tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72186632024-03-07T04:51:46.243-05:00So, Do You Like ... Stuff?Here is a blog. There will be no refunds.mkenny59http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234341530938587397noreply@blogger.comBlogger1447125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218663.post-10668836691145900082022-08-23T09:37:00.002-04:002022-08-23T09:37:46.840-04:00Leslie's Top Ten Tips for Extending Your Pool Season, This List<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRJdaYLhAnsrGJ81_T1ISdYumoIGjx7Q24SpUTsFa-DoVHEOv36adhjulGOhEq7HeA5ntucJ6xxQw1OVXdnXQpigMDFa9RHSLsBecXIrPIqOrbNmdmGYu3zOMcxTS6eh7ZKy5au8XUZcgFdpQLekituinxJDlFgn8dq-24pxWKaYuHH6AW/s1060/Blog-1060x500-top-10-tips-extending-pool-season.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="1060" height="151" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRJdaYLhAnsrGJ81_T1ISdYumoIGjx7Q24SpUTsFa-DoVHEOv36adhjulGOhEq7HeA5ntucJ6xxQw1OVXdnXQpigMDFa9RHSLsBecXIrPIqOrbNmdmGYu3zOMcxTS6eh7ZKy5au8XUZcgFdpQLekituinxJDlFgn8dq-24pxWKaYuHH6AW/s320/Blog-1060x500-top-10-tips-extending-pool-season.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>Hello everyone, and welcome to <a href="https://lesliespool.com/blog/top-ten-tips-for-extending-your-pool-season.html?utm_medium=email&utm_source=cordial&utm_campaign=2247-BLOG-TUES-220823" target="_blank">Leslie’s Top Ten Tips for Extending Your Pool Season</a>. This is the result of me happening to click on just one of the 17 emails I receive daily from Leslie’s Pool Supply, and I’m glad I did because now I am 10 tips richer when it comes to extending my pool season! I WILL SWIM FOREVER. I would also like to share my newfound knowledge so that maybe <i>you</i>, too, can enjoy your pool all the way through December.</p><p><b>1. There are many options available for extending your swimming season.</b></p><p>Tip number one is that there are many tips. Thank you.</p><p><i>Cooler weather outside doesn't mean you have to shut down your swimming pool. With the help of Leslie's heating products, your swimming season can be extended by several weeks – or even months. Solar covers, gas heaters, heat pumps, and solar heaters all help to increase the amount of time you and your family can comfortably enjoy the pool. No matter which option works best for you, there's something available for every pool and budget.</i></p><p>If I were more skeptical, I might wonder if this was a Leslie’s sales pitch. In any case, let’s condense tip number one to: solar covers, since they mentioned that first. That’s a good option!</p><p><b>2. Adding a solar cover can extend your pool season by a few weeks in spring and fall.</b></p><p>Tip number two is solar covers.</p><p><b>3. Solar covers save money by reducing water evaporation and chemical loss.</b></p><p>Tip number three is solar covers. </p><p><b>4. Solar reels make installing and removing solar covers a simple, one-person task.</b></p><p>Tip number four is solar reels, which are things you use to roll up your solar cover and have absolutely nothing to do with keeping your pool warm. Tip number four is solar covers.</p><p><b>5. If using a pool heater, also use a solar cover to help retain heat in the pool.</b></p><p>Tip number five is solar covers.</p><p><b>6. Solar Sun Rings are an easy-to-use alternative to solar covers.</b></p><p>I am intrigued! What are solar sun rings?</p><p><i>Solar Sun Rings are an alternative to much larger solar covers. Built from heavy-duty UV-resistant vinyl, Solar Sun Rings are large rings, about 60 in diameter, that rest gently on the pool's surface. Just like solar covers, they work to heat the water and retain the warmth throughout the night. </i></p><p>Solar sun rings are solar covers, except circles. Tip number six is solar covers.</p><p><b>7. Using a gas heater can raise your water temperature by 30 degrees or more.</b></p><p>Tip number seven is gas heaters. I honestly thought this would have made a good tip number one, though it’s hard to argue with “there are many tips” in that spot. </p><p><b>8. Heat pumps are cost-effective options to extend pool season in mild and sunny climates.</b></p><p>I do not live in a mild and sunny climate, so tip number eight is n/a. This might sound like nitpicking and me being a jerk, but the introduction of this list states that it's specifically targeted at pool owners in seasonal climates. Just doing my job as a critic of pool supply blog literature.</p><p><b>9. In sunny areas, solar heaters can increase pool temperatures by up to 20 degrees.</b></p><p>I do not live in a sunny area, so tip number nine is n/a. Nevertheless, what are solar heaters?</p><p><i>Capable of being installed on the roof, </i></p><p>???????????????</p><p><i>against the side of the pool, or even on the ground,</i> </p><p>???????????????</p><p><i>solar heaters absorb the sun's rays and turn them into powerful heating energy.</i></p><p>Solar heaters are like solar covers, except for areas of your pool that do not exist. Nevertheless, I appreciate Leslie's getting all science-y on us with their detailed explanation of how solar energy works.</p><p><b>10. Above ground pools are easily heated with a solar heater.</b></p><p>Tip number ten is literally the same exact tip as number nine. </p><p><i>Solar heaters for above ground pools can achieve the same kind of heating power as other heater types without causing harm to the pool. Above ground pools may be easily and safely heated using a combination of a solar heater and a solar cover,</i></p><p>I had a feeling “solar covers” wasn’t going to go out so quietly. Tip number ten is solar covers.</p><p><i>So there you have it! There are a number of ways to extend swimming time and increase the length of your pool season.</i></p><p>There I have it! To recap the Top Ten Tips for Extending Your Pool Season:</p><p></p><ol style="text-align: left;"><li>Here come the tips!/solar covers</li><li>Solar covers</li><li>Solar covers</li><li>Solar covers</li><li>Solar covers</li><li>Solar covers</li><li>Gas heaters</li><li>n/a</li><li>n/a</li><li>See: tip nine/n/a/solar covers</li></ol><p></p><p>For a list about bringing the heat, I think it's safe to say that this list is 🔥🔥🔥.</p>mkenny59http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234341530938587397noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218663.post-22853615432056654902022-01-13T09:55:00.006-05:002022-01-13T10:50:14.059-05:00But these things I do<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;">I would like to talk about Elton John, who is (along with Bernie Taupin) widely considered one of pop music’s premier and most legendary singer-songwriters. Which I am not here to dispute. Elton John is great! I love him. We all love him. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";">HOWEVER. Within his illustrious canon of music are several lines I have never been able
to reconcile. And these aren’t from deep cuts, but two of his most popular and famous songs, including one of my all-time favorites, “Rocket Man.” I think we’ve collectively
given him a pass for these lyrics, one he’s undoubtedly earned, but the
honeymoon is over after the </span><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TCj53-GEIbc" style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";" target="_blank">Uber Eats commercial</a><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";">, and justice must be served
right now, right here, on a blog nobody reads.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;">----------<br /></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";"><span><a name='more'></a></span></span></div>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><i><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";">Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";"><br />
<span style="background: white;">In fact it's cold as hell</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">And there's no one there to raise them</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">If you did</span></span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";">It’s true that Mars is not the kind of place to raise your
kids, and it’s about time (1972) somebody said it. To back up this point, I
personally would have noted that Mars is a different planet with no
civilization—no playgrounds, schools, chocolate milk!—that is
basically uninhabitable (at least circa the mindset of 50 years ago). Elton
went with “it’s cold,” which is fine. But as for nobody being there to raise
his kids … wouldn’t uh, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">he</i> be there,
on Mars? Or was he planning to drop them off? It begs the question of who is
raising Elton’s hypothetical kids on Earth. Nevertheless, what’s truly bothersome
is:</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";"><i>If you did</i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";">If you did … <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">what</i>?
Raise your kids on Mars? So if you raise your kids on Mars then you can’t raise
your kids on Mars because no one is there to raise the kids? What are we even
singing about here? The “if you did” just dangles there like some kind of crime
against syntax, and it’s NOT just a bad look in print—it sounds this way when
he sings it, too. You can hear it now, can’t you? <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">If you diiiiid</i> … and it’s hilarious. Moving on.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";"><i>And all the science, I don’t understand</i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";">Elton, you’re an ASTRONAUT. What do you mean you don’t
understand the science? This isn’t a gd school bus. As ludicrous as this line
is, the thought of Elton John boarding a rocket ship wearing huge glasses and a
full-length, fluorescent green glittered coat, saying in his British accent, “Don’t
bore me with all the mumbo jumbo, just get me to bloody Mars so I can drop off
these brats,” as several NASA employees struggle to get him into a spacesuit pleases
me greatly.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";"><i>It’s just my job, five days a week</i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";">Just a blue collar guy, Elton John. Clocking in and out, 9-5,
at his regular job of ASTRONAUT. Brown bagging a pb&j, grabbing a drink
with the fellas after work every now and then. Union guy. Oh, a major satellite
malfunctioned and you need him to head up to space and fix it on a <i>Saturday</i>?
Don’t even bother asking. Even at time and a half, that’s <i>his </i>time. This is just a
job.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";"><i>A rocket maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan</i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";"><i>A rocket man</i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";">Straight ran out of lyrics, so let’s just sing the name of
the song here. No one will notice.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";">OK so the other song in question, “Your Song,” is unique in
that the song itself is intended to be a gift. In that sense, it should be
beyond reproach lyrically. It is not.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><i><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";">If I was a sculptor, ha</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";"><br />
<span style="background: white;">But then again, no</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">Or a man who makes potions in a traveling show<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><i><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";">I know it's not much, but it's the best I can do</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";"><br />
<span style="background: white;">My gift is my song, and this one's for you</span></span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";">Let me start by saying WHAT.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";">An editor would have said to Elton, “Elton, instead of
imagining a scenario and then scoffing at it and starting over, just don’t do
that. Delete that part. Don’t mention it. Why are you mentioning it? Also, it
should be ‘were a sculptor,’ not ‘was.’ But again—delete it.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";">The editor would have continued: “And what’s up the ‘or?’ You
told your audience to forget that first part. So to what is the ‘or’ referring?
It can’t be sculptor, because you laughed at that idea and said ‘no.’”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";">Editor: “But honestly, Elton, let’s take an entire step back
and look at this more broadly. You have not completed a thought here. Let’s set
aside the fact that ‘man who makes potions in a traveling show’ is arguably the
most bizarre and unrelatable scenario you could have possibly imagined. ‘Hey
baby, here are the potions I made today in the traveling show. This one is
called I Love You. This other one is called Sex Me.’ Is THAT a thing? Being a
sculptor makes more sense! Why did you laugh at that? Ugh, anyway, whatever,
OK, fine. What IF you were a man who made potions in a traveling show? Then
what? You follow that up with ‘I know it’s not much’ … you know WHAT is not
much? The potions?"</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><i><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";">So excuse me for forgetting</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";"><br />
<span style="background: white;">But these things I do</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">You see I've forgotten, if they're green or
they're blue</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">Anyway the thing is, what I really mean</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen</span></span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";">“ELTON! You forgot their eye color? Don’t put that in the
song! That is bad. Delete this entire part. The last line does not salvage this
mess. What are sweet eyes? No. NO! This is never gonna work!”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";">Elton John:<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiR2DkQmC5iykua7GukJj_hXb_O534xFvM928ZZHjnDeAq1xwsXvEPT-bUo4-XmIs5MTEv0yGtKWw-eeIF7y74vGrl6RsJerHPb51-ABQTDS7nI20S7mOikF-pNmsktFTj_fhkP9KRcE7WBab_egr3yr5aseQT6-mxFqOfyw6CPAXuhxo2L=s3000" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="1952" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiR2DkQmC5iykua7GukJj_hXb_O534xFvM928ZZHjnDeAq1xwsXvEPT-bUo4-XmIs5MTEv0yGtKWw-eeIF7y74vGrl6RsJerHPb51-ABQTDS7nI20S7mOikF-pNmsktFTj_fhkP9KRcE7WBab_egr3yr5aseQT6-mxFqOfyw6CPAXuhxo2L=s320" width="208" /></a></div><br /><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span><p></p>mkenny59http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234341530938587397noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218663.post-65864955794233093572021-05-18T14:19:00.001-04:002021-05-18T14:20:14.122-04:00Lower division article: a breakdown<p><b><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><a href="https://wobm.com/is-it-me-or-are-we-going-too-far/?trackback=twitter_mobile" target="_blank">Is It Me Or Are We Going Too Far?</a></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">It’s you.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">More and more I feel
like I’m losing touch with the world we live in. </span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Strong lede. You’ve established yourself as the type of
person I would like to listen to.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Yes I realize that it’s
largely due to my age</span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">No, please, you’re being too hard on yourself. I think it’s
ABOUT TIME we hear more from the middle-aged, straight white male point of
view, especially when it comes to matters of inclusivity.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">but I always through I
was pretty understanding when it came to change and the need to accept it.</span></b><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><br />
<br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box;" />
“I always through I was pretty
understanding”</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">I’m not sure I can say
that any longer.</span></b></p><span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box;">
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Technically you couldn’t say it just now.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><b>Within the last few days my beloved Penn State University,
which got eight years of my money as a parent of two graduates has as one
newspaper called it, “become the latest college to make a move towards
wokemania.” That may be strong but it also may be correct.</b></span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box;" />
<span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box;"><br style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box;" />
I’ve never quite been able to
understand the apparent deep, emotional connection people feel toward the
multi-billion-dollar institutions they paid tens of thousands of dollars for
other people to attend and/or paid thousands of dollars to attend themselves.
