Now Luddite’s wife is spamming me with these inet memes. This one hit the mark. Pretty funny. (I have high standards for my blog. Has to have that “me facing life quality”. I chuckled and thought: “How many hearts and minds can I influence?”
“Bravo Zulu” to Luddite’s wife.
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Leave it to Maxine to come up with a solution For the mess that America is now in economically.
I bought a bird feeder. I hung It on my back porch and filled It with seed. What a beauty of A bird feeder it was, as I filled it,
Lovingly with seed. Within a week we had hundreds of birds Taking advantage of the Continuous flow of free and Easily accessible food.
But then the birds started Building nests in the boards Of the patio, above the table, And next to the barbecue.
Then came the poop. It was Everywhere: on the patio tile, The chairs, the table .. Everywhere!
Then some of the birds Turned mean. They would Dive bomb me and try to Peck me even though I had Fed them out of my own Pocket.
And others birds were Boisterous and loud. They Sat on the feeder and Squawked and screamed at All hours of the day and night And demanded that I fill it When it got low on food.
After a while, I couldn’t even Sit on my own back porch Anymore. So I took down the Bird feeder and in three days The birds were gone. I cleaned Up their mess and took down The many nests they had built All over the patio.
Soon, the back yard was like It used to be ….. Quiet, serene…. And no one demanding their Rights to a free meal.
Now let’s see. Our government gives out Free food, subsidized housing, Free medical care and free Education, and allows anyone Born here to be an automatic Citizen.
Then the illegal’s came by the Tens of thousands. Suddenly Our taxes went up to pay for Free services; small apartments Are housing 5 families; you Have to wait 6 hours to be seen By an emergency room doctor; Your child’s second grade class is Behind other schools because Over half the class doesn’t speak English.
Corn Flakes now come in a Bilingual box; I have to ‘press one ‘ to hear my bank Talk to me in English, and People waving flags other Than ‘Old Glory’ are Squawking and screaming In the streets, demanding More rights and free liberties.
Just my opinion, but maybe it’s time for the government To take down the bird feeder.
If you agree, pass it on; if not, Just continue cleaning up the poop and still paying for it all with no return benefits..
– IN GOD WE TRUST
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Many a true word is said in a joke. I thought this was funny and “actionable”.
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Thank you! 39/125 pints of red and 70/75 bags of platelets (04/26/13)
Evlynn Marie Mahoney Reinke
(July 1, 1947 - February 26, 2011)
Our Girl hated to owe anyone anything. In the last year of her life, she was always upset with the amount of fluids she was using. Say what you want about the American Medical Establishment, they never hesitated to give what she needed at the time. Even when it was clearly like pouring it down the drain! She was using AT LEAST 2 pints of packed blood and 1 bag of platelets. She got what she needed to stay alive.
Final score: 125 pints and 75 bags in a losing effort.
I always calmed her down with: "Don't worry. I'll replace it." "Promise?" "Yup!"
With the 04/26/13 platelet donation, I've replaced 70 bags.
Should be four more, but one time the machine broke (what a mess) and another the needle ripped my vein.
I guess the Universe was tired of me whining about doubles and the machine allowed a triple yesterday. Or there is someone in need. Two of the regulars didn't show up yesterday despite having appointments. Unusual since they are called with a reminder and if they are not coming, folks usually call and cancel. In case, they have a donor but no time slot. Strange.
Now I can whine about a sore butt from the wrinkle in my pants.
Interesting factoid emerged yesterday, I found out that, unlike whole blood donation, there's no age limit on platelets. The nurse on duty told me that she knows an 80, an 83, and a 93 years old donors. As long as you can qualify health-wise, there's no difference between young and old platelets. I found that surprising. Amazing "engine" the human body.
Since if I "do the platelets", I can't do the blood. So her family and friends have taken up that challenge. So far, we've snagged 39 pints.