed to obey all sped limits, etc. But, yesterday, I was on my way to the pharmacy when I got behind one of them- the ones that really obey the speed limits. Like if there's a curve and the speed limit sign says "15", nobody actually does 15. EXCEPT Mr. Super Careful Driver. And if the limit is "45", he's doing 45-not 46+. If you doing 50 in a 45MPH zone, you aren't going to automobile hell, you're going with the flow of traffic.
I’m a geezette and it makes me crazy when you gotta flow with traffic folks aren’t brave enough to pass me and insist on riding my bumper until I pull off on the shoulder and force you to pass.

P.S. If you want to avoid me I’m usually finished with my errands and off the road by 11:00 am M-F. 😉🤭😂
 
Awww. I have to go grocery shopping tonight. I go late in the day, or early evening, because the electric carts are usually free at that time. If I didn't have to eat, I could save a lot of time and money.
In winter, I like to keep a lot of food stored in the house-at least 3 weeks. I live in the sticks, and we don't have town plows in our development, it's one of my neighbors with a plow on his truck. And that takes time. After a 2-3 foot snowstorm, there's no road. All there is one unbroken thick white sheet all over. It used to bother me that if I had a heart attack, the only way EMS could get to me was by helicopter. Now, nahh, it doesn't bother me at all.
 
I was expecting a small parcel which is due any day. I get an email from Aust. Post saying my parcel is ready to be picked up and follow the tracking no. on the parcel, there was a photo attached. Well, the photo is of a huge box, and I have to pay excess fees. My parcel would only be the size of an A4 envelope, so I suspect this is a fraud and immediately erased the email. Then I get a phone call from a man with a thick Indian accent saying they are from the fraud squad of the bank and want to confirm my purchases. The first one was from Amazon for $330.00 and the 2nd one from PayPal for $580.00. I have never bought anything from these two accounts.
I asked him his name and he said "John". I said, "I have never heard of an Indian with the name of John and I think you are a scammer" He insisted "No" and I asked him his telephone number and I'd call him back, He said it was an 18800 number which appears on the back of my credit card. I said, "You are a scammer, and I don't want to continue this conversation" and hung up. They're out everywhere. .
 
How about that Butthead sitting on the Toilet.
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What's with these delivery drivers that park on the wrong side of the street with 4 ways.
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Do they think about showing a little class? They sit funny on the stool too.
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Yeah, I found a blank page that I can fill up with stuff about myself. I got an Elf-on-the-shelf. Apparently this is a spy, who records everything I do to the head office, supposedly Santa??? Maybe the CIA??? This is a Xmas tradition I never knew about. My Elf says he's a boy elf. I guess I'll leave the toilet seat up for him.
Thank you! As I advance in age my thoughts decline in age to fun times ... Santa and his elves for instance.
Little things like the first "poem" ... here is a variation of it for fuzzybuddy ...
Algie saw a bear (fuzzy)
The bear was fuzzy
The bear saw Algie
Algie wasn't fuzzy
Was He ???

God bles and goodnight
 
It's 21 degrees F (-6C) and it's blowing at 30 mph, yet there's a large flock of small birds flitting around from tree to tree. Don't see many birds in winter in Pennsylvania, but there are these little guys . Online, they might be tit -something or others????? They don't seem to be bothered by the cold. I wonder why they aren't "bird-sicles" by now.
 
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Feeling better, today. That ad for the TV stand pops up everywhere. Normally, it costs $899. But now, it's on sale for Xmas at the lowest price ever-$899.
During commercials, I like to watch the jewelry channel. I don't care about the jewelry, I crack up at the sales pitches. A "competitor priced" is $1,500 for a genuine something ring. But the normal jewelry channel's price is $800. But it's the beginning of the week special- $200. Plus, it's a Tuesday only deal- $99. And then there's the warehouse sale-$19.95.
Haven't even talked about Easy-Pay.
 
My 'Elf-On-a-Shelf' can go back into his box. It's not like he had a lot of reporting to Santa to do.
It's a dreary day outside, and there are animal tracks all over my yard. A lot of them are deer tracks, and maybe rabbit tracks (?) And there are others. I rarely see the animals, but a week after it snows, my yard looks more like Grand Central Station.
One nice thing about this being Xmas is they'll stop showing the same shmaltzy Xmas movies on TV, and get back to ax murder/serial killer movies that we know & love. Not that movies like "The Brady Bunch Saves Xmas" aren't gems.
 
Senior Forum members, Mr. Ed's daughter, & seadog's SIL are getting married. And this is near the New Year and resolutions. It got me thinking. I can't imagine a guy's bucket list, and #1 is "attend another wedding". I have to admit only women look forward to one more "Chicken Dance". Weddings are things guys have to endure. In my family, weddings are kind of easy to remember. The wedding date is the same as the due date.
BTW, that's true. At my cousin's wedding, we didn't know who would get to the altar first -her or the kid. Wedding was in the AM, and the birth of her son late that evening. Her anniversary and his birthday are the same date. At my brother & sis-in-law's wedding, both their kids were there.
 
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I have a big cardboard box of old pics. Some as old as two exes ago. I now have a camera phone with me at all times, but I rarely take a pic. But back then, I wore my fingers off clicking away on the old Kodak. There has to be several hundred pics. I looked at a few. They were pics with people on them. Have no idea, who they are. But they're smiling. There were pics off me, and it's hard to believe how dorky I was in some of them. It's amazing, there you are in the picture, but you don't know who those people with you are, and where in the hell was the pic taken.
 
It's the day after the day after Xmas. I guess I'm such a creature of habit that when a holiday falls in the middle of a week, I get all discombomerated. Every nerve in my body says today is Friday, but someone snuck Saturday in on me. Also, most stores are closed on Xmas, so why do I have this urge to go shopping at a mall on Xmas. Today, I wouldn't care if I ever saw a mall, again.
 
I don't know why, but in my area, when it rains and the temps rise, and the snow melts, we get thick fog. The only thing you see is gray, and you can only make out the yellow lines and white curb line on either side of the car. Last night, I got caught in the fog. I had to drive up and down the main road to find my road. And my deer friends love jumping out of the fog right in front of you. I didn't order this fog, nor did I want it.
 
Today we are under a tornado watch until 3:00 this afternoon. It is supposed to rain, too. Fog is really scary. Glad you made it home okay.
 


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