MY WORK IS CUT OUT

Have less than a month to transform grumpy old men into VERY MERRY MEN.....

BLACK FRIDAY

COMPLETE MADNESS....

MAKING CALORIES COUNT

 The plate of lettuce is just 200 calories.  Lovely, if you are a rabbit.....

On the other hand, the glass of gin is but 200 calories.  Just think, a glass of gin and a plate of lettuce and you will be so tight and full you will not want more.

This is what 200 calories looks like! Fascinating photos that show a tenth of your daily food allowance

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THANKSGIVING QUOTES

Giving Thanks means differents things to different people.  Thank You is pretty cool...

THANKSGIVING POEM

T' was the Night of Thanksgiving

T'was the night of Thanksgiving, but I just couldn't sleep,
I tried counting backwards, I tried counting sheep.
The leftovers beckoned- The dark meat and white,
But I fought the temptation with all my might.

Tossing and turning with anticipation,
The thought of a snack became infatuation.
So, I raced to the kitchen, flung open the door,
And gazed at the fridge, full of goodies galore. 

Gobbled up turkey and buttered potatoes,
Pickles and carrots, beans and tomatoes.
I felt myself swelling so plump and so round,
' Til all of a sudden, I rose off the ground!

I crashed through the ceiling, floated into the sky,
With a mouthful of pudding and a handful of pie.
But, I managed to yell as I soared past the trees...
Happy eating to all- Pass the cranberries, please!

May your stuffing be tasty, may your turkey be plump, 
May your potatoes 'n' gravy have nary a lump,
May your yams be delicious, may your pies take the prize,
And may your Thanksgiving dinner stay off your thighs!

Wishing you, you family and friends a joy filled, blessed Thanksgiving!

LET THE FEAST BEGIN

As a rule, I am not big on being cute with me groceries.  It is all about the gobble, gobble, gobble....

Friend on FACEBOOK did this platter and I thought it was clever.  Just a small part of the 3900 calories most folks will consume tomorrow.....

What the heck, it is the holidays...

WORSE THAN BEDBUGS

What is a calorie?
Calories are the little bastards that get into your wardrobe at
night and sew your clothes tighter... MY CLOSET IS INFESTED WITH THE LITTLE SHITS.                                

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CUPPA WITH ATTITUDE

I am not a fan of the 'Evil Empire' AKA 'Starbucks', even so, I was gobsmacked that a lady in New York recently received her cuppa with "BITC." written on the take away cup.  Who would do such a thing at 'Starbucks'??  Surely not the ever so friendly baristas who rattle the tip jar on the counter as you fork over a small fortune for a cuppa.

Many moons ago in a different city, this old geezer would go to a Starbucks early in the AM, it was only place open at half 5, to get a cuppa and some toast.  Went every day I did.  Until a barista came up to and told that I was 'cheap', never put a donation into the 'tip' jar.  Went so far as to tell me that if I could not do that, perhaps I should go to McDonald's...

I marched out and rang up the main office and complained.  The barista was fired but I never went back to Starbucks.  I knew my business was not wanted.  I did not fit in with the fancy customers willing to pay high prices and leave huge tips.

The old geezer in the clip is a bit over the top.  Language is most colourful.  Mind, I doubt he will ever go back to have a cuppa at the 'Evil Empire'...

NASTY FALL

Must have been one hell of a steep curb.......

THINKING OUTLOUD HERE...

Desiderata - written by Max Ehrman in 1927

Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant, they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.

Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let not this blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.

Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore, be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams; it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful.


Strive to be happy.

CANDY BOX FILMED BIT - 2010

If you watch the filmed bit, and I hope you will, you will see the old geezer bigger than life.....

I was still very much in love with chocolate and it showed.  Why not, the product made at the Candy Box was too good to pass up on.

Recently received a request from the Candy Box to use this filmed bit.  I am more than happy to let them use it.  More than that, if there is any one on me blog who is in the market for lovely gifts for the holidays, this is a good place to start.

