About every 2-3 weeks I just slap on the #2 and go all over my head. It’s going away anyway, so beat Mother Nature to the punch. Every now and then I would let it go long. I called it my fire drill look, because it went wherever it wanted to go. I had let it go for over six months before getting a new driver’s license. Buzz city after the photo, so it looks like a homeless guy was a stand-in for the camera. Pregnant daughter worked at the same company as I. To avoid a hundred questions, I told everyone if it was a boy, blue mohawk, girl – pink. (I had already bought the spray-on hair coloring.) Everyone on my shift knew the score, but the looks I received from the previous shift were priceless!
Growing up, my wife and her seven siblings went up and down the highways, collecting bottles, cans, whatever, to make money. Her dad had a heart attack, but the company doctor wouldn’t clear him to go back to work. Social Security refused his disability claim, saying he could go to work. Classic Catch-22. Finally, after his 3rd (!) heart attack, they decided, maybe you do have a bad heart.
When Mom & Dad were first married, Mom grabbed the heel. Dad said that you ate that last because it helped the loaf stay fresh. Apparently, that wasn’t an issue when she was at home with her mom, dad and five sisters…
The college I attended had a large freshman dorm. One side for girls, one side for guys and the fire doors between the two sections were welded shut to separate the two sides. Cue someone drilling a hole through the door to watch girls running down the hall in their underwear. The hole also became a pop-bottle rocket portal. Then the previous person in my room told me of sticking the nozzle of a fire extinguisher in it, turning it upside down to activate it, and holding it there till he heard sirens. A white fog about 8 inches deep went all the way down the girl’s hall. He stuck the extinguisher above the roof panels in the bathroom and played innocent. I checked and the extinguisher was still there. I left it there and sometimes wonder if anyone every found it.
Daughter worked at a movie theater. We would be waiting for her to come home after work so we could munch on the large bag of leftover popcorn. Another time at a chicken place, guy asked if we wanted a deal on some bird close to closing time. Got a bucket with a lid that couldn’t fit on top anymore…
Growing up we had one of those aluminum trees with a rotating color wheel spotlight. The limbs were stored in paper rolls so my brother and I pulled out the “swords” and stuck them in the pre-drilled holes in the trunk. Decades later, my wife and I just enjoy the trees at the kiddo’s house. I even tossed our large fake tree since we do very little if any decorating. I think that aluminum tree is still in the attic at my parent’s house along with the metallic loud clanking lawnmowers our grandparents gave us. (Mom & Dad never said anything. They just waited till we were preoccupied with other toys and stuffed them up in the attic. What would those antiques be worth today? Hmmmm)
Brother and I used to walk the railroad tracks by grandma’s house. One of the railroad spikes we found got left in the yard. Fortunately, (?) it was an older heavy-duty Briggs & Stratton, so it only left a big dent in the mower deck and bent the shaft. Dad always complained it never ran right after that.
It’s just happened at our local wholesale club…Halloween on one aisle, blow-up Santas on the next aisle. What happened to Thanksgiving? I guess they can’t rush the frozen turkeys too much. Freezer-burned would set in.
Overseas, power went out in the house. Main breaker was tripped. Turned off all the switches then slowly turned them back on one at a time. Every time I got to the kitchen, boom. (Great, fridge or stove?) Wife commented son had come running out of the kitchen like a bat out of hell. Yep. Fork in the toaster. Everything was fine after that, although I don’t think he ever asked for Pop-Tarts again.
Many years ago, sitting watching TV and the power went out. About 3 seconds later I heard a loud “Boom!” Went out on the back porch and saw a single large black cloud of smoke wafting across the sky. Squirrel caused a massive short, blacking out about a square mile. TV news showed what was left of the poor thing, which wasn’t very much.
About every 2-3 weeks I just slap on the #2 and go all over my head. It’s going away anyway, so beat Mother Nature to the punch. Every now and then I would let it go long. I called it my fire drill look, because it went wherever it wanted to go. I had let it go for over six months before getting a new driver’s license. Buzz city after the photo, so it looks like a homeless guy was a stand-in for the camera. Pregnant daughter worked at the same company as I. To avoid a hundred questions, I told everyone if it was a boy, blue mohawk, girl – pink. (I had already bought the spray-on hair coloring.) Everyone on my shift knew the score, but the looks I received from the previous shift were priceless!