Subj : Re: who's here? To : George Pope From : Daryl Stout Date : Fri Sep 10 2021 12:25:00 George, GP> I get those calls, too (I signed up for it & gave my permission); I GP> recently switched to blister packs for my regular pills, & get 4 weeks GP> at a time, pickup or free delivery, my choice. I jusr called today to GP> put two of them back into viuals instead, as they were so tiny, they GP> get caught in the corners when the machine pinches the pockets closed. Sometimes, I'll call them if I'm going to be out on errands, to see if there are any medications that have come in. Right now, I'm not needing any (most of us are on too many medications as it is!!). GP> Or piloting, I've heard. . . Or, like the meme with a guy who had just jumped out of the airplane, and deployed his parachute. The view of one passenger of him, noted that the parachutist was holding a sign "I WAS YOUR PILOT". :P That'll ruin your whole day. GP> Came across a funny YouTube channel today; do you know of "It's A GP> Southern Thing"? I liked their southern commercials pair. The Mason-Dixon Line is the divider between "You All, and Youz Guys". GP> Nicely done by her! I hope you complimented her quick & witty retort. I did. Another female I used to work with (she's the one that lost her first husband to colon cancer), always kidded me, as I would help her rack decals from the press. But, I had to kneel down to get the stuff, and work my way up the rack. She'd always say "Assume the position...on your knees". GP> Avocaton or vocation, give your all, & really try. . . That's all you can ask of someone. GP> I do volunteer work to the same commitment level as paid. There's also an acronym, N.A.V.Y. -- Never Again Volunteer Yourself. Otherwise, you're doing that job until the moment you die. GP> . . Alone(well, not since marriage & kids), & bored. . . It's rare that I'm bored...more often than not, I'm tired...from not resting well at night. I'm going to have to get a power nap this afternoon sometime. I'm charging the phone for the heart monitor...I'll have to swap out and charge the monitor tomorrow. I had to order some extra monitoring patches, as 2 were defective...but they won't be in until tomorrow. GP> I found that out when I approached a former volunteer colleague (from GP> provincial seniors games) to ask if my company coulduse his Ham skills GP> in case the regular communications are out & he saisd by law he can GP> only do third party radio for the government & healthcare bodies during GP> a disaster/crisis. For ham radio, normally, we can't accept money for our services. However, there are exceptions where compensation is permitted: 1) In an education institution (school or college), where ham radio is the course, and the individual, a ham radio operator, is the instructor. 2) In the position of an Emergency Communications Coordinator at a local hospital. There are restrictions on when "drills" can be done...but as far as the FCC is concerned, if it's a bona fide emergency, you can "throw the rule book out". 3) Operating a club station at least 40 hours per week, with the schedule published 30 days in advance, using a large amount of frequencies to maximize coverage, in the transmission of ham radio bulletins and related information. 4) Reimbursement for expenses in preparing for, conducting, or after, a ham radio license exam session. GP> Yup. . . I have no problem with whomever is assigned to provide nursing GP> care, unless they deliberately cop feels of my personal bits, then I GP> politely request a change. I think of the one instance where a man is lying in his hospital bed, wearing an oxygen mask, when a student nurse comes in to give him a partial sponge bath. The patient's communication is behind the mask, so it's distorted and muffled. It sounded like he asked "Nurse, are my testicles black??". The young nurse, embarrassed (I want to know why) replies "I don't know, sir. I'm only here to wash your upper body and feet". He struggles to ask the question again, asking her to check for him. Concerned that he might elevate his blood pressure worrying about his testicles, she overcomes her embarrassment, and pulls back the covers. She raises the gown, and does a thorough investigation of his genitalia. After a close inspection (you'd think they've seen it all before), she says "There's nothing wrong with them, sir. They look fine". The man pulls off the oxygen mask, smiles at her, and says very slowly: "Thank you very much. Now, listen very, very closely..." "Are - My - Test - Results - Back??". That's also like the old man in the doctor's office, and the doctor tells him "That's very nice, Mr. Smith...but I said I wanted to hear your heart". Hmmm...I resemble this exchange. GP> In one hospital I was in, the food was AWFUL(yeah, I know); so bad I GP> wouldn't eat anything I didn't trust (like mystery meat in mystery GP> sauce); the nurses (female) felt bad for me, & wshen I was walking at GP> night, would share their ordered in food (chicken, fish, Chinese, GP> Pizza) with me. That was nice of them. > Long before COVID-19, I was hospitalized for several days. Several GP> ladies > I square danced with were nurses on my ward...they gave me such grief. GP> Oh, you loved it! :D With friends like those, you don't need any enemies. > And, they think "until death do you part" is murder by one of them in > an angry rage. GP> Some call that a Sicilian Divorce. That's about it (sigh!). Speaking of Sicilian, now you've got me craving pizza for lunch. :P GP> Q: What's 6.9? GP> A: Something fun ruined by a period. Yep. GP> Q: What's 68? On the same scale as 6-Up and Preparation-G. GP> A: I'll owe you one GP> Or in Bingo caller slang, "O69, dinner for two with a horrible view" Or does a gastroenterologist say "Holey Crap"?? GP> People forget the Bible exemplified: I grew up with a brother...I didn't know it took women forever and a day to get ready, etc. GP> I think the time can vary byu the couple but I'd never consider GP> anything less than a year, total, to be enough (I'm a hypocrite in this, GP> though, full disclosure) At this point, I doubt anyone would want me. I can barely support