It took me 17 years to pay off my student loan and I let out a hearty LOL every
time my alma mater hits me up for money. But sure, rah rah.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">“One newspaper.” I’m going to assume it’s not name-dropped
because it’s a terrible newspaper.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">The university’s
faculty senate has approved a new resolution that will remove “gendered” and
“binary” language from the school’s program and course descriptions that are
considered not to be inclusive. In a document released that explains the
rational for the change, “the University, as with most all academic
institutions world-wide, has grown out of a typically male-centered world and
as such many terms in our lexicon carry a strong, male-centric, binary
character to them.”</span></b></p><span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box;">
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">OK,
cool. Not cool?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">So what does this
mean? </span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Yes, what DOES this mean and how it will impact MY life?</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"><b>Terms like freshman, sophomore, junior and senior will be
replaced by first year, second year, etc. Upperclassmen and underclassmen
will go away with terms like lower division and upper division replacing
them. The resolution said the current words are “decidedly male-specific”
or in some cases “both sexist and classist.” In addition the school is looking
to get rid of gendered pronouns like him/her and he/she with them/they as it
will make students feel more comfortable.</b></span></p><span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box;">
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">OH NO!</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Stealing a question
from someone on Twitter</span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Always a good journalistic practice, to attempt to enhance your non-argument
with a hypothetical from a Twitter rando, but please, go ahead:</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">in reference to the
school’s nickname, “How long before the male term Nittany Lion is replaced by
the gender neutral Eastern Cougar?’ </span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">To get this straight: The worst theoretical outcome of this
progression toward inclusivity would be having to wear a T-shirt with a cougar
on it instead of a lion?</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">I certainly hope it’s
after I’ve left this world.</span></b></p><span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); box-sizing: border-box;">
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">“I would literally rather die than witness my children’s
college slightly alter their pretend mascot” is a helluva stand, but OK.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background: white; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">There is plenty to be mad about re: Penn State—ONE THING
COMES TO MIND—including its nearly $4.3 billion endowment. Having to use the
term “first-year” instead of “freshman” is not one of them. There is no way in
hell that anyone, including the author of this nonsense, is actually upset
about this; it will not affect his life in any discernable way whatsoever, at
all, ever.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">What’s fascinating—and by fascinating I mean utterly embarrassing—about
this “old man yells at cloud” nonsense is its inherent rejection of the notion
that the minor inconvenience of having to adjust to something new and
unfamiliar might be a “sacrifice” worth making in the interest of numerous
people feeling seen, acknowledged, and accepted. It demands an exploration of
what, exactly, is so “beloved” about an institution if not the human beings who
make it up.</span></p></span></span></span></span>mkenny59http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234341530938587397noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218663.post-75795548351611962692021-01-22T10:07:00.000-05:002021-01-22T10:07:26.417-05:00Teaser links of the week- SENIOR edition<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqp8xOZmbYTVjpdRzSlKarlCrqQr2AWh_YqROaaQmqQkwAIXWpcyIjVjMsWRILDKYWYMuIt5MUQcjSQnPBPfczddWKraibGDTnWTBRL-KP8dyKqKX4EKUpB6h9oBJ8LZNs7zGJ/s434/florida+woman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="357" data-original-width="434" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqp8xOZmbYTVjpdRzSlKarlCrqQr2AWh_YqROaaQmqQkwAIXWpcyIjVjMsWRILDKYWYMuIt5MUQcjSQnPBPfczddWKraibGDTnWTBRL-KP8dyKqKX4EKUpB6h9oBJ8LZNs7zGJ/s320/florida+woman.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>I'M LESS CONFUSED BY THE GIANT AVOCADO THAN I AM THAT A DOCTOR WROTE THIS STORY?</p><p><b>DOCTOR 1</b>: I WAS JUST PUBLISHED IN THE <i>NEW ENGLAND JOURNAL OF MEDICINE</i></p><p><b>DOCTOR 2</b>: I RECENTLY WROTE A STORY FOR THE WEBSITE FLORASPRING ABOUT A 71-YEAR-OLD WOMAN GETTING HER DREAM BODY</p><p><b>GIANT AVOCADO</b>: <i>/KILLS THEM BOTH/</i></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQMbSXuurrXVf8QecDjOtbtEtc6OxHt9kAGQo-jTN6dKtWGo8hYZIEhr_8KqAp6S3CZhVWuA5hws4ZG9w5Zvw2aXVuIHtGbROnYui6ZBs3MljCgWBUL3xJJ3En1XW7FHsbopXr/s665/senior+ice+cream.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="454" data-original-width="665" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQMbSXuurrXVf8QecDjOtbtEtc6OxHt9kAGQo-jTN6dKtWGo8hYZIEhr_8KqAp6S3CZhVWuA5hws4ZG9w5Zvw2aXVuIHtGbROnYui6ZBs3MljCgWBUL3xJJ3En1XW7FHsbopXr/s320/senior+ice+cream.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>SHOCKED INTO A HEART ATTACK AT AGE 106 BY THE UNCLAIMED BENEFIT OF A DISCOUNTED ICE CREAM CONE IS HOW I WANT TO GO OUT</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRAtPgvyprC3rEyqyG0U3AjeYXBPt1biExb5W8prszGFVpjHIxsstB0jk-fnFVhSxy26Yxk2tLQ6NgRw67nyu1dsaK0oQRVGw-cLZA5rb259Z4ak8A2OfbENL7fZW6XBa4WYuu/s663/seniors+equity+release+myths.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="487" data-original-width="663" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRAtPgvyprC3rEyqyG0U3AjeYXBPt1biExb5W8prszGFVpjHIxsstB0jk-fnFVhSxy26Yxk2tLQ6NgRw67nyu1dsaK0oQRVGw-cLZA5rb259Z4ak8A2OfbENL7fZW6XBa4WYuu/s320/seniors+equity+release+myths.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>IMAGINE GETTING ALL DRESSED UP TO GO OUT IN CELEBRATION OF EQUITY RELEASE MYTHS, ONLY TO DISCOVER THAT THOSE MYTHS WERE MYTHS ALL ALONG</p><p>"IT'S GONNA TAKE SOME TIME TO RECOVER FROM THIS, BUT THANK YOU LUXURY SUVs FOR BRINGING THIS TO MY ATTENTION BEFORE I MADE A BAD EQUITY RELEASE DECISION" - THIS WOMAN</p><p>"BY THE WAY THIS PHOTO WON'T BE A CLOSE-UP, WILL IT?"</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDAmvaqA6_D9fK7Q_gR5uhsk0_wiRBKn4GLprtun1vcxFf73eGNWTSxLwKKcpDyMZ-lfOQGxX1Kt0GpijPvlWq3JBwTl3cIINBfjcWvA3NkOzlM1Yk9CqjDBwWGmsdhyKfulEI/s664/stairlift.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="488" data-original-width="664" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDAmvaqA6_D9fK7Q_gR5uhsk0_wiRBKn4GLprtun1vcxFf73eGNWTSxLwKKcpDyMZ-lfOQGxX1Kt0GpijPvlWq3JBwTl3cIINBfjcWvA3NkOzlM1Yk9CqjDBwWGmsdhyKfulEI/s320/stairlift.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>THAT FEELING WHEN YOU'VE FOUND THE PERFECT WAY TO GET UP THE STAIRS</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAr_dDkLP7bx9h-cM_gEMePRHs4fXZ0rVNwiLgOwMUKJdCpxLeonWNvLTVomFW3vQoQgt6J89IfFhqIGUtqVgUD2aJFnoFlY8FITTdW9wI-XAU44-hEbJMbX6tZX3DTljKXXc6/s186/senior+lady.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="186" data-original-width="176" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAr_dDkLP7bx9h-cM_gEMePRHs4fXZ0rVNwiLgOwMUKJdCpxLeonWNvLTVomFW3vQoQgt6J89IfFhqIGUtqVgUD2aJFnoFlY8FITTdW9wI-XAU44-hEbJMbX6tZX3DTljKXXc6/s0/senior+lady.jpg" /></a></div>mkenny59http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234341530938587397noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218663.post-83045841903937526532020-11-24T09:46:00.002-05:002020-11-24T09:51:34.178-05:00Special<div style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">This past weekend we participated
in the Tutu Run in Asbury Park to benefit Big Brothers Big Sisters because WE,
my family, are the true heroes. It was a short race along the boardwalk, a mile
in and then back. Near the turnaround spot there was a man playing his guitar
and singing, covering popular rock songs, a bucket in front of him for
donations. Ella wanted to give him a few bucks—or, more accurately, she wanted
ME to give HER a few bucks that she could in turn give him, a total big salad
scenario—but this was difficult to do because we were, ya’ know, in the middle
of a race, and my wallet was zipped and tucked between layers of clothes that
included a bright pink tutu.</span></div><div style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">After the race,
however, as we were driving down Ocean Avenue, my wife had the idea to stop and
grab a couple coffees at a place she had spotted along the boardwalk. So we parked, and
I ran out to do so. As I reached the boardwalk, lo and behold, there was guitar man about a hundred feet away, still jamming. So I went back to the car,
handed my wife the coffees, gathered a few bucks, and took both of the girls
with me to compensate guitar man for his service to the community.</span></div><div style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><br /></span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">While I was at the
car, guitar man had progressed to Radiohead’s “Creep,” and by the time me and
the girls had half-jogged our way back up to the boardwalk and were within
striking distance of his bucket, I instantly recognized exactly where he was in the song.</span></div><div style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><br /></span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I wish I was special …</span></i></div><div style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><br /></span></i><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Oh no. He won’t
though, right? I mean, it’s 9:30 in the morning.</span></div><div style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><br /></span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">The girls approached
the bucket, smiling goofily.</span></div><div style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><br /></span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">He won’t.</span></div><div style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><br /></span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">You’re so FUCKIN’ special</span></i></div><div style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><br /></span></i><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Dammit. What? OK so the
girls are 10 and 11, and they are <a href="http://mikekenny.blogspot.com/2020/02/character-fin-counts.html" target="_blank">NO strangers to that word or any word</a>, really.
But the boardwalk was full of families, and people were still running the race
dressed in tutus. The contrast between that line and the environment in which
it was shouted was striking and—I can freely admit, despite my situation—hilarious.
