Posted in The postcards

Don’t sniffle yet, this isn’t the morgue…

Typically, I will take a postcard and add some wiseacre or snarky comment or caption to make it more “honest”. This one, however, is plain and simple, a plea for the recipient to stop whining, because “dis ain’t no morgue”. I don’t know what you would send to cheer up someone who worked at the morgue.

It should be noted that this postcard was printed a scant few years before a global flu pandemic. At that point the thing to do about someone sniffling, would be to get as far away from them as possible.

Posted in Mildly Interesting

Don’t let a broken leg slow you down!



P.W. Berge of Reno, Nevada, was not a man to let a broken leg slow him down- he just took the door off of his car and fashioned a support for his cast. I am assuming that he had an automatic transmission. Not sure if I would be pulling up alongside another car for a mid-road chat though.

One thing that concerns me with this setup is the loss of the driver’s side mirror with the door gone. Would he be able to look far enough over his left shoulder to merge safely? At least he put a red “oversized load” flag on his cast.

I hope he made it through the healing process, and avoided the wrath of his insurance agent. The world always needs more inventive, can-do people.

Posted in Flotsam, This explains everything

EEEEEE!!

Playing Wordfeud with my sister. I have a really lousy hand here, there are five E tiles! I’ve almost cornered the market on the letter E for this game, the whole set only has 12. Should I hoard them to deny her access? Hate to swap tiles, but there is not much to work with here. I should go play Scrabble in the bathroom, because I’m about to have a vowel movement.

BY THE WAY… How is it that (Parker Brothers? Hasbro?) hasn’t sued them? Is it because of the minor differences, such as the ability to put nonsense words up repeatedly until something sticks, or the crazy “random” board my sister Evelyn likes to play, where a person can get a seemingly insurmountable lead on the first turn? Or the frustrating inability to flip the board over and run out of the room crying?

Maybe they worked out some kind of deal. Anyway, I’m really glad it’s there, I really appreciate the chance to prove that at least two of my siblings, and now my nephew, they are all much smarter than me. It really brightens my day. Sometimes I manage to win against a guy from work, but he is 22 and his girlfriend recently moved in with him, so his mind isn’t really in the game.