MARYSVILLE GOLD ON 'D STREET' - CANDY BOX

This old geezer once chided Nancy Pasternack, scribe with Appeal Democrat, about the lack of stories about The Candy Box and the lovely owner.  Nancy has a sense of humour and wrote back telling MOI had been 'local' not so long and The Appeal Democrat HAD written countless stories about the shop and the lovely lady.  Truth be told, this old geezer is bit full of self a times and forgets that much has happened BEFORE his arrival on the local scene.

When one finds gold local, it can never be tiring to remind folks of the pure pleasure at the discovery.  Given that this is me blog and am not short of space, it might just follow that my take on Ethel and the wondrous delights to be found at the Candy Box might get more aware of the treat missed by not coming through Downtown Marysville.

 Although it has been a year since first meeting Ethel, it was a meet one never forgot.  I was new in town and wandering round the road looking for things to purchase or marvel at.  Stepping into the Candy Box, I was warmly met by Ethel, who gave a sample of her wares to and told about the new town I had picked to call home.
I was gobsmacked at her story telling at her story telling ability, made more special by her telling the story of the McIntosh Turtles, written by her and soon to be published.  It was quite clear that Ethel loved her product and loved people.
I promised to buy her book when it came out and did purchase chocolates that very day.  Returned oft to get even more.  Might explain why this old geezer got so massive.  Mind, it was me fault and not the result of the chocolate, no one said I had to eat the whole bloody box.  And what a lovely box it is, the collection of McIntosh turtles are wrapped in gold.

A year passes quickly when you are doing community work and living in a different part of the community.  Linda was no so far away but the trips to The Candy Box were not as oft as they might have been.  Odd how one misses out on so much when one does not visit.  Me bad.

Now I am back in Marysville proper and one of the first places gone to was The Candy Box and to have a long chat with Ethel.  Mind, the chocolate was calling as well, even if this old geezer is on a diet.

 Times were mean a year ago, and it seems as if mean times still haunt D Street.  There are more shops gone and merchants up and down 'high street' click tongues and tell one and all how tough it is to make a buck when no one comes to D Street.  To hear some merchants tell it, they are just waiting for the lamps to be turned off, casting the road into darkness.  So down are some local merchants on selves and lack of business, they keep the 'urban legend' alive that D Street is DEAD and see no reason to go out and capture new business or tell a different story that reminds folks of the real treasures to be found Downtown.

Ethel Padgett and her Candy Box are California & Marysville GOLD.  Ethel never waivers in her positive attitude, nor misses opportunities to chat up the Downtown business area and encourage others to be positive.

No small trick that when there are so many willing to sit in shops empty of customers and wonder what is wrong with that picture.  So mean have they become in attitude, they fail to see that their attitude might contribute to folks not wanting to venture in.  Who wants to patronize a shop where shop owners  could care less about their patronage.  Local merchants fail to remind selves that one has to get out and bring business in.  That is something only pro-active shop owners can do, there is no magic cure available.

I digress...

It is not hard to be high on The Candy Box when the owner is so very pleased to see you come into the shop.  No purchase is so small that it goes un-appreciated, even to the point of a small sample being offered to brighten one's day.

Were all of the shop owners of the mindset as Ethel, there would be massive number of folks on D Street.

Making candy is hard work and there are times when Ethel toils away into the wee hours of the morn to fill orders.  No request is overlooked.  From making chocolates for a large wedding (300), to special colour requests, Ethel and her helpers stand ready to make one and all happy.

Ethel no longer has to work the 1913 caramel making machine, it being retired to front of shop, she still has hands full operating all of the other tools.  Did you know that the kitchen at Candy Store does not have an oven?  I did not know that one is not required to create 'food of the gods'.  Fancy that, you learn something new every day.

Ethel is a very modern lady, she has a website for her product.  Folks from all over can go there and order and they do.  www.littlefarmhousecandies.com be the place.

The Peach Festival will soon be here and as in years past, Ethel and her helpers will be serving up many delights for the massive number of folks who come each year.  Ethel even has Peach-flavoured licorice for the event.  Ethel does not raise prices for the festival, not even for bottled water.  More's the pity that many who come and set up stalls try to rape the festival goers for every dollar possible.

