tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811987615829975890.post6849669117658786114..comments2024-03-28T14:07:21.692-07:00Comments on Diary of a Fat Slob: A shoebox of pitchersUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811987615829975890.post-31899684403105931762022-03-12T08:33:40.808-08:002022-03-12T08:33:40.808-08:00I'd judge you still a bright kid with potentia...I'd judge you still a bright kid with potential. Don't screw it up. <br /><br />Of course, what would I know? They told us in school, handing out the IQ tests, that these tests wouldn't be graded, so I simply filled out random dots. I am thus certain that school records indicate I'm mentally retarded.<br /><br />Glad they were just cheaters. Good cheaters are hard to find, though.Doug Hollandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16075745451950217113noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811987615829975890.post-40546682437255572612022-03-11T14:51:16.292-08:002022-03-11T14:51:16.292-08:00In this case the IQ test results served a purpose....In this case the IQ test results served a purpose. Everybody told me I was a bright kid, and I didn't know shit. This brought me down a notch and I probably paid closer attention to what my sister said, even though IQ means nothing as we know now.<br /><br />Yeah, they were cheaters. Probably 20 bucks to replace. It's just the concept of dogs sharing a repast of glasses that startles me. johnthebaskethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11066837787916271883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811987615829975890.post-82580685994186889492022-03-11T08:26:59.664-08:002022-03-11T08:26:59.664-08:00Sorry about your glasses, John. Thy were cheaters,...Sorry about your glasses, John. Thy were cheaters, I hope, and easily replaced? If they're prescription glasses crocodile-chews can be expensive indeed, and leave the world out of focus. Do you have a backup pair?<br /><br />Constant pain, yet your sister still exercises twice a week? Definitely, she has more guts than me. My life has been soft like a pillow, and even things that infuriate meDoug Hollandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16075745451950217113noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811987615829975890.post-18479269214320557902022-03-11T05:16:04.827-08:002022-03-11T05:16:04.827-08:00Hi Doug,
0445 here in the Great Pacific Northwest...Hi Doug,<br /><br />0445 here in the Great Pacific Northwest, and I just got home. My dog-sitting job was over the weekend. On Thursdays and Sundays I go to my sister's place to do some Ebay stuff and help them around the house. My sis has a debilitating disease and my BIL is 83, so I do a little lifting and misc chores as well as Ebay. I'm really proud of my sister. She is in fairly johnthebaskethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11066837787916271883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811987615829975890.post-47201164916105568482022-03-10T21:15:09.817-08:002022-03-10T21:15:09.817-08:00Oh my, you're still dog-sitting? I thought the...Oh my, you're still dog-sitting? I thought the mission had been finished and accomplished, but it goes on... <br /><br />You said "a Doodle is a cross-breed beast: a combination of a poodle and a crocodile," which is still my biggest laugh of the week. Still hope it was a joke.Doug Hollandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16075745451950217113noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811987615829975890.post-14547589258107407322022-03-10T17:33:27.639-08:002022-03-10T17:33:27.639-08:00The largest piece we recovered is the size of an o...The largest piece we recovered is the size of an oxygen molecule. Doodles have managed to split the atom. I'll be following them around the back yard with my quark shovel. The secret of the universe, revealed in dog shit.<br /><br />jtbjohnthebaskethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11066837787916271883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811987615829975890.post-3595117062927900012022-03-10T17:24:40.499-08:002022-03-10T17:24:40.499-08:00The dogs don't 'like' me. The Doodles ...The dogs don't 'like' me. The Doodles just ate my glasses. I think they're now having innervisions.<br /><br />jtb johnthebaskethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11066837787916271883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811987615829975890.post-62774430289741350642022-03-10T15:22:56.435-08:002022-03-10T15:22:56.435-08:00Nobody can 'like' me, because I'm not ...Nobody can 'like' me, because I'm not on Facebook.Doug Hollandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16075745451950217113noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811987615829975890.post-18845228288317584212022-03-10T07:53:17.388-08:002022-03-10T07:53:17.388-08:00I don't understand it either. 40 seems to be t...I don't understand it either. 40 seems to be the dividing age. Younger than that privacy doesn't exist as even a consept so they're all signed up for social media and location tracting and posting selfies and no limits. Mostly noone gives it any thought, just lives their lives in public. It's just another way the world is gone to hell.Scott F.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811987615829975890.post-63389139667135523782022-03-10T02:58:30.192-08:002022-03-10T02:58:30.192-08:00All cats are gods, John. Cat-gods pissing upon the...All cats are gods, John. Cat-gods pissing upon the world and then burying it.<br /><br />Encouragement appreciated, Cap'n. We'll all get there.Doug Hollandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16075745451950217113noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811987615829975890.post-40288800186998611862022-03-09T12:23:22.020-08:002022-03-09T12:23:22.020-08:00Cats are resilient. It'll be hell for both of ...Cats are resilient. It'll be hell for both of you, but she'll forgive you. Dunno if you ever met the cats Shana and I had. When we divorced, she kept them, but when I moved here to PA, she kept Lisa, but paid to have Trudy and Butch shipped here from San Francisco. It was apparently a hellacious trip - they stank like piss and cigarette smoke, and the drivers seemed like uncaring meth Captain Hampocketsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811987615829975890.post-25441786746103003882022-03-09T12:04:56.190-08:002022-03-09T12:04:56.190-08:00The cat-gods will smile on you, then will piss on ...The cat-gods will smile on you, then will piss on your most valuable object; somehow it's all worth it.<br /><br />Johnjohnthebaskethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11066837787916271883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811987615829975890.post-48255321030649750172022-03-09T08:04:13.241-08:002022-03-09T08:04:13.241-08:00I've never moved further than a few miles with...I've never moved further than a few miles with a pet before, so I don't know how to do this, especially with a difficult cat. Izzy has a history of abuse, hates cars, hates change, and only occasionally likes me.<br /><br />I seriously considered giving her back to the (no-kill) shelter I adopted her from. Never yet given up a pet, though, and I like the damned cat. We share all the same Doug Hollandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16075745451950217113noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8811987615829975890.post-61395632871049626432022-03-09T05:27:21.990-08:002022-03-09T05:27:21.990-08:00Hopefully, this isn't a sad / sore spot, but w...Hopefully, this isn't a sad / sore spot, but what's happening with Izzy?Captain Hampocketsnoreply@blogger.com