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Get off my LAWN! "Grumpy Old Farts"
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This is very true. Now more than ever.
I feel like I’m grieving.
This was my time.
This was my time.
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No trick or treaters around my country manse. I saved re-watching "Young Frankenstein" for Halloween. "You're talking about the lunatic ravings of a diseased mind!". 
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No trick or treaters to be seen in my neighbourhood. There are restrictions on gatherings so no parties. It’s dead quiet. Strolled through the cemetery this afternoon. Too many people taking walks. No paranormal activity that I noticed.
I am sure any fan of Young Frankenstein already knows this, but the Frankenstein monster was played by Peter Boyle, Frank Ramone from Everybody Love Raymond (Ray's dad).
Was he one o' the Ramones?
Freepin', blinkin' Young Frankenstein is not on any of my "300 channels of nothing to watch." Ditto Netflix. I'm sure I could locate it playing on some service that interrupts with commercials, but life is too short.
No Halloween here except for parties, so we watch Looney Tunes.
Wabbit Season! Duck Season!
Wabbit Season! Duck Season!
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Whose bright idea was it to add an extra hour to 2020?
This little ditty might be appropriate today:
"Time"
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
Fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say
Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away, across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spell............
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Technically, we lost an hour in the spring and just got it back so we are back on time...but I do get your point regarding 2020.....
I was out in my car this morning, the day after halloween. The car’s system tells me that there’s a software update. I clicked on install. A notice comes up saying that the vehicle will be disabled for 15 minutes.
While performing the update, a black cat walked in-front of the vehicle. It’s version 6.66! The car runs but the update display screen won’t go away.
While performing the update, a black cat walked in-front of the vehicle. It’s version 6.66! The car runs but the update display screen won’t go away.
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