I went online to see if comments could be found about The Candy Box and Ethel and managed to find a few.  There was one that was so very close to truth in telling of Ethel and her wares;

"Bumped into this place while at the Peach Festival during my peach ice cream hunt. As soon as we walked in, there were two young women to our right offering us a sample of their peach licorice and peach mint candies. I'm usually not a fan of licorice but that stuff was so good we bought 5 packs for $5. We didn't try the peach mints until after dinner and as a write this, I kind of wished we bought a bag of these too. For only $3 I had a double scoop of peach cobbler ice cream on top of a slice of peach pie. 3 words: TO DIE FOR! I shared this with my husband but he noticed for every spoonful I gave him, I gave myself three. Oops."

I have marked diary for Peach Festival and plan on helping Ethel serve up a lot of love to one and all.

Ethel told me in parting, when I did the filmed bit at her shop, to mention to all of the lovely viewers and readers to mention the blog or YOUTUBE and receive a special treat.  It is my pleasure to do so.

My dears, the filmed bit is before or after this post, pray give it a peek...

ODE TO PENIS....

SENT TO  BY ONE OF MY WICKED READERS.

Judge Not....

ADVERT FOR LOVE CONNECTION

Looking For True Love

Are you sitting comfortably? Then I'll begin...

I need sex - please give generously...........

**I can supply face pics by email**   wink,wink.......

I am mid to late 60s & a carer for a frail older partner. I am acceptable-looking, house-trained, and you'll soon get used to the smell.   Think "Whatever happened to Baby Jane"

Mid 30s upwards please.

Can't accommodate. Hopefully, you can supply a horizontal surface no more than few tube stops away (but not if it requires innoculations or a packed lunch to get to you...)

Don't like facial hair, metal embedded in flesh (and any subsequent extra orifices), facial hair, doggy-breath, gits, facial hair...

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No particular kinks required. Knickers off and away we go...



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FRANGIBLE MARY - QUEEN OF THE RAILS - 2010

The Queen of Hearts is a character from the book Alice's Adventures in Wonderland by the writer and mathematician Lewis Carroll. She is a foul-tempered monarch, that Carroll himself pictured as "a blind fury", and who is quick to decree death sentences at the slightest offense. Her most famous line, one which she repeats often, is "Off with their heads!"

The Queen had only one way of settling all difficulties, great or small. 'Off with his head!' she said, without even looking round.

Contrary to popular belief, me office is not a constant scene of motion.  There are moments when the window looking out onto the car park brings to light persons of interest, headed toward and allowing MOI to hear yet another one of life's stories.  Such was the case yesterday morn, and what a story it way.  MOI just sat back and visited a spell with the lovely lady.

Mary is the name of the lovely lady met.  Turns out she is  mum to one of the tenants who live at the Linda Villa.  Having had a night to think hard on the meet, coming up with the opening from "Alice in Wonderland" just seemed to fit.  Mind, as the story continues to unfold, you might begin to feel as this old geezer, a bit confused still.

What strikes you first about Mary is the wild mane of hair she has.  Being a woman of a certain age, the only way that her hair could be the colour it is, would  be from a bottle.  The style is WILD, sort of layered and very full.  Reminds one of the classic snap of a lady in the 70's, Farrah Fawcett.  The second thing you hit on is the rather large butterfly tattooed onto the back of her hand.

Mary is a FREE SPIRIT.  So free is she that she looks for love on the INTERNET.  Has an account with one of the dating services and has met a few of the chaps on it.  Has travelled to Oregon and Colorado and is soon to depart to Utah in search of a partner.  Fancy that!

Mary is a pteromerhanophobic and will only travel to meet new men by rail.  With her past luck, Mary should by a yearly rail pass...


The latest adventure in the advert department has Mary headed off to meet a chap who has been married 3 times, and to this day, still lives in the house of an ex.  Mind, if you can call living in a basement home that is.  The house where Mary will stay is miles from nearest town, she will be in the basement, dealing with a former wife and children who live over.

The former wife is in a wheelchair and one of the children is missing a leg.  Not to sound cruel, the situation does not sound very lively upstairs and one wonders how three women with degrees of handicap will be able to do a proper cook up in the kitchen.

