Chicken or the Egg

What comes first, the chicken or the egg? Today, in my house, it was the egg. We had eggs for lunch and will have chicken for supper.

Bagels

I was reminded this morning about the Seinfeld show where they sold only muffin tops. I was having a bagel at the time and I realized that I always cut my bagel in two, toast it, butter it, put on cream cheese and I always eat the top last. For some reason I feel it is the best part. There are only two types that I like, Raisin and Everything. I also don't like them too big and puffy.
I told you the story about my toaster. I actually have a second toaster which I bought at a yard sale for $5.00. A back up toaster maybe, but actually a toaster for bagels. Bagels don't fit in the other one.
I remember the first time I had a bagel. It was in New York City, visiting my cousin and after Mass on a Sunday morning we went to a Bagel store. It was like a Donuts Shop. In front there was six cash registers and behind trays and trays of cream cheese. Who would have guessed how that would go.

Sounded Great at the Time

When the chickens come home to roost has little to do with chickens. It is more about decisions taken in the past, resulting in conditions we now face. One example would be slavery.

World Problems

This is crazy. I think I went to bed one night and woke up in an alternate universe. My world doesn't have people wearing face masks, unable to get a haircut and no coffee at McDonald's. I used to go there once a week with a friend of mine to discuss and solve the problems of the world. Now it looks like the world will have to find its own way out of its problems.
In Mar. it was wear gloves, wear gloves, wear gloves, don't wear masks. Now it's wear the masks but don't wear gloves. You can tell that the powers to be know what they are doing.
I see  they are now telling restaurants to use outdoor space like sidewalks and parking lots to get the physical distancing. That may work fine for Florida but we actually have a winter here. I guess they are hoping all will be normal by then.
I learned a new word. Vloggers. I believe it is people who are unable to put two sentences together but have a camera.

Witch Hazel

While working outside the other day, I was bitten by a black fly or something. It was right between the first two fingers on my right hand and it itched like hell. I told my friend about it and he said to put Witch hazel on it. He said I would have to get it from the Pharmacist as it wasn't sold over the counter. Told my wife about it and she said to go to the bathroom and check the cabinet. Looking in there, I thought I would never find it. But it was the first bottle I looked at. Put some on and it worked like a charm. Itchiness all gone. But it might have some side effects because later on, while walking past a broom on the patio, I had this strange feeling that I wanted to fly.

"Black Soul' (Titan #4) by TJ. Brearton

This is the last in this series and I have to say that I did not find it enjoyable. The main character is William, a man with a perpetual temper tantrum. His partner is his on and off love, interfering with his concentration on the business at hand. He goes from one personal struggle to another helped by his faithful partner, up to a point. Memories of past failures haunt him.

Toaster Autopsy Report.

I did my autopsy on GE yesterday. I can do this myself  because in the Air Force I was an electronics tech. So this was a piece of cake. That reminds me. I want to thank all the seniors who paid taxes because it was their taxes that paid for my training. That out of the way, now on to the autopsy. I'm happy to say it was not a homicide so my son is off the hook. It came down to cholesterol. I think it was all that white bread he toasted before it became cholesterol free and we switched to whole wheat and multi-grain.
One of the veins was burnt out and had to be replaced. With the new cord, he went back to work with no sick leave. As a point of interest, I found a blog entry where I had fixed this toaster 10 yrs. ago. At that time I had written that it was 42 yrs. old. It was also a cord at that time also.
Here is a picture of my toaster with his friends showing of his new cord. What a publicity hound.

Requiem for a Toaster.

On the 26th. of May, 2020, a chrome toaster that went by the name of GE passed away at the age of 52, from what is believed to be electrical shock. A faithful toaster who worked daily since his conception in 1968, was made in the U.S. of A. and was purchased as a wedding present at a CANEX outlet in Baden, W. Germany. He had travel experience in Europe and Canada and loved being with his friends coffee maker, Nutri Bullet and Magic Bullet who will sorely miss him. Also missing him will be his extended family of plates, knives and spoons.
Funeral arrangements have not been made because of an autopsy planned for tomorrow. There is some suspicion of foul play with the main suspect being my son. He was the last one to see it functioning and told no one that it no longer worked. His alibi is that it worked fine when he used it. It must have been the next person who is at fault. Since I was the next person to use it, I find his statement to be untrue. As of yet, it is not known if it was a homicide, suicide or just plain old age. The results of the autopsy will be posted at a later date.

Against the Wind

My son asked me if it was windy because he doesn't like doing his walk in the wind. I told him to go half way, if it is windy, come back.

Toilet Paper

I think that around the country there are people with a lot of toilet paper.

"Back Of Beyond' (Highway Quartet #1) by C.J. Box

This is the first story of this series. It is a modern western with an alcoholic detective with the DT's stumbling through his case. When I finished the first chapter, I knew I was in for a good story. I was not disappointed. It's a real page turner, with a good amount of suspense and mayhem. A great replacement for the Pickett series.

Paul Davis

I was up in my office, on the computer, when I heard this beep, beep, beep. Looking out the window, I saw a Paul Davis truck pulling into my neighbors driveway. First time I saw one of those. Don't know what that is about. Then I went downstairs to turn on the news and the first thing I saw was a Paul Davis advertisement. Outer Limits time.

Friendships

Friendships between nations are always fragile and precarious even though they may appear to be friends.

Truth

When you think you want to know the truth, stick with ignorance, it weighs less.

To Do List

So, it's spring and I have to make up my to do list. Not my wife's list, but my own. things I have to do, around the yard, house and shed. First I write them all down and number them.
#1 is, Make a list.
#2 is, Check list
#3 is, Revise list if I have to.
That depends on #2. Next is my wife's list which is #4. That can change daily.
After this list is finished, I use a black marker and strike out #1 because I've made my list.
Then I check to make sure I have all the items. If I have everything, I can strike out #2.
If I need to add to my list, I go to #3, make the addition and then strike out #'s 2 and 3.
You can never strike out #4. No explanation needed here.
After that I feel great because I already have 3 items off my list and I never even left my chair.

"Governor Ramage R. N." by Dudley Pope

This is the fourth in the Ramage series with a very boring start. The first chapter was a complete loss and the second was a synopsis of previous books. He seems to have vague memories of his loved one and in his heart he has a willingness to be unfaithful. Throughout the whole book the articles of war are continually repeated and a court martial is never far from his mind. And of course he loses another ship. 
The book is lacking a story, going from one event to another, finally settling on a hunt for buried pirate treasure. The direction for finding the treasure is a bit far fetched. At the end, he finally has his long awaited court martial.

Memories

A bad memory will stay with you forever while a thousand good ones just drift away.

James Bond's "M"

In the James Bond movies they should have promoted Bond to "M".

PUEBLO FLUTE DANCER

This is an original 1952

Santa Fe Railway

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Sweeping The Floor

This morning I caught my wife sweeping the floor with her slippers.