RC deWinter

right back at you, Di, thanks, treat yourself gently

#MoodMusic
That's the Way That the World Goes 'Round
John Prine
music.youtube.com/watch?v=ZogciF…

well, at least you have the consolation of doing work that helps people, all I have are words and most of them aren't very cheerful.

yes, we're so gifted with corrupt judges but those two flaunt it

@davidcrowe.bsky.social
thanks for sharing the Clarence Thomas doggerel, that's all he deserves.

there was a crooked judge
and he walked a crooked mile
with his crooked greedy wife
to protect a pedophile
and does the bidding of the house
regardless of how vile
'cause after all it isn't cheap
to maintain his lifestyle

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I'm exceptionally slow today. I should've had this after the third entry but I wasn't very awake.
but when I went back to it I saw it immediately
DUH

My pleasure and you're welcome, Roger. Glad you enjoyed.

a painting of a river at night with the words goodnight ALT: a painting of a river at night with the words goodnight

Time for me to be horizontal, I hope you enjoyed tonight's nonsense and I'll see you good people next time.

a sign that says that 's all folks with a blue circle in the middle ALT: a sign that says that 's all folks with a blue circle in the middle

After the accident, all I had to work with was his toupee and a horse's
ass and that man became the president of the United States.’

The third surgeon sat back and laughed, bought another a round and said, ‘That's nothing. Get this.
I had a patient, man was a golfer Well, one day, he was out riding mon a horse. lost track of where
he was, and he and his horse
were hit by a freight train.

The second surgeon knocked back a shot, and said, 'You think that's something, listen to this.
I had a patient that lost both his legs and his left arm in a freak combine accident. I reattached all three limbs and a year later, he won a triathlon gold medal at the olympics.'

The first took a shot and said, 'I had a a patient, a concert pianist. He severed all ten of his fingers in a freak cooking accident with a very sharp knife. I meticulously reattached them, and within a year, he played a concert for the Queen of England.'

Three surgeons were sitting in a bar. getting drunk and talking about the great successes in their careers.

Well I just lost both my hands in a freak sleigh accident last night," the man replied.
“So I guess just call me
Canta Plaus."

One Christmas Eve
a bearded jolly-looking
fat man in a red suit with bandaged stumps where his hands used to be walked into a bar and ordered a beer with a straw.

"Who are you supposed to be?" the bartender asked.

I won't argue with you, but we're not a democracy, we're a constitutional republic.

I’ve always been peeved at Shakespeare for “frailty, thy name is woman” from Hamlet’s first soliloquy. Because the truth is
‘frailty, thy name is politics.’

A nice Scottish lad moved to NYC.
His mom called & asked how he found Americans

“Horrible,” he said. “They always yell & scream & pound on the walls & stomp on the floors.”

“Oh dear,” she answered. “How do you get by?”

“I just relax in bed, playing me bagpipes.”

Once you feel confident at that level, put a potato in each bag.
~ Beverly Gross

After a few weeks, move up to ten-pound potato bags.

Then try 50-pound potato bags, and eventually try to get to where you can lift a 100-pound potato bag in each hand and hold your arms straight for more than a full minute.

A great exercise for people who are out of shape: Begin with a five-pound potato bag in each hand. Extend your arms straight out from your sides, hold them there for a full minute, and then relax.

Optimist. A man who leaves the engine running when his wife says she’s “just going to run inside the stite to grab a bottle of milk.”

Pessimist: The glass is half empty...
Optimist: The glass is half full
#FauxNews blonde: You won't BELIEVE what's in this glass!

Passing the optimist’s room, the father found him dancing for joy around the pile of droppings. “Why are you so happy?” he asked.

The optimist shouted, “There’s got to be a pony in here somewhere!”

That night the father found the pessimist surrounded by his gifts, crying.

“What’s wrong?” the father asked.

“I have a ton of game manuals to read. I need batteries, and my toys will all eventually get broken!” sobbed the pessimist.

A child psychologist had twin boys –one was an optimist, the other, a pessimist. Just to see what would happen, on Christmas Day he loaded the pessimist’s room with toys and games. In the optimist’s room, he dumped a pile of horse droppings.

An optimist believes that we live in the best world. A pessimist is afraid it might be true.

What’s the definition of an optimist?
An accordion player with a pager.