Life has been hard for Mary.  Been dealt a few bad cards she has.  Let self go, to the point that she laughs about not having any teeth.  What with all of the missing bits and bobs, one wonders if she or the chap are truly listening to one another and if they are, what is the true purpose of visiting.
For all of the effort on the part of Mary to come off as being able to fend for self, truth be told, a few moments with, and one quickly sees that she is a lost soul.  Mary is the sort who will listen to folks try to explains things to, then go about and do exactly as she planned.  Mary has already set the stage for what is to follow.  She will try to overlook many of the problems to be had with this chap.  If that does not work, she will gather up a few things and hit the rails again.  How very sad.

As tragic as the story of Mary might turn out, one has to admire her pluck.  Adventure is her game and it seems that it is enough to fuel her effort to live on.  More's the pity that many of the folks in community do not try to do more with life.  Not saying that Mary has made right choice, just that she is trying to right self.

My dears, just one of the stories heard.  Imagine how many can be heard if you a mind to.  Has to beat the rubbish on the telly...

Will keep you posted as to the adventures of Mary and will most assuredly find out if LOVE was found in Utah.

ANOTHER ALOHA FRIDAY

SOUND THE GONG, ANOTHER BIRTHDAY

It seems of late as if there is a birthday to celebrate every other week.  Not really, but close.....

My good friend John will be 69 today.  To celebrate, we are going to go to supper.  Have already blessed him with a 12 pack of his favourite beer and will give him another keepsake at supper.

What I admire most about John is his ability to keep going strong, even when the cards of life have not been kind.  John lost his beloved wife and has had some serious health issues.  Nothing kept him from doing his retirement job and being of good cheer most days.

I just know that John will have a lovely time this evening and he and I shall raise a glass and drink to his health.  Mind, I aim to have a few glasses of wine...

JUMPING FOR JOY

Went by and saw some mates yesterday and just happened to mention that the Christmas decorations were out in the stores and they just went crazy.  Really started to go wild when I mentioned the early sales available on toasters...

Truth be told, I adore Christmas but it is a bit early.  One has to wait until Thanksgiving for the orgy of buying to start.  Mind, I have already started my campaign of hint for presents.  It is never too early for that....

PAIN IN THE NECK RELIEF

This is the revolting moment a man squeezes a spot on the back of his neck for the first time in 20 years.

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Talk about a 'pain in the neck'.  If you think you can take it, the video is even more shocking...

CHAP HAS COURAGE

John Glaude at 360 pounds

John Glaude at 200 pounds

Robert at 350 pounds

If you have never been FAT, this post will not mean much to you.  I have been FAT and the story about the young chap losing so much weight is very inspirational.  More so than the Jared fellow from 'SUBWAY' who lost so much weight.

What is so amazing is that the young fellow featured is willing to share how the weight loss has dealt him with another problem.  SKIN and loads of it.  Even though it presents problems, John still believes the weight loss was worth it.  Happy, in spite of the skin problem.

If there was any justice in the world, some hospital or doctor would come forward and rid John of the excess skin.  Complete the transformation.

What I find odd about the story of the weight loss is the huge amount of shin left behind.  I got massive late in life, was well over 400 pounds at biggest.  The snap shows me at 350.

I weigh well under 200 pounds now and while there is some extra skin, there is nothing like the John chap.  Must have something to do as to when you get FAT.  Young folks seems to have massive skin left when the lose the wight.  I must have just stretched........

VETERAN'S DAY 2014

Every generation has its moment to remember.  Mine is Vietnam.  I am of that age, as are so many others, that it is the defining moment of war and sacrifice.  It was so long ago.

Today, I honour my good friend John, who will be 69 in a few days and served in the Navy.  I will remember my two great friends, Danny and Jack, who died in Vietnam.

DULCE ET DECORUM EST

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks, 
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge, 
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs 
And towards our distant rest began to trudge. 
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots 
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind; 
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots  
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.
Gas! Gas! Quick, boys! – An ecstasy of fumbling, 
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time; 
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling, 
And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime . . . 
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light, 
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning. 
In all my dreams, before my helpless sight, 
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning. 
If in some smothering dreams you too could pace 
Behind the wagon that we flung him in, 
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face, 
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin; 
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood 
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs, 
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud  
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues, 
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest 
To children ardent for some desperate glory, 
The old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est 
Pro patria mori.