It’s <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">so easy</i> to edit that part out,
and not only did he not do that, he went out of his way to emphasize it. I
might otherwise argue that he was in the zone, just <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">feelin’ it</i>, remaining true to his art; HOWEVER, he was cognizant
enough to actually notice the girls drop off the money, and thank them
mid-song. So it ultimately went like this:</span></div><div style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><br /></span><i><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I wish I was special …</span></i></div><div style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"><i><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">You’re so FUCKIN’ special</span></i><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"> hey thank you, have a Happy Thanksgiving!</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">But I’m a creep</span></i></div><div style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">It was difficult to
even gauge how the girls processed it. They were clearly stunned, but they also
didn’t mention it, which is very unlike them. Ah who knows. They are, after all—and I’ll
give him this—very special.</span></div>
mkenny59http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234341530938587397noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218663.post-61212898496963783342020-09-30T14:35:00.006-04:002020-10-02T12:51:15.083-04:00A chat! With Optimum!<p>No one actually <i>likes</i>, I don't think, their cable/internet service provider. Being neutral about it is probably the best case scenario. Even having to endure the annual song and dance-- after your initial promotional period ends and your bill jumps up like $20-- of having to call your provider to get a new promo is tolerable if it works. Just provide the necessary services at a decent price, with good customer service when needed, is all we ask.</p><p>Being middle aged and having aligned myself with a number of cable/internet providers over the years from around the country, none of which I've particularly liked, I can say with confidence that Optimum is the worst. Not the worst of all <i>providers</i>; the worst of everything. I don't like to use the word hate, but I hate Optimum. Hate them. HATE. Them. (Hate.)</p><p>"But Mike, why don't you switch services?" Great question. BECAUSE I CAN'T. Optimum is the only provider in our area. This seems like, and definitely <i>is</i>, a monopoly, which is illegal? The very <i>second </i>Verizon Fios establishes its service grid in our neighborhood-- a promise going on years now which I fear may never be fulfilled-- I am jumping ship, but for now I must deal with the incomparable and, if I'm being honest, hilarious incompetence of Optimum.</p><p>HOW INCOMPETENT? I'm glad you asked. My battle with the company is long lasting, and if you're so inclined you can check my <a href="https://twitter.com/mikekennystuff/status/1291948350309371904" target="_blank">Twitter</a> feed for <a href="https://twitter.com/mikekennystuff/status/1266044558456086528" target="_blank">more</a>. (As gross as it is to have customer service battles publicly on social media, it's often the only way to get an answer! What a time to be alive.) But I think the best evidence for the argument I'm presenting here is a recent chat I had with the company. Here it is.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOCzanLbDp9GzzTeE_F19_6UgPHDdhli6D4T0J7dDUXR5aFFPto1iW7_oRBb1hEuMDsor4zL2wVEgMBu5VUHG0Z42i0Mh387imjXQxrSR2y6EwwBgegbfSCq2lbCvgVAqL_tXR/s520/optimum.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="520" data-original-width="483" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOCzanLbDp9GzzTeE_F19_6UgPHDdhli6D4T0J7dDUXR5aFFPto1iW7_oRBb1hEuMDsor4zL2wVEgMBu5VUHG0Z42i0Mh387imjXQxrSR2y6EwwBgegbfSCq2lbCvgVAqL_tXR/s320/optimum.jpg" /></a></div><br /><p>I could, like Optimum did here, begin and end this conversation now, and my argument would be made. Not captured here is the number of prompts I had to go through to reach a real person, Seon E (not a real person), who graciously heard my issue and responded by immediately ending the conversation. </p><p>Nevertheless, she (he) persisted. I started a new chat.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW3J8yoM03tl4gmTyrWEpDTG8Ahpu6MO8czYanR5GHOYt4rXuOK92J-RAgJUGNOosCDvgqEMDJUHT7MX1zB4odWvBkP4fNL1KP-SAzEkA3naJlz7r0BHCa2XTWVrGzBWvvwHyD/s647/OPTIMUM2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="647" data-original-width="475" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW3J8yoM03tl4gmTyrWEpDTG8Ahpu6MO8czYanR5GHOYt4rXuOK92J-RAgJUGNOosCDvgqEMDJUHT7MX1zB4odWvBkP4fNL1KP-SAzEkA3naJlz7r0BHCa2XTWVrGzBWvvwHyD/w294-h400/OPTIMUM2.jpg" width="294" /></a></div><br /><p>Please excuse my rudeness here, but a) I'VE HAD IT ALREADY WITH THIS SH*T and b) I want to strategically establish a grounds of me being pissed off in an effort to get better and quicker service. This is arguably a pointless strategy to employ when communicating with a series of internet robots, but that hasn't stopped me before.</p><p>Also, it didn't work.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNReoHsSYU7lIRgJWSKX1jFsV4gU0XIWRMbGTvM4H-gaPz1Ie1Yrs8aY-cpLU_3-U59TSVuTynVzrGJ-59SERQv8yd-ikx5CWkX1K0gQ76-6lRQoffSTl48JuRxYHWhb9TAsaD/s577/optimum3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="577" data-original-width="479" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNReoHsSYU7lIRgJWSKX1jFsV4gU0XIWRMbGTvM4H-gaPz1Ie1Yrs8aY-cpLU_3-U59TSVuTynVzrGJ-59SERQv8yd-ikx5CWkX1K0gQ76-6lRQoffSTl48JuRxYHWhb9TAsaD/w333-h400/optimum3.jpg" width="333" /></a></div><br /><p>I neglected to screen cap the prior part of this conversation where Patrikai told me to be patient for "a moment" while she looked into this, and I asked if it would take an hour for her to verify my account which is what happened <a href="https://twitter.com/mikekennystuff/status/1266044558456086528" target="_blank">last time</a>.</p><p>Here is a good spot to provide a little background and context. Earlier this summer, Tropical Storm Isaias knocked out power in our neighborhood for a couple days. When it was restored, our internet was still down. I called Optimum SO many times but couldn't get through because, as a pre-recorded message stated, the storm had "affected your area, and crews are working to restore service ... goodbye.") Problem was, at that point, our neighbors (who all have Optimum because, again, it's the only provider in town) had internet. I had to jump online, using my phone as a hotspot, to start a chat with Optimum, which was ONLY successful thanks to my own sheer endurance. The chat lasted nearly two hours, and it was ultimately revealed that yes, the problem was, in fact, Optimum's fault. Our connection was restored.</p><p>I started receiving communication via email from Optimum stating that customers who lost power from the storm would receive credit on their next bill, <i>no action was needed</i>. Great, fine. I didn't even care about the extra day of not having internet; if I received credit for just the amount of time the power was out, I would have been satisfied.</p><p>The following bill reflected no credit. So I went on their website and completed a request for credit. I received no confirmation that this request was received or in process. The next bill reflected no credit. And here we are. Actually, <i>where </i>are we? Ah yes, Patrikai is checking my account notes.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM0_SzaF3jfidTOpRIA23m1h_nnEKFK6drhYZgIK_-uGCRuq1tNZ3n0n06FG2t3vqVoQ9iq_zn3zQg5KRzJ10E8zI9_UwBrgDk40hThd8T8owszQS0Y6flBCFuCsSqNhH_VHjk/s478/optimum4.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="277" data-original-width="478" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM0_SzaF3jfidTOpRIA23m1h_nnEKFK6drhYZgIK_-uGCRuq1tNZ3n0n06FG2t3vqVoQ9iq_zn3zQg5KRzJ10E8zI9_UwBrgDk40hThd8T8owszQS0Y6flBCFuCsSqNhH_VHjk/s320/optimum4.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>As someone who's taken part in WAY TOO MANY Optimum chats and boasts a 1-percent success rate, I know how this goes. They keep telling you "one moment" to keep you on and then, like 15 minutes later, they will ask you such an absurd question-- "Thank you for your patience. What is your name?"-- that it's abundantly clear NOTHING HAS HAPPENED AND THIS IS ALL A RUSE. The only reason I keep coming back for more is that a) Optimum sucks and something is usually wrong and forcing me to interact with them, and b) this process is somehow infinitely more efficient and promising than trying to reach them on the phone. Anyway, I like to occasionally remind them of how much time they're wasting which, again, has absolutely no effect whatsoever.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Youzd2Bqm4og5WVGQXFS6oYRXnXCBkHma587-s5geVFyn72li9jRuGTNHuH_S_UbIZxJHyZqSxpPcrrkK80q2Ml6j8Fwts65eCDp9igi-ss2rQe9MTiHjnCsoJk2oo0MCBn9/s472/optimum5.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="444" data-original-width="472" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Youzd2Bqm4og5WVGQXFS6oYRXnXCBkHma587-s5geVFyn72li9jRuGTNHuH_S_UbIZxJHyZqSxpPcrrkK80q2Ml6j8Fwts65eCDp9igi-ss2rQe9MTiHjnCsoJk2oo0MCBn9/s320/optimum5.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>Nothing better encapsulates my overall experience with Optimum than the phrase, "When did you requested for the credit?" which I am going to hire a pilot to sky write over my house while I pop champagne the day another service provider reaches our neighborhood.</p><p>This is the point at which I've lost my mind in the chat, but can you blame me? You know when you make a customer service call and the prompts ask you for all of your info, which you input, and then you finally connect with an agent, and THEY ask you for all of your info, and you're like DON'T YOU HAVE IT ALREADY? Imagine logging into your <u>Optimum</u> account, following <u>Optimum's</u> directions on how to request a credit-- which <u>Optimum</u> had already promised to do because <i>no action is needed</i>, but didn't-- having an <u>Optimum</u> robot tell you they are checking your account notes, and then asking YOU for that info? WHAT IS IN MY ACCOUNT NOTES IF NOT THIS? </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgZfMO1MPfcju2H2ZZ9IpmmELluOPE0uHTHm5T3SZQ7AcPmwXjFwsi9wcQFsffYbVftitTFvhzMCsyrtJgPs98UfP-l9ktFrE2K6dJkatX1g0VItotNXS0IwL9wfvM4x-4ceBM/s476/optimum6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="367" data-original-width="476" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgZfMO1MPfcju2H2ZZ9IpmmELluOPE0uHTHm5T3SZQ7AcPmwXjFwsi9wcQFsffYbVftitTFvhzMCsyrtJgPs98UfP-l9ktFrE2K6dJkatX1g0VItotNXS0IwL9wfvM4x-4ceBM/s320/optimum6.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfrJS8tNL1kzkSC8_8blvSDZ1-V9Ey5L_lGyZJeoVfdSK0hq683fZ3FtrNNVGuYm7RAWEQMS1BAiob1pvftRDk1Jk50zMacWSDklI4S8j4edlMujfpvcKollnjJwtr5wxhgv-h/s468/optimum7.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="313" data-original-width="468" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfrJS8tNL1kzkSC8_8blvSDZ1-V9Ey5L_lGyZJeoVfdSK0hq683fZ3FtrNNVGuYm7RAWEQMS1BAiob1pvftRDk1Jk50zMacWSDklI4S8j4edlMujfpvcKollnjJwtr5wxhgv-h/s320/optimum7.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>This whole thing is a matter of a few dollars, but obviously I am a principled man. Like Michael Douglas in Falling Down. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKlqVf2BeUTnvSy6-CpCMqFC01pAel7CxVSJaPIwDiRIECivMknN9fF9si1FHV_H2Qftz_EEtqenbh1DgBL_pqKjsRBoGDIUnuwtfYGoRBuL_eeWNhjEYfp7oOD1jXALYrmz1y/s487/optimum8.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="243" data-original-width="487" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKlqVf2BeUTnvSy6-CpCMqFC01pAel7CxVSJaPIwDiRIECivMknN9fF9si1FHV_H2Qftz_EEtqenbh1DgBL_pqKjsRBoGDIUnuwtfYGoRBuL_eeWNhjEYfp7oOD1jXALYrmz1y/s320/optimum8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>I just ...</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRmgkEhWWc2rqc6C075A9IPN77nAg6H4WL2HTi65aDwI7yNjdd1y8s7tptSxCFmbzb0TM99S_KQo6kEb07KHZNStFEzlkySL-NJJrEvxlWY1O0JuA2NLRdrHLKtFdofluu9df2/s473/OPTIMUM9.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="469" data-original-width="473" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRmgkEhWWc2rqc6C075A9IPN77nAg6H4WL2HTi65aDwI7yNjdd1y8s7tptSxCFmbzb0TM99S_KQo6kEb07KHZNStFEzlkySL-NJJrEvxlWY1O0JuA2NLRdrHLKtFdofluu9df2/s320/OPTIMUM9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>If I were the robot I would have responded, "More like Tropical Storm MIKE lol." That is not what the robot responded.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkRJq205ZOA8qxOvTRlUvnog1lPGuSZHEoZEGXZpTvVeMhvO1ELHPYpLLD5J6x_53Kj9EQ57hlD9OXfLjmpZSeZHJzxtrON0xa1Bt1aW0_d8I5UmgGXEhue9YVc3-9nZC8ac6h/s659/optimum10.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="659" data-original-width="475" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkRJq205ZOA8qxOvTRlUvnog1lPGuSZHEoZEGXZpTvVeMhvO1ELHPYpLLD5J6x_53Kj9EQ57hlD9OXfLjmpZSeZHJzxtrON0xa1Bt1aW0_d8I5UmgGXEhue9YVc3-9nZC8ac6h/w289-h400/optimum10.jpg" width="289" /></a></div><br /><p>This is where the chat ended. I would like to say that I was so offended by Patrikai telling me that a storm did NOT, in fact, take out our power that I ended the chat on principle, but the truth is that in my furious attempt to screenshot everything for the purposes of this post, I accidentally closed the whole browser while toggling back and forth. Ah well, probably for the best.