Have all computers and/or cash registers run amok?
Is there a new Y2K bug of which I’m unaware?
Because for the second time in less than a month I’ve received a strange receipt/check. First they wanted to give me $2,000 change from a twenty dollar bill…. and now?
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We grabbed a quick sandwich the other day and while I was going to leave a ten dollar tip…. I had to do a double take at the establishment’s gratuity recommendations.
My math has 20% of $39.19 equaling $7.83… so yeah. This new math can bite me.
After chatting with a blog friend about Amazon recommendations, I decided take a peak at what Jeff Bezos thinks I should buy. And after seeing his choices…. I realized they’re not based on my buying history with the company, but drawn from my crazy and sometimes off color blog topics.
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I can guarantee you I’ve never purchased any squirrel paraphernalia. Unicorn related or otherwise.
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And clearly no good can come from posting about poop.
Does Amazon really want me to buy a turd?
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A massage gun with extra batteries? I don’t even want to know where they got that idea..
Residents of Scarborough, England were thrilled when a walrus decided to visit their town. The creatures rarely venture that far south and the 2,000 pound oddity became an instant tourist attraction. Families brought their children to see the colossal beast and even gave him an appropriate walrus name…. Thor.
What could go wrong?
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Funny you should ask….
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Onlookers apparently saw a lot more of Thor than they bargained for.
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File that tidbit of trivia away for future use. You can thank me later.
Our wallets are all feeling the sting of inflation, be it at the grocery store or the gas pump… but after receiving the monthly newsletter from our little rural town the other day? I had a serious WTF moment.
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A bill that jumps from $50,000 a year to $65,000 a month is the very definition of insane. Increase aside, how is it even legal to break the existing contract and give the town no time to find alternative service?
We had a small amount of the white stuff last night and crazy as it sounds, it was the first to actually stick on the ground this winter.
In celebration of that I thought I would share a few glimpses out our windows this morning…. because sunrise over snow is pretty damned spectacular.
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After I posted a few of these to Facebook, I saw our farming neighbor had posted some as well. Here’s his shot, with our house and barn in the background.
It’s time to put another quirky (and often ridiculous) Mary Roach book to bed so I’ll leave you with a few excerpts sure to make you appreciate the ease of planetary bathroom visits.
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Yes. I’m going there.
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This, not walking on the moon, is what makes astronauts heroes.
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There’s a fact I never knew.
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And I thought my husband spent too much time on the throne. Damn!
I’m still sorting through the cornucopia of old family photos my husband unearthed in the basement … like this one of my grandfather (middle) who seems a tad overdressed for fishing.
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And this one… where he’s enjoying a backyard garden party with Wednesday Addams.
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It’s frustrating because very few of the photos are labeled or identify the subjects. So when I came across this picture I was thrilled.
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My grandfather was a well off Englishman who traveled the world and it doesn’t surprise me in the least that he was sailing on the Lusitania. Eager to discover who his companions were, I researched the man on the left and came up empty. But the gentleman on the right?
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Evander Berry Wall (January 14, 1861 – May 4, 1940[2]) was a New York Citysocialite and later an American expatriate in France during the Belle Époqueand beyond. He was famous for his extravagantly refined look and was crowned “King of the Dudes” in the 1880s.
The King of Dudes?
How bloody marvelous.
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My father and his father before him were both snappy dressers known for their sartorial splendor so I’m sure Berry felt right at home.
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