So Larry... why the long face?

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Rose

 

 

 

Some say my pomes are feeble

Lame, a bit uncouth –

 

Not at all cerebral

no wisdom in my tooth –

 

They’re lacking inspiration

poise, pizzazz and zip –

 

There’s no imagination

no chuckle in my quips,

 

To some they’re quite annoying

They write and tell me so –

They suggest I buy a vowel

then tell me where to go,

Some say my poem’s redundant

Seen one, you’ve seen em’ all –

 

This type of rhyme’s abundant

it’s written on the walls –

I’ll not though be discouraged

Tis you for whom I write -

The rose that I see clearly

each and every night.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



In The News

A worker at a yardstick factory in Riobamba, Ecuador discovered in the pocket of a coat he bought at the Saturday flea market, what appeared to be a ticket stub from a shoe repair shop in Manhattan.

 

Researchers determined it to be from 1904.

It was preserved in acid-free plastic and mailed to a curator at the New York Museum of Art.

 

The curator was able to locate the shoe repair shop and presented the stub to the current owners, thinking they might put it on display, however, upon briefly glancing at the stub the owner replied;

 

 

“They’ll be ready Tuesday.”

 

 

Cora Spondance

 

 

 

Dear Wally

 

We made it to Vegas around April 3^rd.  Stanly - he’s the one I told you about in my last letter; anyway, he opened up his own practice as a dog psychologist. 

 

We both thought he would have it made as there are no other dog psychologists’ here in town.  Remember how I told you how awfully smart he is?  Well apparently I was mistaken.  As it turns out he has a very difficult time analyzing the dogs as most of them have been trained from an early age to stay off the couch.  He can't get them to open up to him if they're just wandering around the room smelling table legs or scratching at the door to get out.

 

I made have made a mistake Wally.  Can you ever forgive me?  Did you remember to feed Peter? 

 

I’m thinking of coming back – if you’ll have me.  Can I bring you anything from Vegas?  I have a few hotel towels and a couple glasses from Cesar’s Palace.  I'll explain the damage to the car when I get home. 

 

If you could send me some gas money Wally it would help a lot.

 

 

Love

Cora



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The Brink of Insanity

   

We called a plumber the other day.  The faucet in the shower was dripping and wouldn’t stop.

 

There is a plumbing supply place not too far from us called Brinker’s, so we called them.  It cost $69.00 just to have the guy show up at the door.

 

We showed him what we needed and he went out to his truck and came back with a new faucet. 

 

How much is it? We asked.

 

“It’s $300.00”

 

Yikes!  We replied.

 

“That doesn’t include the cost of installing it” says the plumber.

 

What does the total job cost?

 

(Here’s the part where he spends 9 minutes using his I,I,I pad to figure it out). 

 

“I can do it for $800.00”

 

It’s just a dripping faucet.

 

“Well it’s $800.00”

 

We sent him away (with our check for $69.00) and went to the hardware store and bought the same new fixture the plumber showed us.  It was $89.00 instead of his $300.00

 

This weekend we will attempt to remove and replace the thing ourselves.

 

Hey…

 

 

What’s the worse that can happen?

 

 

Faucet with Leak