</p><p>IN CONCLUSION, rather than provide a few dollars of credit to my account <i>which it had already promised to do</i>, Optimum instead took the rather bold stand of informing me, much to my bewilderment, that Tropical Storm Isaias had <i>not </i>affected my house, and that we did <i>not </i>have to live at my in-laws' house during that time, and that I'm <i>not </i>currently in the process of trying to purchase a generator so we're not in such a compromised position again. So that's a relief. </p><p>Now if you'll excuse me, I need a moment.</p><p>UPDATE:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh88GMszZedcDUPVx-H-EhbFRqe_3x9T768Gp6ZiLgRxEPR_Mio3b8l0XJ8eQ9vWc0BLNj0hXlZOWrDavYqSdES_6LPdX-FfNEruH2XSpTz6f8niu8tpW1kuC5dm9HNaxtGhCDV/s1334/IMG_6060.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1334" data-original-width="750" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh88GMszZedcDUPVx-H-EhbFRqe_3x9T768Gp6ZiLgRxEPR_Mio3b8l0XJ8eQ9vWc0BLNj0hXlZOWrDavYqSdES_6LPdX-FfNEruH2XSpTz6f8niu8tpW1kuC5dm9HNaxtGhCDV/w225-h400/IMG_6060.PNG" width="225" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>lol</p><p>Then:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6Uk6WaySG_sIZhzYrcxr6t7Jqhs8rpNdD5KHe-EWQBDz5_hxWcRkZGFcwsC_x-oYjCjfB2F8FjA9RQKtaW1nuTsfmzMSBxKxi0XRwGKn3R8ii4HKroh6WI0a-ZJnSViedmO4T/s657/opt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="540" data-original-width="657" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6Uk6WaySG_sIZhzYrcxr6t7Jqhs8rpNdD5KHe-EWQBDz5_hxWcRkZGFcwsC_x-oYjCjfB2F8FjA9RQKtaW1nuTsfmzMSBxKxi0XRwGKn3R8ii4HKroh6WI0a-ZJnSViedmO4T/s320/opt.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>Just great stuff all around.</p>mkenny59http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234341530938587397noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218663.post-91660734586413865892020-09-24T09:47:00.002-04:002020-09-24T10:55:13.682-04:00Facebook meme of the week<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj-Hg3b2NzH0lC7QwWC5c_ebK3qDfE0TJ0-XkgamNPZMGfOO2sL2b-5HR5tQt0PRHgXdPK3g4c604-oe7HIRzPynCPhgYUoQ51pgSy6CeruNWNrrIRFY_YcYE5tNTiNZs1qV8Y/s909/119891176_1382871845414217_7095291009964958352_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="909" data-original-width="720" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj-Hg3b2NzH0lC7QwWC5c_ebK3qDfE0TJ0-XkgamNPZMGfOO2sL2b-5HR5tQt0PRHgXdPK3g4c604-oe7HIRzPynCPhgYUoQ51pgSy6CeruNWNrrIRFY_YcYE5tNTiNZs1qV8Y/w316-h400/119891176_1382871845414217_7095291009964958352_n.jpg" width="316" /></a></div><br /><p>OVERWEIGHT WHITE WOMEN ON FACEBOOK, <u>UNITE</u></p><p>THIS IS A CALL TO ARMS AGAINST PEOPLE LIKE <span style="font-size: medium;"><i>BRENDA </i></span>WHO ONCE LIED ABOUT GOING TO CURVES WHEN SHE WAS ACTUALLY AT BRUNCH WITH MARSHA</p><p>I'M SERIOUSLY TRYING TO PROPERLY INTERPRET THE THESIS OF THIS MEME</p><p>WHICH SEEMS TO BE THIS: BEING OVERWEIGHT IS A CHARACTER FLAW BUT NOT AS BAD AS BEING DISLOYAL </p><p>I FIND IT HARD TO BELIEVE ANYONE WOULD ACCEPT THAT FALSE PREMISE AND ARGUE THAT THIS IS TRUE</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcR3XWkJ_AzVBWgpIqcPQM7EW1Ac8EvImMBwHAnFxP0DmPe2OpZgiRnJ_MOodDnJXJtUVZKrOxVG95c55WJIrWM_kbnxNVyJOHliNxihyJZl7sOLCBaWJfEbHychiaguANFMbT/s508/5.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="508" data-original-width="485" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcR3XWkJ_AzVBWgpIqcPQM7EW1Ac8EvImMBwHAnFxP0DmPe2OpZgiRnJ_MOodDnJXJtUVZKrOxVG95c55WJIrWM_kbnxNVyJOHliNxihyJZl7sOLCBaWJfEbHychiaguANFMbT/s320/5.jpg" /></a></div><br /><p>I STAND CORRECTED</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9YA5UhzLXiU4h99yrFW3Ji95Q1tRt3SIHThuKgbe4Ny4NrXNrpjmB7n1R3xM4MUUGhyoWFQtKbYdf5PFX8uCpMuRVUPEWHx3_0ad1QyT3yD-WNqBxiwym2VbQeUGEwJkPELhv/s498/4.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="108" data-original-width="498" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9YA5UhzLXiU4h99yrFW3Ji95Q1tRt3SIHThuKgbe4Ny4NrXNrpjmB7n1R3xM4MUUGhyoWFQtKbYdf5PFX8uCpMuRVUPEWHx3_0ad1QyT3yD-WNqBxiwym2VbQeUGEwJkPELhv/s320/4.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p>MANY PEOPLE HAVE HOPPED ON THE "BETTER TO HAVE A FRIEND WITH TWO CHINS THAN ONE WITH TWO FACES" BANDWAGON RECENTLY BUT LYNN JOHNS HAS ALWAYS BELIEVED THIS</p><p>LYNN JOHNS, YOUR STREET CRED IS HARD EARNED</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfNSUem9Cdc_gHIoO5AtAbS9rI_BlQQ5VSAj25r2pVWw1elrQTqkCRZMNTqkbHZDGMRc093Tl7Z7PbJRsIUCXXpZATmHS6MiN44ZS-BXr-NqJ-8DBECfG0Ie0Hv7btOZUixOQM/s324/3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="70" data-original-width="324" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfNSUem9Cdc_gHIoO5AtAbS9rI_BlQQ5VSAj25r2pVWw1elrQTqkCRZMNTqkbHZDGMRc093Tl7Z7PbJRsIUCXXpZATmHS6MiN44ZS-BXr-NqJ-8DBECfG0Ie0Hv7btOZUixOQM/s320/3.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>KOI<div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoDI57xmGppH2GVJTbKyj6RXOUwMx2BR0e4SnsV1zfx80R-o6zzKhRDA2A7cLFqHaimmyOSbN3B8EXlEC9o_clD52v74AI7k_yhpA6Mc_0OEQ2EiItcjsFnSu_-MKGADGIddKW/s478/2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="110" data-original-width="478" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoDI57xmGppH2GVJTbKyj6RXOUwMx2BR0e4SnsV1zfx80R-o6zzKhRDA2A7cLFqHaimmyOSbN3B8EXlEC9o_clD52v74AI7k_yhpA6Mc_0OEQ2EiItcjsFnSu_-MKGADGIddKW/s320/2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS COMMENT FOR 15 MINUTES AND HERE ARE THE RESULTS OF MY RESEARCH STUDY, PRESENTED IN ORDER OF MOST LIKELY:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">2) JILL GANZ HAS OUTED HERSELF ON FACEBOOK AS BEING DISLOYAL, THUS RISKING BOTH HER SOCIAL STATUS AND "TOP FAN" DESIGNATION</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">1) JILL GANZ LITERALLY HAS TWO FACES, EACH WITH A DOUBLE CHIN SO ... FOUR CHINS</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilZRK09uEV0VDt8fPH3xeM26-0no_XeynIKFpCIdQA6kRGenp0dm0VVNDh8En4bks7JhHkE-h9eZ5rlTW-n4FnPfSug5NWDy8VJYG6N_IEZCFVqx83ndmtuA04VuKur1zp9Hj1/s490/1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="109" data-original-width="490" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilZRK09uEV0VDt8fPH3xeM26-0no_XeynIKFpCIdQA6kRGenp0dm0VVNDh8En4bks7JhHkE-h9eZ5rlTW-n4FnPfSug5NWDy8VJYG6N_IEZCFVqx83ndmtuA04VuKur1zp9Hj1/s320/1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I MEAN HOW COULD YOU <b><i>NOT </i></b>THINK OF THAT, ZANDRA ZOOK</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">IT'S LIKE, JOE HIDEN MAY BE A FAT ASS BUT AT LEAST HE HASN'T BETRAYED OUR COUNTRY AT EVERY POSSIBLE TURN</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">AMIRITE</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3yfzFm9VfSkqzh-Kccgw2hkHj7EHsAMbXnGApucRNFMEYt8f8FMS-tVHHfWVyqrSZ_o2Yu6KXuKIkWpAQQ-qNrmFgedGHqXhJ23QIF8OHMOjQmHEmqyna6FeBNo5LXneRvi6y/s506/6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="506" data-original-width="492" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3yfzFm9VfSkqzh-Kccgw2hkHj7EHsAMbXnGApucRNFMEYt8f8FMS-tVHHfWVyqrSZ_o2Yu6KXuKIkWpAQQ-qNrmFgedGHqXhJ23QIF8OHMOjQmHEmqyna6FeBNo5LXneRvi6y/s320/6.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">THANK YOU</div><div><p><br /></p><p><br /></p></div>mkenny59http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234341530938587397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218663.post-64535928684212577372020-08-04T11:24:00.000-04:002020-08-04T11:24:51.145-04:00Facebook memes of the week<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglUAvmjp8v2Og16rE7FzRIdInmfZhNJavDSFpthgfPOHO0gGLRidu8D9osHyJ6QSDDDTNFJxTByAf4c2kj8UOLrjw9ZBEd70jYBTuKlUg_hJPhod1wPzymJVZhX_d-R5z_ntAM/s960/117110221_1336393910062011_4807467550214074232_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="746" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglUAvmjp8v2Og16rE7FzRIdInmfZhNJavDSFpthgfPOHO0gGLRidu8D9osHyJ6QSDDDTNFJxTByAf4c2kj8UOLrjw9ZBEd70jYBTuKlUg_hJPhod1wPzymJVZhX_d-R5z_ntAM/s640/117110221_1336393910062011_4807467550214074232_n.jpg" /></a></div><div><br /></div>THE PERFECT MEME<div><br /></div><div>FILLS THE VOID OF 'DID YOUR GRANDMA WEAR THIS?' DISCUSSION THAT IS SORELY LACKING RIGHT NOW ✅</div><div><br /></div><div>GLARING TYPO ✅</div><div><br /></div><div>A+ RESPONSES ✅</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLv9BiSOwgHylG7A7-U8mdRhEoRTP89N8BtDAVFfNo9nuthBqwCGemvdJMRcIheVWNJwLS23Qwe36pqredOmFtCk6ZRj5pa_uPAv_geVhYQfnkvTXCuZcPS1o3lk3XiKHLmvsE/s482/smell+memories.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="88" data-original-width="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLv9BiSOwgHylG7A7-U8mdRhEoRTP89N8BtDAVFfNo9nuthBqwCGemvdJMRcIheVWNJwLS23Qwe36pqredOmFtCk6ZRj5pa_uPAv_geVhYQfnkvTXCuZcPS1o3lk3XiKHLmvsE/s0/smell+memories.jpg" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>MY MUM LOVED THE SMELL MEMORIES</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhopg48qOrzP_leKNGu5SDAAJ0jKZ38v8M0SgwMSa6jrQjakA9xU87tVMor10fJeqz1PNDu9ulOuWG2Qd5ojuY89kmZW6Sukf8YHMxXcteR6dVNGNPA1PW2J2Ph9bow-zmzHkVg/s432/terrys+mom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="87" data-original-width="432" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhopg48qOrzP_leKNGu5SDAAJ0jKZ38v8M0SgwMSa6jrQjakA9xU87tVMor10fJeqz1PNDu9ulOuWG2Qd5ojuY89kmZW6Sukf8YHMxXcteR6dVNGNPA1PW2J2Ph9bow-zmzHkVg/s0/terrys+mom.jpg" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>GONNA NEED ANOTHER SOURCE ON THIS</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEhOVaHhSmSckYKBuPseCR2YS9Wo9Y3aS7VRudYam7yU1ZGYvH3ec_9VXlBeosc2ROjoLHB7gCpqZgavLSEtMUMnxRlnVJzgUT6gIGJeGr_fIHXuhTVav2YoGPPeZZqcH7Ypdo/s491/moo+moo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="108" data-original-width="491" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEhOVaHhSmSckYKBuPseCR2YS9Wo9Y3aS7VRudYam7yU1ZGYvH3ec_9VXlBeosc2ROjoLHB7gCpqZgavLSEtMUMnxRlnVJzgUT6gIGJeGr_fIHXuhTVav2YoGPPeZZqcH7Ypdo/s0/moo+moo.jpg" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>SAY WHAT YOU WANT ABOUT DENISE BUT SHE NEVER WORE A MOO MOO AND WAS THEREFORE A WOMAN OF HER WORD</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmtEBKBvFjiMhBwl0att9keQQSTMEO1pPcYeNuWaN9Za62Apg5q1nRh0cs0OL7-RwbNsK0CkuTKMqdjIQ1yaI8Hyuh4_U3TM-pEG5iMidZrbaHnXNetIaN3OZahtYnJL-VMDEl/s464/bill.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="65" data-original-width="464" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmtEBKBvFjiMhBwl0att9keQQSTMEO1pPcYeNuWaN9Za62Apg5q1nRh0cs0OL7-RwbNsK0CkuTKMqdjIQ1yaI8Hyuh4_U3TM-pEG5iMidZrbaHnXNetIaN3OZahtYnJL-VMDEl/s0/bill.jpg" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><i>/JEFF FOXWORTHY VOICE/</i> YOUR WIFE MIGHT BE A GRANDMA ... IF SHE WEARS ONE OF *THESE*! <i>/CROWD ROARS, BILL SLUMPS IN SEAT/</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq1df4sB1aPYQ-MG33MAR_cZIvyrmpzmnFyw31uEa_5nwCjA7tkb0U3eXQ8aAMt21jBhZO4Se6bMTVbxfyJN2Y5ghfNTB1XXjdM9NAa5k1AhMI5b9CLK8C9vB7Q-UEF2SnbF1x/s517/my+nan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="231" data-original-width="517" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq1df4sB1aPYQ-MG33MAR_cZIvyrmpzmnFyw31uEa_5nwCjA7tkb0U3eXQ8aAMt21jBhZO4Se6bMTVbxfyJN2Y5ghfNTB1XXjdM9NAa5k1AhMI5b9CLK8C9vB7Q-UEF2SnbF1x/s0/my+nan.jpg" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>BEAUTIFUL</div><div><br /></div><div>AND SEAMLESSLY ADDRESSES THE FIVE CORE TOPICS OF THE TRADITIONAL EULOGY:</div><div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li>DID HE/SHE WEAR A MOO MOO?</li><li>RENTER OR BUYER?</li><li>HOW DID THEY SPEND THE MONEY THEY CLAIMED NOT TO HAVE?</li><li>LAUNDRY PROCESS</li><li>YEAR OF DEATH</li></ul></div><div><br /></div><div>TOUGH TO TRANSITION FROM THERE BUT WE'LL TRY</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbi8CLulnNeeb0qhTF1JtMRHBW_FyHKXwVEMVsG0oyHmadWXu_V-T2s2HfaAWsP-okCwoUe5qzsmrrWWYKsJ72wWFUVi9hMC3u372v3YgWes6dXVVAk7eyoD4hyphenhyphen4VGW3wMG3wg/s960/117103991_1337119579989444_6143127732166865142_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbi8CLulnNeeb0qhTF1JtMRHBW_FyHKXwVEMVsG0oyHmadWXu_V-T2s2HfaAWsP-okCwoUe5qzsmrrWWYKsJ72wWFUVi9hMC3u372v3YgWes6dXVVAk7eyoD4hyphenhyphen4VGW3wMG3wg/s640/117103991_1337119579989444_6143127732166865142_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>ABSOLUTE BARE MINIMUM EFFORT ON DEVELOPING THIS 'DO YOU REMEMBER SOMETHING' MEME</div><div><br /></div><div>STILL HAS 1,445 LIKES, 239 SHARES, AND 200 COMMENTS, ONE OF WHICH IS BOUND TO BE RACIST</div><div><br /></div><div>I THINK BY 'ANTENNA' THEY MEAN 'KNOB' BUT WHO EFFING CARES-- <font size="5">WHO REMEMBERS TVS DAMMIT!</font></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwmrLta_Hi2qlafiICKscc6TFfwab2ttVYQp6Qm546fBJ3ROq_4qkksLruTO3_q3O3BcJVFK4X2uZqmc4bZCHoF6Zfb8dpyHHdnxONmlcTi4DoQrB6ebV7_wjmk-z8LPcyAhTV/s479/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="249" data-original-width="479" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwmrLta_Hi2qlafiICKscc6TFfwab2ttVYQp6Qm546fBJ3ROq_4qkksLruTO3_q3O3BcJVFK4X2uZqmc4bZCHoF6Zfb8dpyHHdnxONmlcTi4DoQrB6ebV7_wjmk-z8LPcyAhTV/s0/1.jpg" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>SITTING ON A FUNERAL HOME CHAIR TRYING TO CATCH A GLIMPSE OF A BLURRY COWBOY AT THE OL' HILLYER RANCH IS JUST THE PUREST SLICE OF AMERICANA, FEELS LIKE I'M WATCHING 'THE WONDER YEARS'</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY7ZiSyKo8T2M3GJgHlquzogSnf4Z94PoyBbKSBdmBV9u7Sgy-SoAPcEiOi9V97zZJVeq57AI-0WMv-GFGPBmiIui_5UDcWVY6VtzSctq6nN-mkEWvPp9UhPby4PWaz7bv8gOH/s493/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="157" data-original-width="493" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY7ZiSyKo8T2M3GJgHlquzogSnf4Z94PoyBbKSBdmBV9u7Sgy-SoAPcEiOi9V97zZJVeq57AI-0WMv-GFGPBmiIui_5UDcWVY6VtzSctq6nN-mkEWvPp9UhPby4PWaz7bv8gOH/s0/2.jpg" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>DOWN TREDEGAR HOUSE AT A CATHOLIC FATE</div><div><br /></div><div>MAKES SENSE</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhni_bANdr9buXruqvlTSv-CdK86zB773G_z-BGdmG5e4v9zzpOdGsGGfXSaxISa9pI-NyetTJ9QHCzn4HegKIc2v9EdXup79F3y1COYMAmoZXntGdooBk33ojjgP_jE3bgonKv/s479/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="110" data-original-width="479" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhni_bANdr9buXruqvlTSv-CdK86zB773G_z-BGdmG5e4v9zzpOdGsGGfXSaxISa9pI-NyetTJ9QHCzn4HegKIc2v9EdXup79F3y1COYMAmoZXntGdooBk33ojjgP_jE3bgonKv/s0/3.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>AND THERE IT IS</div>mkenny59http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234341530938587397noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218663.post-8001619634458927702020-05-06T14:05:00.000-04:002020-05-06T14:06:26.347-04:00Quarantine diary of fightsI decided to try and keep a running diary that lists the nature of the arguments our daughters have had with each other during quarantine. Here it is ... kind of; these are mostly from the past few days. I will try my best to update accordingly, as this is obviously an ongoing, fluid situation with no end in sight:<br />