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NOVEMBER GLOOM

Will It Hit Mark?

There are days when what is in the queue of 'future' posts do not seem up to the mood of day.  One has to give it a think on..

" It is delicious thing to write, to be no longer yourself but to move in an entire universe of your own creating. Today for instance...I rode in a forest on an autumn afternoon under yellow leaves, and I was also the horses, the wind, the words my people uttered." Sounds all a bit grand to say, but it is true enough. When I sit here at me brilliant little machine, with the music playing, it is easy enough to imagine my sitting in a flat in another part of the world. With ease, words pour out and I escape into my little world, snapping to when the button is clicked to 'publish'.

There is a bit of November  gloom in the air this morn.  Not sure how the month will shape up.  Mind, One tries to keep folks interested...

A WORD FROM JOHN CLEESE

ALERTS TO THREATS IN 
EUROPE
From JOHN CLEESE

The English are feeling the pinch in relation 
to recent events in Syria and
have therefore raised their security level from 
"Miffed" to "Peeved."
Soon, though, security levels may be raised yet again 
to "Irritated" or
even "A Bit Cross."
The English have not been "A Bit 
Cross" since the blitz in 1940 when tea
supplies nearly ran 
out.
Terrorists have been re-categorized from "Tiresome" to "A Bloody 
Nuisance."
The last time the British issued a "Bloody Nuisance" warning level 
was in 1588,
when threatened by the Spanish Armada.

The Scots have 
raised their threat level from "Pissed Off" to "Let's get the Bastards."
They 
don't have any other levels. This is the reason they have been used on 
the
front line of the British army for the last 300 years.

The French 
government announced yesterday that it has raised its terror alert
level from 
"Run" to "Hide."
The only two higher levels in France are "Collaborate" and 
"Surrender."
The rise was precipitated by a recent fire that destroyed France 
's white flag factory, 
effectively paralyzing the country's military 
capability.

Italy has increased the alert level from "Shout Loudly and 
Excitedly" to "Elaborate Military Posturing." Two more levels remain: 
"Ineffective Combat Operations" and "Change Sides."

The Germans have 
increased their alert state from "Disdainful Arrogance" to
"Dress in Uniform 
and Sing Marching Songs."
They also have two higher levels: "Invade a 
Neighbour" and "Lose."

Belgians, on the other hand, are all on holiday as 
usual; the only threat they are
worried about is NATO pulling out of 
Brussels.

The Spanish are all excited to see their new submarines ready 
to deploy.
These beautifully designed subs have glass bottoms so the new 
Spanish navy can
get a really good look at the old Spanish 
navy.

Australia , meanwhile, has raised its security level from "No 
worries" to
"She'll be right, Mate."
Two more escalation levels remain: 
"Crikey! I think we'll need to cancel the barbie 
this weekend!" and "The 
barbie is cancelled."
So far no situation has ever warranted use of the last 
final escalation level.

And as a final thought - Greece is collapsing, 
the Iranians are getting aggressive, and
Rome is in disarray. Welcome back to 
430 BC.

Regards,
John Cleese ,
British writer, actor and tall 
person 

  

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WHY WOULD ONE DO THAT

A naturalist who created a snake-proof suit will allow himself to be swallowed alive by an anaconda for an upcoming television special.

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WHERE AM I

This photograph was on a site I visit.  All about amazing sights to be seen in the world.

I have a friend who just is over the moon for all things about the former place he called home.  I wonder if he will be able to guess where this place is...

VOTE

IT IS JUST WORDS

Truth be told, there will always be some who feel the need to say things that hurt.  That seems to be human nature.  There are wicked words that hurt. to be sure, but one must accept the fact that that there will always be folks who know how to use them to cause pain.

Personally. I know who and what I am.  Whatever label people want to place has to be viewed as to its value.  People can not get over on you unless you give them that power.

NOVEMBER HUMOUR

READY FOR COLD WEATHER

I am ready for the cold weather.  Warm hat, coat and gloves.

Best part of the day is to go for a walk in the wee hours of the new day.  Makes the coffee and bagel worth the walk.

FALL BACK

NOVEMBER SPARKLES

A new month.  This time you are going to sparkle...