How old do you need to be to be an old fart? I'm 45... My knees are 85.
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Submit a gray hair. That should get you inHow old do you need to be to be an old fart? I'm 45... My knees are 85.
Oh, what little hair I have left, it's grey. Or as my wife says, it's white not grey.
Cat are odd animals. Today I saw an old friend in front of a house that I was passing. He’s a big black cat, huge head, white socks, big blue eyes. I used to see him spralled out across the sidewalk sunning himself on the warm pavement. He’d make everyone walk around him, probably for attention. Other times he would be in the forest across the street playing the hunter. Today he greeted me, then walked beside me past a few houses, then turned in to the yard at a former convent. Never saying a word but somehow I knew that he was happy for the visit.
Every day I leave a couple of apple cores at the base of a tree, hoping that the birds will want them. Every day they are gone. Today in one short sitting I saw a cardinal, several nut hatches, a sparrow, a yellow canary, a couple of big robins, and a downy woodpecker. All getting along together and liking sunflower seeds in the shell. Sitting and listening to happy birds singing is quite a treat.
Tell us about one thing that makes you grumpy. You see, we are grumpy old farts. You are almost old, so I would like to see some grumpiness.
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Tell us about one thing that makes you grumpy. You see, we are grumpy old farts. You are almost old, so I would like to see some grumpiness.
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There are a few things that make us GOF's. For example, tearing up your lawn and replacing it with a cactus garden...something I have been planning to do, just because.
There are a few things that make us GOF's. For example, tearing up your lawn and replacing it with a cactus garden...something I have been planning to do, just because.
Something close. For some reason, out of nowhere this weekend I got it in my head to tear up a 42 year old wall-to-wall carpet. The company that I worked for at the time bought it when I relocated to another city. It felt good to finally break all ties with that company.
They tend to be predictable lolCats are far less odd than humans![]()
OK, here's my GOF/Red Green event for the week.
Wife sometimes doesn't get the door totally closed on the upright freezer, so I installed a latch. The adhesive failed. I wanted something that couldn't come loose, so I thought I'd just sneak one little screw in right next to the doorjamb. (you all see where this is going, right?) Just as the drillbit sank through the sheet metal, I got a 20 second blast of R12 in the face. Had to happen...no way it WOULDN'T happen.
Fortunately, we didn't have a huge amount of pork and beef left, so we were able to move it all into other freezers around the place. But, we'll be getting a hog and half a beef in the fall.
Now, this freezer is in the basement, and the outside stairway we used to put it in is no longer passable due to earth settling and concrete cracking. The inside stairs are too narrow to let it pass. So, no way to get the old one out or a new one in...have to find a new place for the new one when I buy it, and let the house collapse around the dead one.
Any guesses about my wife's reaction to all this?