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whether Ella really brushed her teeth<br />
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who is doing the puzzle<br />
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who is better at puzzles<br />
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whether or not Madi will live in a nursing home<br />
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Ella is shhh-ing me<br />
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Madi is copying me<br />
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whether or not Madi wants <a href="https://cms.qz.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/08/alf-warner-bros-e1533220615626.jpg?quality=75&strip=all&w=1600&h=900&crop=1" target="_blank">ALF</a> to be her boyfriend<br />
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WHO (will) LET THE DOG<strike>S</strike> OUT<br />
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how long ago we threw that bug out the window<br />
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who will get Madi the banana<br />
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what time it is<br />
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whether or not Ella was looking at the microwave when she correctly guessed what time it was<br />
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whom Mom told to get the disinfectant spray and who is better at getting disinfectant spray, generally<br />
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who has the more negative attitude<br />
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who is making mean faces<br />
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if "you better be quiet during my Zoom meeting" is an appropriate thing to say<br />
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whether or not Madi said "I'm gonna slice your head off"<br />
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"Stop leaning on me, these pants are very tight!"<br />
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why Madi will not open the door<br />
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why Ella will not open the door<br />
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who touched the bread first<br />
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whose hairbrush this is<br />
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who was more genuine when thanking Mom for breakfast after Mom lamented that neither of them appreciate anything we do<br />
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you smell<br />
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whether or not these clothes match<br />
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whether the actual phrase from <i>Star Wars</i> is "May the force be with you" or "May the Fourth be with you"<br />
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whether or not "the governor is watching us from our webcams" (???)<br />
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who woke up first<br />
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whether or not Ella can be trusted to put red pepper flakes on her pasta by herself<br />
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"I thought Madi was in the BATHROOM!"<br />
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whose computer is more charged<br />
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TO BE CONTINUED ...<br />
<br />mkenny59http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234341530938587397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218663.post-89464394353189244662020-04-29T10:25:00.001-04:002020-09-22T12:31:38.882-04:00Teaser link of the weekWONDERING IF, DURING THIS QUARANTINE, THERE ARE BIRDS<br />
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LOOKS LIKE THERE BIRDS<br />
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WHEW! HAD A PLAYA STRESSIN'<br />
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I NORMALLY DON'T CLICK ON THESE TEASER LINKS BUT ALL THIS BIRD TALK AND THIS BEAUTIFUL PHOTO HAS PIQUED MY <a href="http://newjersey.news12.com/story/41985749/there-are-birds-enjoying-the-sights-of-birds-in-spring-during-social-distancing" target="_blank">INTEREST</a><br />
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"LIKE IF REDMAN WERE REALLY INTO BIRDS" - <i>ROLLING STONE</i><br />
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DOES THE ALBUM HAVE A THEME<br />
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"THIS IS A CUT FROM MY NEW ALBUM 'THERE ARE BIRDS,' IT'S CALLED 'THERE ARE BIRDS'<br />
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"IT'S ABOUT HOW THERE ARE BIRDS ...<br />
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"CHECK IT OUT, UH ... PREMIER ON THE 1 AND 2S<br />
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<i>/PREMIER DROPS BEAT/</i><br />
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"UH, YO, CHECK IT OUT ...<br />
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"THERE ARE BIRDS, THERE ARE BIRDS, THAT'S MY WORD, CHECK THE WORLD<br />
OUT THERE DOIN' THEIR THING, FLASHIN' THAT BLING, LISTEN, HEAR THEM SING<br />
SHOUTOUT TO MY HOMIE THE NORTHERN LAPWING<br />
GOIN' ABOUT ALL THE THINGS, DURING SPRING, AIN'T NO THING<br />
FLYIN' IN THE FACE OF SOCIAL DIS-TANC-ING<br />
YO THE BIRDS ARE THERE, IN THE AIR, IN MY HAIR?, ONLY THING FOR SURE IS THAT THEY JUST DON'T CARE<br />
WHAT'S GOING ON, ASK MARVIN GAYE, NOT MY BOY THE BLUE JAY<br />
CHECK THE RHYME, CHECK THE TIME, THEY SUBLIME, DROP A DIME<br />
CAUSE MY GIRL HOUSE SPARROW JUST COMMITTED A CRIME<br />
OF BEING SO DAMN FINE, GOT ME WANTING TO COP THAT SHINE<br />
TO SLIDE A RING ON THE WING, THAT'S MY THING, I'M KID-DING<br />
WON'T MARRY A BIRD, BUT TO LOVE AND CHERISH THEM, THAT'S MY WORD<br />
THERE ARE BIRDS"<br />
<br />mkenny59http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234341530938587397noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218663.post-23670576805013069862020-04-01T11:21:00.000-04:002020-04-02T07:17:14.644-04:00The hoop<br />
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I don’t recall a time from my young life when I wasn’t
constantly playing basketball, and I don’t remember our house without the hoop
out front. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Whatever vague recollection there is suggests the basketball
hoop was installed when I was in maybe second grade, when my dad, a pipefitter,
brought home a two-ton cylindrical metal pole he had crafted at work and then
somehow, with the help of at least five friends no doubt, forged that thing into the earth a
foot or so from the street, and attached the hoop with metal brackets to its
required 10-foot height. There were jokes, I think, about my dad having to do
it this way, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">his</i> way, which is to say
making the dang thing at his work while probably using a blow torch and not
just buying a regular basketball hoop like everyone else. (Those who’ve read
<a href="https://www.amazon.com/The-Garlic-Tuxedo-Mike-Kenny/dp/0991516400/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1398183240&sr=8-1&keywords=the+man+in+the+garlic+tuxedo" target="_blank">the book</a> might recall that my dad also crafted me a metal pole at work when I
needed a shepherd’s staff for my fifth-grade Christmas play, so this was on
brand.) It was, however, to his credit, perfect.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Like, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">actually</i>
perfect, for reasons that transcended the hoop itself. But let’s start with the
hoop itself.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The simple and standard fact that the base was in the yard with
the hoop protruding above the street—as opposed to say, a rollout hoop (which
I’m not even sure they had in the early 80s)—meant no obstructions. No need to abruptly
hold up after a layup so you don’t run headfirst into a pole, and no chasing
the ball a mile down the street after it hit the corner of the base. These
examples are less hypothetical than they are literally what I’m going through
now, as a non-pipefitter dad who, a few years ago, purchased a rollout hoop on
Amazon for (me and) my girls, which is better than <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">not</i> having a hoop, but also extremely frustrating and annoying for
these reasons, and why my childhood hoop has been on my mind lately. (For the
record, and to further contrast my hands-on skills with those of my dad, and
most men, I couldn’t even put THAT hoop together. I had to call my buddy Pete.)<o:p></o:p></div>
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Anyway, about the hoop. The rim was level, sturdy,
adequately forgiving but not so much so that you couldn’t adjust to the dreaded
double rims of various local playgrounds.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Our street was also level—a modest incline in the middle—smooth,
and not busy. Quiet enough to play uninterrupted for significant periods of
time, but with enough traffic to keep you honest and alert, and familiar to
passing neighbors. I always waved, I think, and even if I didn’t know the names
of the adults who lived farther down the street, I knew their faces, their
cars, and their work schedules. (These were the people who would later,
inexplicably, become topics of conversations with my parents. “Mr. Calloway’s
mother is in the hospital, so they had to stop construction on the roof.” I’m
sorry, WHO?)<o:p></o:p></div>
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Speaking of cars and neighbors, once it was clear—and it was
immediately clear—that I would be in the street playing basketball all day,
every day, they honored that, and parked far enough away to clear the area. The
ball still managed to hit their cars, all the time, and get wedged underneath
mufflers, but these were Ford Escorts and Chevy pickups, and they were built
for that, and nobody seemed to care, least of all me. Par for the court.<o:p></o:p></div>
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There was a distressed and crumbling curb on the far side of
the street, but none on ours, where instead the ground sloped ever so gently
toward the asphalt. This created a natural return. Over the years, the ball relentlessly
eroded this area, killing any hopes of future grass but fulfilling its true
calling as my trusty albeit inanimate passer. Conversely, if the ball rolled to
the other side of the street, the curb, even in its dilapidated state, still
stopped it, lifting it back up for easy retrieval. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Having a natural ball return was especially useful
because—save for weekends when my dad would join me to rebound, help me with my
shooting drills, and play me one-on-one until his hard fouls no longer had their
desired effect—my work on this hoop was solitary, which was how I wanted it. It
was my practice, yes, but also my escape from the close-knit quarters of a
house my soon-to-be six-foot, two-inch lanky frame was growing out of; my fantasy
where I was in the NBA and everyone I knew was in the stands; and my therapy
for all of the hugely unimportant yet catastrophic events of adolescence. Most
of the folks who lived nearby were older than my parents, and their children
were out of the house, and there weren’t many kids my age on the street, fewer
still who were interested in basketball. To this extent, the hoop might as well
have been in my backyard. I was rarely interrupted, never having to worry about
who might want to join me out there. An extrovert and an introvert rolled into
one bouncing ball, out in public seeking alone time.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The best part? Our street light—there was only one
every five or six houses, on only one side of the street, ours—was <i>right </i>next to the hoop, two feet
away, towering over it as if its sole purpose was lighting my
way. This enabled me to play at all hours, which I did, to my
mom’s chagrin because she worried about neighbors being kept awake. Yet every
time she asked them about it they reassured her that the sound of that bouncing
ball was, for them, the sound of the neighborhood, of life, reminiscent of a
time when their own kids were always outside playing, more comforting than
disturbing. I agreed.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I was out there constantly, often multiple times a day, rain
or shine, light or dark, hot or cold, although always—because this is the
strangest thing that boys do: pretend they’re not cold—dressed for
