Out Of This World Wednesday

For many, many years, our lovable E.T's, Gary and Rosie, have sacrificed their time, energy, resources, and lil green bodies to save inhabitants of distant and near planets, in entertaining and exciting ways for us spectators.

If you LOVE Rosie and Gary, check yes✓

If you HATE Gary and Rosie with a fierce hatred that would equal the hatred of a mouse for a cat, check no✓

Where do I make the check mark, you ask? HOW do I make a check mark, you inquire?

That's YOUR problem! I'm only here to provide comic relief. By the way, I'll be here all week, folks!

Gary - "I wonder if creatures all over the vast and half vast universes still read about our exploits in outer spaze, Rosie?"

Rosie - "Sure they do, Gary! We would not exist without them reading and believing in us! Kind of like Tinkerbell."

Gary - "Who?"

Rosie - "Well, Peter Pan had this little friend...and...never mind, you wouldn't believe me, anyway."

Gary - "Are you talking about Peter Frampton?"

Rosie - "Peter Frampton? No!'

Gary - "Peter, Paul and Mary?"

Rosie - "What? Absolutely not, bubble brain! And if I had a hammer, I'd bop you on your punkin' hade!"

Gary - "Then who's this Peter Pants character?"

Rosie - "Pan, pan, PAN, GOOFBALL!"

Gary - "Oh, PAM! Like Pam Dawber, from Mork and Mindy! I LOVE her!!"

Rosie - "AAAARRRRRRG! Gary! You need your hearing checked!"

Gary - "Just messin' wit ya, Rosie! I knew who Peter Pan was all along. Just love to see you get riled up! It brings out the blue in your eyes!"

Rosie - "My eyes are NOT blue, they're BLACK! All Glirkazoids have BLACK EYES!!"

Gary - "I know. I love seeing you get all worked up about stuff!"

Rosie - "You..you...PEST! How can I tell you about our next mission with you teasing me all the time!!"

Gary - "Next mission? We've been assigned a NEW mission?!! Why didn't you tell me?!!"

My, my...will Gary allow Rosie to tell him about their upcoming mission?

Will they be saving another planet, like they saved the earth from the coronavirus? Or DID they?

Will y'all keep believing in Gary and Rosie until the cows come home, to keep them in existence? Not the cows! Rosie and Gary!

Join us next week to possibly find some of the answers to these impotent questions, in...

Breaking News! Funny Blog Gets Funnier!

Two drunks were walking down the middle of railroad tracks. One drunk says, "You know, this is the longest staircase I've ever been on!" The other drunk says, "It's not the stairs, it's the bannisters that are killing me!"

Two inebriated guys walk out of a bar and look up at the sky. The first inebriated dude says, "It's the sun!" The other inebriated dude says, "No! It's not the sun, it's the moon!!"

A third intoxicated fellow walks out of the bar and they ask him, "Hey, buddy! Is that the sun or the moon?" "He answers, "How would I know? I don't live around here!!"

A man is at the doctor's office for his annual check-up. He tells the doctor, "I feel okay, but I've had trouble remembering things, lately." The doctor asks him, "How long have you had this problem?" The man answers, "Had WHAT problem?"

A woman walks into a pub and is surprised to see a horse tending bar. She walks up to the horse and exclaims, "Why the long face?"

The Lone Ranger and Tonto find themselves in the middle of savage, bloodthirsty, tomahawk wielding injuns! The Lone Ranger says, "Looks like we are at the end of the trail, my friend." Tonto says, "What you mean WE, white man!"

Now, don't you feel better? No?

Then you're a hopeless case.

Just messin' wit ya! As Uncle Joe would say, "Come on, man!"

Better Nate Than Lever!

It might be too late to start my blog today! Very few of you avid readers will see this, because you expect my blog to be published in the morning and this is the afternoon...delight.

It was important for me to do a few chores this morn, and I put my blog on the back burner until right now, at this precious moment in time.

            Precious moments...who gets it? Not me!

I needed to redirt and put vegetable vitamins on our bucket mater plants, mow the semi-neglected yard, water the Hanging Gardens of Babylon (vegetable and flower), weed whip the miserable weeds, walk Chevy Weavy (aka shredder), and listen to the iconic Greg and Dan radio show through my headphones, all at the very same time!!

So, here I am now, writing my blob at 2:24 in the afternoon, CST, in America.

It just don't feel right, does it? Everything seems outta whack, disorientated and discombobulated, but somehow perfectly timed and in the groove. Right? RIGHT? 

In the groove? Have we gone back into ancient history? Next I'll be sayin' "see ya later alligator, after while crocodile, not too soon ya big baboon!"

FYI...I've decided to stop begging you guys and gals to comment. Frankly, it's not befitting an iconic figure such as me. In addition, it's kinda embarrassing for spectators who have no idea what it all means, and you ain't gonna do it anyways!!

That's okay! I'm good wit it! If you get some sadistic pleasure out of making me deeply heartbroken, I don't mind even 1 iota!! NOT~~

i·o·ta

/īˈōdə/

Learn to pronounce

noun

1. 1.

   the ninth letter of the Greek alphabet ( Ι, ι ), transliterated as ‘i.’.
2. 2.

   an extremely small amount.

   "nothing she said seemed to make an iota of difference"

   Similar:

   bit

   mite

   speck

   scrap

   shred

   ounce

   scintilla

   atom

Not a long blog posting today, but remember what the monkey said when he got his tail...Oh. yeah, I used that in another blog post. Never mind!

Went with it anyway! Psych!

I Finally Know Why Y'all Don't Comment!

"You may be right, I may be crazy, but it just may be a lunatic you're looking for..."

Yesterday I made a passionate plea for colorful comments, that would mutually enrich our blogging experience to the nth degree!

to the nth degree

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To the utmost, as in They'd decked out the house to the nth degree. This expression comes from mathematics, where to the nth means “to any required power” (n standing for any number). It was first recorded in 1852.

Out of the over 65, 000 folks who have pageviewed my blog, only 1 faithful friend made a tiny comment.

So you'd think I would conclude that 1. Only one faithful friend is actually reading my crap.

2. Folks are reading, but too ambivalent to comment.

am·biv·a·lent

/amˈbivələnt/

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adjective

1. having mixed feelings or contradictory ideas about something or someone.

   "some loved her, some hated her, few were ambivalent about her"

   Similar:

   equivocal
   

   uncertain
   

   unsure
   

   doubtful
   

   indecisive
   

   inconclusive
   

3. It's a Blogger plot created by anarchists and spoilsports 

at the highest levels of the blogosphere to make me throw in

 the towel!

blog·o·sphere

/ˈbläɡəˌsfir/

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noun

1. personal websites and blogs collective
2. 
   

No! No, no, no ,no, no!!! 

The REAL reason I've been getting a 

microscopic amount of comments is due to the 

fact 

that...um...I forgot what the fact was! Oh, 

yeah, EVERYBODY'S JEALOUS OF ME!!!

I even wrote a song about it!

So, it's all good friends! I get it. 

M.J went through the same thing!

No! Not Michael Jackson!

Michael Jordan!!

I wonder how many folks will take this serially?