Howdy Ray

Just about bedtime here!

Hey hey hey Dogs!

Picked up a small SS Kershaw JYD (Air Force markings), 2009 manufacture NIB at a flea market. $28.00. I'm satisfied.

It's a nice little knife.

Randy, you old PIRATE! Nice score!

Good morning, everybody.

Patty was in a whimsical mood when I got home this morning and was working on a short story. Here is her result.


I am sure most everyone has heard the old adage about March coming in like a lion and out like a lamb. The weather was so nice yesterday that it finally motivated me to think about all the extra insulation my body had acquired during the winter months. I was feeling quite convinced I could leap and bound like a spring lamb. If there is one thing a Ladd (my maiden name) is know for, it is being obstinate. Before I went out, I foolishly decided I should see what I was up against. After digging out the dreaded bath scales, I gingerly approached them as if somehow sneaking up on them would help me weigh less. I was soon reeling in shock and my dismount would have won me a gold medal. I stood there having an argument with myself and cursing that hateful lying slab of metal. I decided it was a malfunction so I hung on to the wall and eased ever so slowly onto the demonic device. As I slowly let go of the wall I once more did a back-flip off the satanic springboard! By now I am about to hyperventilate. I bend forward trying to find my knees to hold on to. That's when I notice I have on my glasses! That's it! They are new glasses and I don't weigh with my glasses on. I took them off and approached the scales for the third time like a mongoose approaches a cobra. I slid one toe onto the edge of the cold calculator of flab delighted to see a tenth of a lb difference. I was smirking now over the clever way I had out witted the smart aleck hunk of junk. I surveyed my surroundings to make sure Randy wasn't around to see what I was up to then I began removing other unnecessary items that were weighing me down. With the confidence of Mohammed Ali I step boldly on the enemy prepared to crush it.... crush it I did. It leaped up another 2 lbs. With my head pounding like a sledgehammer, I have another argument with myself. I then came up with the conclusion the scales weren't balanced so I moved it around the bathroom floor trying to find the place with the least amount of gravity. I probably spent close to an hour getting on and off the scales before I suddenly I realized I had done enough exercise for one day! I put my clothes back on and ended my day (lion) lying on the couch!

The time has come the Walrus said, blah blah blah.

I'm going to bed.

Later dogs. peace and rest to you and all those you care for.

Later Tater'!

Looks like another slow night.

hI TOM.