summer. I’m tempted to argue that no homemade hoop known to man endured more
action, and to speculate on the number of shots it proudly withstood. But
whatever its status within the pantheon of neighborhood hoops, I’m confident
that the effort it took to install, the heavy lifting, and the money invested in its
various parts, was well worth it. More than worth it. So worth it that it
absorbed all of the exorbitant waste of us fickle kids—the unused toys, the desperately needed games with which we became instantly bored, the clothes deemed ugly—and still turned a
profit.</div>
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Eventually, inevitably, the ball stopped bouncing. I left for college, returned briefly, then left again for good. Despite
my dad’s pleas, my mom resisted having it taken down for years, when it was
well past being useful to anyone and when time and rust had made it merely an
eyesore. It finally came down last year. I was 40.<o:p></o:p></div>
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It does look strange when I go back now, the hoop not being there. I would say
that this must have been what it looked like before I can remember a hoop being
there in the first place, but no. Everything looks different now. Many of the
neighbors who tolerated and even welcomed the sound of that incessantly
bouncing ball have since passed, and their old houses are different colors. The
street is not as smooth, and I don’t know to whom all the parked cars belong. Everything
seemed so big to me then, and it now all seems so small.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Our street now is wider, and relatively level, a similar
traffic flow. The rim is probably an inch or two too high, and bends upward
ever so slightly. The whole thing shakes—thanks a lot, PETE—despite the sandbag. I have to roll the hoop off the street and into the backyard before
winter per the township.</div>
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I think, to some extent, we’re all trying to recreate our
childhood for our own children, but some bigger and better version. I’m
grateful that my girls’ love for basketball is genuine, and that this doesn’t
feel forced, and that I get to do this all over again. But I’ll never be able
to give them what I had, which is what I think every time we’re chasing the
dang ball down the street. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Who knows. Maybe that's what they'll remember. And maybe they'll say it was perfect.</div>
mkenny59http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234341530938587397noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218663.post-35852668821459506862020-02-21T10:34:00.000-05:002020-03-06T14:24:09.342-05:00Character (f'in) countsEveryone is full of contradictions. Our daughters, however, as they do with all things, take it to another level.<br />
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I used to write often about their issues related to adoption, but I don’t much anymore because I no longer write columns for a newspaper, they’re getting older and I don’t want to hijack their stories and, honestly? I’m exhausted. Just know this: They’re both very close to the school counselor. AS ARE WE.<br />
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So. Their school has a program where they recognize a student in each grade monthly for having high character. Our girls have never won this award. This is not a surprise! When she was in third grade our oldest wrote “poop” on another student’s pencil case … during CCD, for absolutely no reason other than boredom. Our youngest has had her seat moved like 17 times this year alone for being a distraction.<br />
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However, they <i>do </i>have their moments, and we’re not ashamed to admit that we’ve utilized our relationship with the school counselor to lobby for them. Maybe if the school could find the smallest reason to acknowledge them, just once, for something good, it would improve their self-esteem and motivate them to do more good things. WHO KNOWS, RIGHT???<br />
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Having conversations like that make the phone calls from school all the more embarrassing. On Tuesday, my wife received such a phone call from the assistant principal. Apparently, the girls—our daughters, only them—were fighting on the bus, and our oldest allegedly kicked our youngest in the head (although witnesses—yes, witnesses were called in—dispute this), and our youngest, NOT allegedly but definitely, dropped the f bomb.<br />
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(The AP didn’t confirm the actual phrase but I am 100 percent certain it started with "f***" and ended in “head.” It’s her go-to phrase of profane frustration. Also ironic considering where she was allegedly kicked. I should mention that this is obviously absolutely unacceptable and I’d be here all day if I detailed the conversations and consequences and punishments that have resulted from this language. But it doesn’t matter! Let’s move on, I’m getting upset.)<br />
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They both earned lunch detention for this. Good. Great. Fine. Another shining moment.<br />
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Students in lunch detention have to sit in a certain area of the cafeteria, so you can imagine the school counselor's surprise when she entered the cafeteria to find and recognize the monthly character award winners. Somehow, our lobbying had worked, or possibly the girls had good timing on a rare good deed. (But honestly, <i>both </i>of them? C’mon.) Regardless, this is the story of how our daughters became the first students in school history to win awards for character while serving lunch detention.mkenny59http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234341530938587397noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218663.post-26568185399373258432020-02-05T10:49:00.002-05:002020-02-05T10:50:54.256-05:00Nextdoor post of the week<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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TF IS A DORM SIZE FRIG?<br />
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OH, REFRIGERATOR<br />
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FRIG DOES NOT EQUAL FRIDGE BTW<br />
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ADAM THE GOOD SAMARITAN SAID HE COULD DO IT IN AN HOUR, NOT MONDAY DAMMIT<br />
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LIKE I ALWAYS SAY, DON'T POST ABOUT THE FRIG UNTIL YOU HAVE THE FRIG<br />
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WHERE THE FRIG IS THE FRIG<br />
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"ALL THE PEOPLE" WAS ADAM, SO CHILL<br />
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THE REST OF US HOWEVER ARE ON THE EDGES OF OUR SEATS REGARDING THE WHEREABOUTS OF THE FRIG<br />
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THE FRIG?<br />
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HONESTLY ARLENE, THIS HAS BEEN A WASTE OF EVERYONE'S TIMEmkenny59http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234341530938587397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218663.post-40750882682972627752020-01-28T12:08:00.000-05:002020-01-28T12:11:51.321-05:00Nextdoor post of the week<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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TAG THIS UNDER "UPSET ABOUT ICE MELT SOLUTION"<br />
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FIORE IS THROWING BOWS ON HOWELL TOWNSHIP<br />
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LET US START A DIALOGUE ON THIS ISSUE<br />
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PREVENTATIVE ICE MELT SOLUTIONS ARE INDICATIVE OF WHERE WE ARE AS A SOCIETY DAMMIT<br />
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"MOST ACCIDENTS ARE CAUSED BY NOT AN ACCIDENT AT ALL"<br />
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FIORE THE FILOSOPHER<br />
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I WOULD BET ANYTHING THAT FIORE IS THE LEAST SENSIBLE DRIVER<br />
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I'M PICTURING HIM DRIVING IN INCLEMENT WEATHER ON UN-PREPPED ROADS AND FISHTAILING OUT WILDLY BECAUSE HE TOOK HIS HANDS OFF THE STEERING WHEEL TO SHAKE HIS FIST AT A STORE SIGN THAT READS "CLOSED MONDAYS"<br />
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<b>FIORE: </b><i>/HOBBLING AWAY FROM VEHICLE WHICH IS WEDGED IN THE ENTRANCE OF A TEXAS ROADHOUSE/</i><br />
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<b>OFFICER</b>: AND WHAT CAUSED THE ACCIDENT SIR<br />
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<b>FIORE</b>: THIS ACCIDENT WAS CAUSED BY NOT AN ACCIDENT!<br />
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<b>OFFICER</b>: <i>/WRITES DOWN "CAUSE: DRIVER" IN NOTEPAD/</i><br />
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HMMM I WONDER WHAT FIORE THINKS OF THESE TWO COMMENTS<br />
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FIORE IS FINISHED! WHAT HAVE YOU ALL DONE TO FIORE<br />
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FIORE IS NOT FINISHED<br />
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IN <i>FACT</i> HE'S BACK WITH A PATENTED ZINGER<br />
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FIORE IS DEFINITELY NOT FINISHED AND HE'S HANDING OUT ATTITUDE CHECKS LEFT AND RIGHT<br />
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AS A REMINDER, WE'RE DISCUSSING ASPHALT BRINE<br />
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OUCH, MIKE WITH THE LAST WORD<br />
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FIORE IS FINISHEDmkenny59http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234341530938587397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218663.post-29005731227344966032020-01-13T13:38:00.000-05:002020-01-13T13:39:57.180-05:00Tweet of the week<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"What should we title our article about Todd Frazier maybe leaving town for Texas?"<br />
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"How about: 'Is Todd Frazier Leaving Town for Texas?'"<br />
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"Perfect. What about a subhead?"<br />
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"Hmmm, try this: 'Is Todd Frazier Leaving Town for Texas?'"<br />
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"Wow, this is great. So far I have: 'Is Todd Frazier Leaving Town for Texas?: Is Todd Frazier Leaving Town for Texas?'"<br />
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"Love it."<br />
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"Now, when we tweet this article out, how should I describe what the article is about?"<br />
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"Are we still talking about the article about Todd Frazier leaving town for Texas?"<br />
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"Yes."<br />
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"Try this: 'Is Ocean Counties very own Todd Frazier leaving town for Texas?'"<br />
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"Beautiful. By inserting 'Ocean Counties' in there you've really avoided any redundancy. Oh- should I spell 'Counties' as plural instead of possessive?"<br />
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"Of course. Here's why. There are multiple Ocean Counties in New Jersey and none of them own Todd Frazier. Because he's in Texas now. Hes there's now. Hes Texases' now, is what I mean."<br />
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"Got it, makes sense. Last question. I don't want to give away the answer to our rhetorical questions right in the tweet, but I'm having a difficult time finding the right wording. Here's what I was thinking: 'Is Todd Frazier Leaving Town for Texas?: Is Todd Frazier Leaving Town for Texas? Is Ocean Counties very own Todd Frazier leaving town for Texas? Yes.'"<br />
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"That's pretty good, but it does kind of give it away. How about this: 'Is Todd Frazier Leaving Town for Texas?: Is Todd Frazier Leaving Town for Texas? Is Ocean Counties very own Todd Frazier leaving town for Texas? According to reports the Toms River native is heading for the Lone Star state to join the Texas Rangers.'"<br />
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"That still gives it away, but with more words. MUCH better."<br />
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"Yes, now people will definitely click the article to find out more."<br />
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"Yep, now I just have to finish the article. Here's my lede: "'Is Todd Frazier leav-'"<br />
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"I can't do this anymore."mkenny59http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234341530938587397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218663.post-40195841760648714552020-01-09T10:46:00.000-05:002020-01-09T18:45:22.318-05:00Nextdoor post of the weekCHECKING IN TO MAKE SURE EVERYTHING IS SMELLING GOOD IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD<br />
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OH NO<br />
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POO SMELL ALERT<br />
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💩📡💩📡<br />
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SO FAR WE HAVE RULED OUT CHRIS AND HIS CHILDREN'S FARTS<br />
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<b>POTENTIAL POO SMELL CAUSES</b>:<br />