myself, let alone worrying about someone else or their offspring. But, folks who "want a perfect marriage" won't find one in this life. There are several young ladies at a local restaurant...who are all very pretty, sweet, and courteous (not to mention having a nice pelvic build and structure ). But, I could easily be their grandfather, and I'm not getting into the deal of pedophilia. Now, if they were 20 years older, and I was 20 years younger, there might be something there. I didn't marry until I was 43, but never dreamed I'd be a widower at 47. I've basically given up on getting remarried, especially with all of the health and financial issues now. But, I originally had no intention of getting married. Yet, The Good Lord made a liar out of me once, and He can do so again, if He so chooses. That'd be if He'd appear before me, with this female, and said "This is your new bride". I would, at first, bow before Him in worship...but then would ask "When do I set the wedding??". GP> Yup -- that showed maturity & willingness to consider the other's GP> position. It was funny when my fiance' and I went to purchase wedding invitations, they had the name of my ex-fiance' (who I broke the engagement off with before I got married...she was to do all the taking and I was to do all the giving), and myself...both with how they were spelled. My fiance' (who became my wife) was laughing, and I growled "I feel like I'm gonna puke". :P > Sex is NOT the be all and end all of marriage...it's a fringe benefit. GP> Granted. I'm saying, if they MUST, then avoid the baby making. I like what Walter (one of ventriloquist Jeff Dunham's "dummies") noted... When my wife says "Screw You!!", I yell "Bite Me". :P Or the pictures of "Safe Sex"...one safe humping another one...or a naked man and woman, all cramped up, crawling out of one of those things. But, the question remains: How long must we practice sex before it's safe?? > Exactly. Nowadays, there are pre-nuptial agreements...and some of the > items can be quite bizarre. GP> Yup, like Johnny Carson paying $42,000/month for dog food to his ex. "Oh, bother!!" said Pooh, as he called his lawyer. If one's wife was named Allie, is she wanting Allie-Moaney (alimony)?? :P GP> I still don't get that much a YEAR for food AND shelter! Never mind keeping up with the Jones'. GP> & $75K/mo so she could buy gifts (isn't that HIM buying the gifts?) As noted, my ex-fiance' wanted me to always take her to the most expensive restaurant, always pick up the tab, and forsake all my hobbies, interests, etc. outside of work, and spend every waking moment with her. Basically, she was to do all the taking, and I was to do all the giving. That does NOT work in a relationship!! My late wife didn't care whether we ate at McDonald's or Olive Garden -- Food Was Food. When we ate out, she'd ask me "Who's Paying For This??". I'd usually give her a big toothy, full dentured grin , and she'd say "I was afraid of that". But, there were a few times when I asked if we could "go Dutch", or if she'd mind paying for it...not once, did she complain about that. My ex-fiance' wouldn't have been caught dead doing that. > If a turtle loses his shell, is he naked or homeless?? GP> Indubitably. Don't look, Ethyl!! > Blame San Andreas...it's all his fault. And, an earthquake in > Washington, DC, is obviously the government's fault. GP> It wasn't the trucker's fault, it wasn't the car driver's fault; it was GP> the asphalt. That's what the pilot of the Southwest Airlines Flight confessed to the passengers, in apologizing for the rough landing. Besides, I thought that asphalt was when you hit the tennis ball with your butt cheeks. Man, that's gonna leave a mark. > Give me a B. Give me another B. What have you got?? Beauty... > because that's in the eyes of the B holder. GP> I heard it as "in the eyes of the beer holder" That, too. To folks who say that beer doesn't make you smart, you have to wonder "then, why is Bud Weiser??". > ... Newspaper Headline: "4-H Girls Win Prizes for fat calves." GP> Ain't nothing wrong with meaty legs! More for one to love. I saw a meme, with these sweat pants, and there were these hands pushing up the butt cheeks, with the words "Push 'Em Up!! Push 'Em Up!! Way Up!!". GP> Q: What has got 8 legs and 1 eye? GP> A: 2 chairs and a half of a fish. What do you have with 32 redneck women?? A full set of teeth. :P GP> "No" says the pirate "it was my first day with the hook!" Never mind hook, line, and sinker. GP> Q: Why was there a dead calf in the boot of a Germans car? GP> A: It’s his spare veal Years ago, Burger King had a veal parmagean sandwich, with marinara sauce and mozarrella cheese, that I really liked. They also had a Yumbo (hot ham and cheese) that was replaced by what I called a hoagie (a ham and cheese sandwich, with mayonnaise, lettuce, and tomato). Now, if I want that, I go to Subway. I haven't eaten yet today, so now I'm getting hungry. GP> Doctor: :You’ve damaged several muscles including your calf and your GP> quad." Patient: "Is that true, or are you just pulling my leg?" As long as it's not the middle one. :P GP> Q: Why did the hungry baby calf cross the road? GP> A: To get to the udder side. [sic. redundancy isn't by me] We need to moove on with this thread. GP> My personal trainer said I should start doing calf raises. GP> I can barely lift up my cat, let alone a baby cow. Old MacDonald had a farm, the doctor was surprised. But, when the farmer had a cow, the doctor up and died. Mary had a little watch, she swallowed it all gone. So now, when Mary takes a step, time marches on. GP> Q: What do you call a bovine who's had an abortion? GP> A: de-calf-inated That's what I had to do...give up tea. Apparently, all that caffeine was accelerating my heart rate. So, I'm making what I call "Kroger Koolaid"...but all that water is irritating my digestive tract. So, it's "From Revenge Of Monty Zuma, to the $***$ of poop-pour-ee". :P I guess I'm practicing for the colonoscopy prep. Daryl .... The wheel's spinning, but the hamster's dead. === MultiMail/Win v0.52 --- SBBSecho 3.14-Win32 * Origin: The Thunderbolt BBS - Little Rock, Arkansas (1:2320/33) .