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<li><strike>CHRIS AND HIS CHILDREN'S FARTS</strike></li>
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ANY OTHER POSSIBILITIES<br />
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THANK YOU FOR YOUR INPUT MARTHA<br />
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<b>POTENTIAL POO SMELL CAUSES</b>:<br />
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<li><strike>CHRIS AND HIS CHILDREN'S FARTS</strike></li>
<li>THERE IS NO POO SMELL</li>
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THE POO SMELL COULD BE POO<br />
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J/K THOUGH (?)<br />
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THIS IS CLEARLY A CASE OF KEITH HAVING AN AGENDA BUT HE'S ADDED MORE TO THE CONVERSATION THAN MARTHA SO WE'LL ALLOW IT<br />
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<li><strike>CHRIS AND HIS CHILDREN'S FARTS</strike></li>
<li>THERE IS NO POO SMELL</li>
<li>POO</li>
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YES, BROCCOLI IS LIKE POO<br />
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<b>POTENTIAL POO SMELL CAUSES</b>:<br />
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<li><strike>CHRIS AND HIS CHILDREN'S FARTS</strike></li>
<li>THERE IS NO POO SMELL</li>
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FERTILIZER FROM THE ADJACENT FARM? SEEMS PRETTY FAR FETCHED</div>
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ALSO HE'S NOT 100% SURE WHICH MAKES ME SKEPTICAL</div>
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IT'S LIKE, WHY AREN'T YOU 100% SURE ABOUT THE THING WE'RE ALL SPECULATING ABOUT, DAVID? PFFT</div>
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BY THE WAY I DID NOT ERASE THE LAST NAME BECAUSE THE NAME IS DAVID GOLIATH AND I'M GUESSING THAT'S NOT REAL</div>
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NOT 100% SURE</div>
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<b>POTENTIAL POO SMELL CAUSES</b>:<br />
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<li><strike>CHRIS AND HIS CHILDREN'S FARTS</strike></li>
<li>THERE IS NO POO SMELL</li>
<li>POO</li>
<li>BROCCOLI</li>
<li><strike>FERTILIZER</strike> (UNFOUNDED)</li>
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GOOD POINT, I ALWAYS BLAME BAD SMELLS ON CHEMICALS</div>
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<b>ME, DRIVING</b>: </div>
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<b>WIFE</b>: EWW WHAT'S THAT SMELL</div>
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<b>ME</b>: HMMM, SMELLS LIKE IT'S COMING FROM OUTSIDE, DEFINITELY CHEMICALS</div>
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<b>WIFE</b>: WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN, WHAT CHEMICALS</div>
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<b>ME</b>: THE KIND THAT SMELL BAD ... YA' KNOW, SULFATE, CHLUR ... RIDE? PHOSPHOROUS?</div>
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<b>WIFE</b>: I KNOW YOU FARTED</div>
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<b>ME</b>: I FARTED</div>
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<b>POTENTIAL POO SMELL CAUSES</b>:<br />
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<li><strike>CHRIS AND HIS CHILDREN'S FARTS</strike></li>
<li>THERE IS NO POO SMELL</li>
<li>POO</li>
<li>BROCCOLI</li>
<li><strike>FERTILIZER</strike> (UNFOUNDED)</li>
<li>CHEMICALS</li>
<li><strike>ROTTING VEGETABLES</strike></li>
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OK THIS IS WHERE I'LL HAVE TO DRAW THE LINE</div>
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WHAT THE HELL KIND OF GRILLED CHEESE ARE YOU MAKING BUDDY</div>
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<b>POTENTIAL POO SMELL CAUSES</b>:<br />
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<li><strike>CHRIS AND HIS CHILDREN'S FARTS</strike></li>
<li>THERE IS NO POO SMELL</li>
<li>POO</li>
<li>BROCCOLI</li>
<li><strike>FERTILIZER</strike> (UNFOUNDED)</li>
<li>CHEMICALS</li>
<li><strike>ROTTING VEGETABLES</strike></li>
<li><strike>BURNT GRILLED CHEESE</strike></li>
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WELP, WE MIGHT NOT KNOW THE ANSWER YET, BUT I DO KNOW ONE THING: IF THERE'S A SMELL TO BE INVESTIGATED, THE FOLKS ON NEXTDOOR WILL "MURDER SHE WROTE" <a href="http://mikekenny.blogspot.com/2019/04/nextdoor-post-of-week.html" target="_blank">THAT SHIZZ</a>:</div>
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I'LL KEEP YOU ALL UPDATED ON ANY NEW SMELL DEVELOPMENTS</div>
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(I WON'T)</div>
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MUSIC NOT WORKING<br />
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WIZARD OF OZ <strike>MUSIC</strike> BOX<br />
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HOW I FEEL WHEN SOMEONE TRIES TO SELL ME A WIZARD OF OZ MUSIC BOX WITH NO MUSIC FOR $25</div>
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DULY NOTED<br />
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HEY EVERYONE, KEN MISSES OLD FASHIONED CHRISTMAS TREES, A SENTIMENT HE HAS CHOSEN TO EXPRESS ON NEXTDOOR.COM, PLEASE KEEP HIM IN YOUR THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS DURING THIS DIFFICULT TIME<br />
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WHERE ARE THE OTHER NINE TOP 10 CHARLIE CHAPLIN QUOTES<br />
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ALSO WTF IS THIS<br />
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WHY ARE WE EVEN DOING THIS<br />
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I AM DEPRESSED<br />
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GOOD NIGHT<br />
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SWEET DREAMS<br />
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WHOEVER MADE THIS IS LEGITIMATELY INSANE<br />
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(THAT WAS A POEM)<br />
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VODKE<br />
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THE JOKE WORKS BEST WHEN THE MOST IMPORTANT WORD IS SPELLED DIFFERENTLY EACH TIME<br />
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I MEAN WHO IS EDITING FB:HEART TOUCHING FUN<br />
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SETTING ASIDE THE BLATANT MISSPELLING, ARE WE REALLY IN NEED OF "I JUST FELL DOWN AND MUST IMMEDIATELY EXPRESS MYSELF" MEMES<br />
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AND WHO IS EDITING SHUT UP I'M STILL TALKING<br />
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THIS FAILS TO LIVE UP TO THE LOFTY STANDARDS SET FORTH BY SHUT UP I'M STILL TALKING IN ITS MISSION STATEMENT<br />
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AH WELL<br />
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GOOD NIGHT<br />
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SWEET DREAMSmkenny59http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234341530938587397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218663.post-37972685814502783152019-11-20T13:16:00.000-05:002019-11-20T13:29:46.510-05:00Grandma memes of the weekFOUND A PAGE ON FACEBOOK CALLED "I'M A GRANDMA. I LOVE MY GRANDKIDS"<br />
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GREAT NAME FOR A FACEBOOK PAGE<br />
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BETTER MEMES<br />
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LET'S GO<br />
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DID A GROOVY OLD GRANDMA WRITE THIS<br />
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NORMALLY I FEEL LIKE THAT STATEMENT IS HYPERBOLIC BUT IN THIS CASE I AGREE!!!!!<br />
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WHO IS MESSING WITH THE GRANDBABES<br />
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PLEASE LEAVE THE GRANDBABES ALONG<br />
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ACTUALLY NOW THAT I THINK ABOUT IT ONE TIME I SAW A GRANDBABE GET ROASTED FOR HAVING A BIG FOREHEAD AND OUT OF NOWHERE THIS OLDER WOMAN HOLDING A GLASS OF MERLOT JUST STARTED DROP-KICKING THESE NINE-YEAR-OLDS IN THE FACE<br />
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<i>SO THIS IS GRAMMATUDE</i> I REMEMBER THINKING TO MYSELF AT THE TIME<br />
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ANYWAY THIS IS ALL COMING BACK TO ME NOW, NOT SURE WHY I NEVER MENTIONED IT<br />
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GROSS<br />
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WHAT EVEN IS THIS, WHO IS THIS FOR<br />
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I DON'T UNDERSTAND THIS AT ALL<br />
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MAINLY AT THE MOMENT I AM STRUGGLING WITH GRANDMA MEMES THAT DON'T MAKE ANY SENSE<br />
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BUT ALSO, AS A GRANDMA, I AM STRUGGLING WITH FINDING A MEME THAT COMBINES MY LOVE OF FRIDAY AND MY FABULOUSNESS AT BEING A GRANDMA<br />
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WOW THANK YOU, THIS HAS SOLVED BOTH OF MY STRUGGLES<br />
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BUT THERE IS SOMETHING ELSE I AM STRUGGLING WITH<br />
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WHAT ABOUT GRANDPAS<br />
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ARE THEY GOOD, BAD ...<br />
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IT DOESN'T FEEL LIKE AS MUCH ATTENTION IS PAID TO THE GRANDPA MEMES AS THE GRANDMA MEMES<br />
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I MEAN YOU CAN'T JUST SLAP A BLAND QUOTE FROM A NOTED <a href="https://www.amazon.com/How-Perfect-Grandma-Bryna-Paston/dp/1402237642" target="_blank">GRANDMA-CENTRIC AUTHOR</a> ONTO AN EXTREMELY LOW-RES PHOTO OF A LOCAL GRANDPA STARING AT WATER AND CALL IT A DAY<br />
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HOWEVER GRANDPAS <i>ARE </i>A WEALTH OF INFORMATION SO I'LL LET IT STAND<br />
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BOTH OF MY DAUGHTERS' GRANDPAS HAVE FOX NEWS HOOKED INTO THEIR VEINS SO THEY ARE GOOD SOURCES FOR INFORMATION THAT IS TRUE<br />
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<b>PERSON WHO DOESN'T THINK GRANDPAS ARE A WEALTH OF INFORMATION</b>: <i>/LOGS ONTO WOW4U.COM, SEES THIS MEME/</i> THIS HAS TRULY BEEN A WOW 4 ME<br />
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LET'S GET BACK TO GRANDMA MEMES WHICH ARE NORMAL AND GOOD<br />
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IS THIS FACEBOOK PAGE MANUFACTURING BATH TOWELS NOW OR IS THIS JUST FOR FUN<br />
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I HAVE A FEELING THIS IS JUST FOR FUN<br />
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THE HALF-ASSED ATTEMPT TO BLUR OUT THESE WHITE BABIES' FACES ONLY ADDS TO THE STRANGENESS OF THIS WHOLE EXERCISE<br />
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I CANNOT CONDONE THIS<br />
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LET'S HEAR IT GRANDMAS, WE'RE HERE TO HELP<br />
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HARD TO TELL IF THE "I'M A GRANDMA. I LOVE MY GRANDKIDS" PAGE IS BILINGUAL OR JUST GUESSING<br />
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PIA PULANCO IS THE RODNEY DANGERFIELD OF GRANDMAS<br />
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<b>JULIE</b>: DID I SAY DISCIPLINE? LOL I MEANT TO SAY WHEN YOU RUN OUT OF COOKIES. HA HA I DO NOT MESS WITH THE GRANDBABES IT'S JUST THAT I STILL HAVE TO WORK AND I'M UNDER A LOT OF STRESS OK<br />
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<b>I'M A GRANDMA. I LOVE MY GRANDKIDS</b>: OH YEAH TOTALLY WE GET THAT, WE LOVE COOKIES TOO LOL <i>/IMMEDIATELY DIALS 1-800-911-GRAMMATUDE/</i>mkenny59http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234341530938587397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218663.post-71131134968320436552019-11-11T10:50:00.000-05:002019-11-11T10:53:07.616-05:00Instagram account of the weekDO YOU LIKE LIONS<br />
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I MEAN WHO DOESN'T LIKE LIONS, AMIRITE FOLKS<br />
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BUT DO YOU LIKE LIONS AS MUCH AS *THIS* GUY<br />
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DOUBTFUL<br />
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WE'VE ALL HAD DREAMS OF DEDICATING OUR INSTAGRAM FEEDS ALMOST EXCLUSIVELY TO LION MEMES, BUT ALAS #LIFE GETS IN THE WAY<br />
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THANKFULLY THERE IS A ONE-STOP SHOP FOR ALL OF YOUR LION CONTENT<br />
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NO LION CAN BE KING WITHOUT HIS LIONESS<br />
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SO TRUE (?)<br />
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<b>WANNABE KING WHO DOESN'T WANT TO SETTLE DOWN WITH A GOOD WOMAN SCROLLING THROUGH INSTAGRAM AND SEEING THIS MEME</b>: WOW, I NEED TO CHANGE MY #LIFE<br />
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DIFFICULT TO IMAGINE A MORE INSPIRING LION MEME<br />
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I STAND CORRECTED<br />
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EVEN THE LION IS MOTIVATED BY THESE WORDS<br />
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"I DON'T HAVE THE STRENGTH TO GO ON FOR SOME REASON, BUT I MUST BECAUSE I AM A LION" - THIS LION<br />
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BY THE WAY THIS MEME WAS SENT TO THIS GUY-- HE DIDN'T PURSUE IT ON HIS OWN<br />
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LION MEMES JUST TEND TO FIND HIM, IT'S ALL A COINCIDENCE<br />
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THIS IS CLEARLY THE SAME WIND MACHINE BEYONCE USED AT COACHELLA BUT I'LL LET IT SLIDE<br />
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IS THERE SUCH THING AS A LION MEME INTERVENTION<br />
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IF SO NOW WOULD BE A GOOD TIME FOR THE FAMILY TO START CONSIDERING NEXT STEPS<br />
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LIONS ARE KNOWN FOR THEIR KINDNESS<br />
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BUT *ALSO* THEIR BEASTLINESS<br />
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THOSE VIRTUES ARE NOT MUTUALLY EXCLUSIVE!<br />
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THIS WAS DEFINITELY POSTED AFTER A SUB-PAR CUSTOMER SERVICE EXPERIENCE WITH VERIZON<br />
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FIRST OF ALL, GROSS<br />
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SECOND OF ALL, OK?<br />
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JUST A STRAIGHT PICTURE OF LION<br />
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NOT EVEN GONNA TAINT THIS WITH MOTIVATIONAL PHRASING OR A COMMENT<br />
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MAD RESPECT<br />
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I DON'T THINK I GOT 37 LIKES WHEN I POSTED A PICTURE OF MY OLDEST DAUGHTER'S FIRST COMMUNION<br />
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I WAS ABOUT TO WORRY ABOUT SOMETHING BUT THEN I REMEMBERED THIS LION MEME AND DECIDED *NOT* TO WORRY ABOUT IT INSTEAD<br />
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I'M NOW CONSERVING MY ENERGY TO FIGHT 💪 ABOUT MY WORRY OF FARTING DURING A WORK MEETING<br />
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IF INSTAGRAM WERE A JUNGLE-- AND IT IS-- THERE IS A CLEAR KINGmkenny59http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234341530938587397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218663.post-74897984199530940272019-11-01T10:02:00.000-04:002019-11-01T13:34:53.583-04:00Facebook memes of the week <br />
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I REMEMBER THIS QUOTE FROM THE MOVIE SNOW WHITE AND THE SEVEN DWARFS<br />
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HORNY DWARF WAS REALLY PUT IN HIS PLACE AS A RESULT<br />
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THE MEME SO NICE SHERRY AMEN-ED IT TWICE<br />
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HMMM TOUGH ONE BUT I THINK THE RAPIST WILL BE TO BLAME<br />
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CAN I GET AN AMEN<br />
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ALL OF THESE AMENS ARE IMPORTANT- ESPECIALLY HLOKS HLOKOLOZA LEKGARI'S OBVIOUSLY- BUT IT WOULD MEAN A LOT TO HEAR WHAT BETTY BOOP THINKS<br />
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WOW I AM SO HUMBLED<br />
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THANK YOU BETTY BOOP AND THANK YOU JAN<br />
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BETTY BOOP IS FAMOUS FOR NOT BEING A WEIRD-ASS BIG-HEADED CARTOON WITH A MIDDLE PART WHO FLAUNTS HER SEXUALITY<br />
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THIS WOULD BE LIKE DAFFY DUCK HAVING A MEME THAT SAID "STOP SPINNING AROUND LIKE A LUNATIC AND SMELL THE ROSES" AND THE TASMANIAN DEVIL WAS LIKE "AMEN"<br />
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THAT WAS MY STRAINED SEGUE TO THE NEXT MEME<br />
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THE POLICE CALLED YOU INSTEAD OF THE ESCAPEE'S IMMEDIATE FAMILY TO TELL YOU THAT ONE OF YOUR FRIENDS ESCAPED "FROM MENTAL HOSPITAL" BECAUSE THE POLICE KNEW THAT THIS PERSON WAS YOUR FRIEND BUT THEY DIDN'T TELL YOU WHICH FRIEND IT WAS AND ALSO THEY ASKED IF YOU COULD PICK THAT PERSON UP<br />
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OK ACTUALLY NOW THAT I'VE SPELLED IT OUT THIS MAKES SENSE AND THIS MEME IS GOOD NOW<br />
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WAIT I THINK JEFF IS ACTUALLY INSANE<br />
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I HAVE CALLED THE POLICE AND TOLD THEM TO CALL BENITA YOUNGBLOOD<br />
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EVERYONE PLEASE BE ON THE LOOKOUT FOR JEFF AND ALSO BREASTS AND BUTTS<br />
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DOES ANYONE KNOW WHAT DAY IS HO HO HO AND WHAT TIME HE WILL COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY<br />
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BEEN THINKING A LOT ABOUT THIS AND I HAVE TO SAY, OF THE TWO COMMENTS HERE SUZANNAH HAS PROVIDED THE BETTER ADVICE<br />
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WHEN BEING FORCED TO MAKE AN EXCRUCIATING DECISION ABOUT POSSIBLY HAVING TO GIVE UP THE FAMILY PET, YOU WANT TO MAKE SURE YOU SEEK THE MOST TRUSTED SOURCE OF VALUABLE, WISE, AND EMPATHETIC COUNSEL, WHICH IS THE SAME SITE WHERE YOU CAN BUY <a href="http://mikekenny.blogspot.com/2018/03/nextdoor-messages-of-week.html" target="_blank">ADULTS DIAPERS</a> ON THE CHEAP<br />
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"CAN'T TALK NOW, I HAVE TO LOG ON TO NEXTDOOR.COM TO ONE-UP THIS FROG JOKE" - ALYSON<br />
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PLEASE DON'T ENCOURAGE THIS, HARRIET<br />
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I DON'T THINK A FROG IS PEST BTW<br />
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"WENT TO BUY LONGJOHNS AND ACCIDENTALLY BOUGHT A GOLDEN TWIN CANOPY BED"<br />
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"I'VE BEEN INFORMED IT'S TOO EXPENSIVE TO RETURN"<br />
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NOT GONNA CLICK "SEE MORE" BECAUSE THIS IS PERFECT<br />
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MARY MARY QUITE CONTRARY<br />
HOW DID YOUR FRIEND'S YARD SALE GO<br />
DID SHE SELL SILVER BELLS AND COCKLE SHELLS<br />
OR DID NO ONE ACTUALLY SHOWmkenny59http://www.blogger.com/profile/05234341530938587397noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7218663.post-62462075316219702112019-10-24T12:10:00.003-04:002019-10-24T12:24:31.017-04:00Facebook meme of the weekTIME FOR ANOTHER '<a href="http://mikekenny.blogspot.com/2019/01/facebook-meme-of-week.html" target="_blank">DO YOU LIKE FOOD</a>' MEME<br />
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GREAT QUESTION<br />
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[THE "FRIED" IS CAPITALIZED BECAUSE <a href="https://www.baseball-reference.com/players/f/friedma01.shtml" target="_blank">THIS GUY</a> MADE THE CHICKEN]<br />
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LET'S HEAR IT FROM THE TOP FANS FIRST, THEY'VE WORKED HARD FOR THIS<br />
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ANY GOOD BOATING PARTY IS JUST OVERFLOWING WITH SOUTHERN FRIED CHICKEN<br />
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LOVE TO BE ON A BOAT OUT ON THE BAY, STARING AT A BEAUTIFUL SUNSET WHILE TAKING A HUGE GNARLY BITE OFF A SOUTHERN FRIED CHICKEN LEG, TOSSING THE DRUMSTICK INTO THE WATER, COUNTING MY BLESSINGS<br />
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COUSIN'S MOTHER-IN-LAW SOUTHERN FRIED CHICKEN IS THE BEST SOUTHERN FRIED CHICKEN AND THE ONLY KIND I'LL TOLERATE<br />
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<b>ME</b>: <i>/AT THANKSGIVING DINNER (ON A BOAT), SCANNING TABLE FULL OF BUCKETS OF SOUTHERN FRIED CHICKEN, LOOKING PROUDLY AT FAMILY, BUT GROWING CONFUSED/</i> WHERE IS MY COUSIN'S MOTHER-IN-LAW<br />
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<b>WIFE</b>: UGH, FOR THE TENTH TIME WE DID NOT INVITE HER, WHAT IS YOUR DEAL<br />
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<b>ME</b>: YOU CALL THIS A 'FAMILY?' CANCEL THANKSGIVING, AND WHO EVEN MADE THIS <i>/THROWS CHICKEN OVERBOARD/</i><br />
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I GOT 99 PROBLEMS AND MY GALLBLADDER AFTER EATING SOUTHERN FRIED CHICKEN IS DEFINITELY ONE<br />
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MAY THIS COMMENT BE AN INSPIRATION TO ALL OF YOU MEDIOCRE SOUTHERN FRIED CHICKEN CHEFS, YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE (JEANNE)<br />
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THIS IS HOW A SESAME STREET CHARACTER NAMED "CRISPY FRIED CHICKEN AND ALSO ROAST MONSTER" WOULD RESPOND TO THIS POST<br />
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THUS CONCLUDES JULIEANN'S ONE-WOMAN PERFORMANCE OF "sENIOR HELP" 👏👏👏<br />
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MY FAVORITE PART WAS WHEN JULIEANN SAID "I WILL DO FOR SENIORS GROCERY SHOPING"<br />
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I LAUGHED, I CRIED<br />
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THE REVIEWS ARE IN FOLKS<br />
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"WHEN IT'S TIME TO GO TO THE DOCTOR, I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO RELYING ON SOMEONE WHO CANNOT OPERATE A CAPS LOCK KEY" - GLORIA, 89<br />
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"FIVE STARS. MY ONLY QUESTION IS WHETHER JULIEANN IS NEAR ROUTE 9" - FRANK, 91<br />
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"I CALLED THE NUMBER BUT IT IS A FAX NUMBER" - HARRIET, 86<br />
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"IF YOU'RE ASKING ME IF I NEED OR WANT MORE, THE ANSWER IS YES!" PETER TRAVERS, <i>ROLLING STONE</i><br />
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"JULIEANN PROMISED TO TAKE ME GROCERY SHOPPING BUT SOMEONE CLAIMING TO BE HER BOYFRIEND PICKED ME UP AND WE ONLY WENT TO 7-ELEVEN SO HE COULD BUY CONDOMS. IT WAS OK I GUESS." - SHIRLEY, 90<br />
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"THANK YOU, JULIEANN, THANK YOU" - JULIEANN<br />
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LOOKING FOR AN ALTO SAX<br />
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I MEAN AN ALSO SAX<br />
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<b>MUCH </b>BETTER TO HAVE A TYPO IN THE ALTO THAN IN THE SAX, IMO<br />
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ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU FOLLOW IT UP WITH THE TURN OF PHRASE "IN THE CLOSET WAITING FOR AN EAGER YOUNG BOY"<br />
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I MEAN WTF IS THAT ALL ABOUT<br />
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"AN ALTO NEEDING A HOME" SMH WHAT IS HAPPENING<br />
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"PEEP TOE ANKLE BOOTS SHOES, NO HOLDS" -- <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/For_sale:_baby_shoes,_never_worn?scrlybrkr=934c8a02" target="_blank">ERNEST HEMINGWAY</a>, 2019<br />
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AN HONEST ALBEIT WEIRD (GOOGLE AND YELP STILL EXIST, "DO U LIKE IT?") POST ABOUT HAIRCUTS, BUT THAT'S NOT WHY WE'RE HERE<br />
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I THINK YOU'RE LOOKING FOR THE ALTO SAX COMMENTS THREAD, WHICH IS ON MAIN STREET IN FARMINGDALE<br />
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<b>PAT</b>: WELP, COULDN'T SELL MY DRUM SET IN THE COMMENTS SECTION OF A POST ABOUT MEN'S HAIRCUTS ON NEXTDOOR USING RANDOM WORDS THAT IN NO WAY WHATSOEVER FORMED A COHERENT THOUGHT<br />
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<b>PAT'S WIFE</b>: AT LEAST YOU TRIED YOUR BEST<br />
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SPEAKING OF THE BEST<br />
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“mikekenny.blogspot.com” communicates in many different ways to the visitor.</b><o:p></o:p></div>
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Rarely if
ever have I heard the grand impact of my blog described so exquisitely and
accurately. It DOES communicate in many ways to the visitor! One way is through
the words I write on it. Also sometimes it calls people on the phone. One time
it used body language to alert a police officer about a crime in progress.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>I see your
competitors</b><o:p></o:p></div>
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I have
competitors? Who else is writing about this email and also memes about <a href="http://mikekenny.blogspot.com/2019/07/teaser-link-of-week.html" target="_blank">Phil Collins’s daughter</a>? SHOW ME THEM.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>ranked on 1<sup>st</sup>
page whereas I am unable to see your website anywhere on the 1<sup>st</sup>
page of Google, Yahoo and Bing.</b><o:p></o:p></div>
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What was the
search, “website?” In that case, I am SHOCKED that my blog with 52 followers
was not the first result. BUT WHAT CAN I DO?<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>Wanna to
give us a chance to promote your website?</b><o:p></o:p></div>
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Yes.
Absolutely. You had me at “Wanna to give.” And now I wanna to give you all of
my money.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>Love to
share our credentials.</b><o:p></o:p></div>
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The name “Charleston
Digital Firm” speaks for itself among blogheads like me, so no need. And even
though you have an oddly spelled or misspelled first name and I cannot
determine if you are Willium Scott, Sr. or a senior manager—and also I thought
you were a doctor?—the most important thing to me is that people can find my
blog on Bing. Because THAT’S what’s been holding me back all these years—not the
sporadically-posted and very niche/bizarre/not good content. Anyway, my blog
will call you.</div>
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