Sorry you’re still suffering, Leaky. Nothing like a red-hot icepick into the back.
Burl truly has the emotional maturity of a two-year-old, if that! Controlled entirely by his spinal cord. BTW, Timmy, looks more like half the cake to me.
Perhaps we now know why we never see Timmy’s parents, with him having a Riker’s (Island) Day Care tee.
Their houses are all so similar (with the big dry erase right next to the wall phone right behind the table). These chairs look a little nicer. I was also wondering why Timmy is going to Riker’s; are his parents there? He’s a good little guy.
Timmy might get the excess frosting off the cardboard if he plays his cards right. After all, they did give him A small spare rib at the last cookout to go along with 2 burnt hot dogs. Maybe Burl’s mellowing as he gets older. Then again, probably not!
For Leaky: I am not sure what my wife did for her sciatica. I think she had surgery, but to be honest, she has had so many back surgeries since I met her (and before) I lose track. She now has a pain pump.
Myself, the only thing I had spine related is I had a spur in the back of my C7, had a disc removed and they filed it and put me back together (I think I was a workshop project). I had a small fusion, but no metal. That was in March and I am fine now. The worst part of the whole procedure was I had to wear a neck brace for three months and I hated it. Of course Burl borrowed the neck brace from me to wear until after his settlement from yesterday’s ordeal with the avalanche of cans.
For Sunshine and Vidazzi. Thanks for your remarks on my anosmia. It has caused a few incidents. Some are funny in hindsight, though not at the time. Some advantages are, I don’t have to worry when we drive by the treatment plant or a skunk was run over close by. I can honestly say my S**** don’t stink.
I told my son I have anosmia and he said, “Let me help you out. Your name is Dave, I am your son. I was always your favorite child and whenever you see me you give me at least twenty dollars cash.”
I told him, “I said I have ANOSMIA not AMNESIA!!!”
He said, “well, that stinks!”
How would I know????
I am on vacation this week that is why I have been able to get on more often an reply sooner. I do have some running. When I get back I have an anosmia story involving Thanksgiving and my wife’s slightly Joy moment. See you later everyone!
I believe it was the fall of 2002, I had lost my sense of smell somewhere about 2 or 3 weeks before Thanksgiving. I thought at the time it was only temporary. Though I felt fine, I just figured I had caught some heavy duty cold and was waiting for it to dissipate (still waiting for that).
I was hoping it would be gone by Thanksgiving and of course it wasn’t. I was bitching about not being able to taste my dinner. Okay, more like whining. Couldn’t taste the turkey or gravy, or corn, etc.
Kathy (my wife) had made some pumpkin pies. About two hours after dinner we finally started digging into the deserts. Kathy was cutting the pumpkin pie and a few people, including myself opted for that. After giving a couple guests a plate, she handed me a plate of pie. I normally put whip cream on, but I decided to just eat it plain, or at least start till some one got the whip cream out.
I took a bite and nothing. I looked at Kathy and said, “Dammit, it looks like I lost my sense of taste in my taste buds too! I can’t even taste the sweetness of the pie”!
This was like the emperor’s new clothes. As soon as I said that the other two pushed their plates back and remarked that theirs wasn’t sweetened either. I guess they wanted to be polite.
Kathy dropped her knife into the pie pan and said, “Oh No! I think I forgot to put the sugar in!”
She had made five pies and sent two to her stepson’s. She had me call him. When I called, I asked if he had a good Thanksgiving dinner, he said he had. I then asked if they cut any of their pies yet. He said, “no”. I told him, “don’t bother, just trash em!” I then explained why.
Ok to be fair, it isn’t a pure Joy moment. Joy would have just sprinkled powdered sugar on them and claimed to have been trying some new recipe for a pie done the way it is in some other country. More to the point, it would not have happened to Joy, because she would have bought the pies at a low budget store and claimed to have backed them from scratch.
Even though I can’t smell and I can’t taste flavor, I can taste the real tastes that are experienced from the taste buds on the tongue, i.e. sweet, sour, salty, etc. I also can experience some sensations that give the illusion of tasting such as mint. There is a name for that sensation, but the word escapes me at the moment. I also like dark chocolate, because the bitter-sweet mix gives me the illusion that I can taste the chocolate.
@Gym Shoe, I was also thinking of chiro (but Leaky has not been really specific on problem). I had bad chiro and finally good. I only like the nice gentle kind as my problems were 1) from stress of a job where I was told to do things for which I was not qualified and 2) from working in a fixed position too long on a leather project. My chiro has one of those really $$ massage chairs and I would always go early so I can do that for a while before (and even after if noone else wants to). Even in my 70s I have very little that can’t be fixed with a good deep massage.
A good sense of taste and smell (as well as colors and touch) are all very important to me. I love design of rooms and clothes and I do many arts and crafts as well as make all my own foods and try to improve recipies. I have always told my kids that when I loose my capacities or become permanently disabled, I will say goodbye, because I have had a wonderfully fulfilling life and do not expect more than another decade or 2 at the max. There is no reason for anyone to watch as I diminish from my great vitality and working out with weights etc. I don’t want to discourage others (especially younger people; many of my friends who are decades younger have debilitating problems) but I refuse to take ANY medications, as I told my former Dr regarding Lipitor, and got myself just fine with diet and excersize.
@Dave, not really a Joy moment as you said she would have bought at Costco or Walmart. I had one batch of my whole wheat pizza crust that I forgot to mix in the olive oil when I added the yeast, so before baking I just brushed it on them all. I did not seem all that different. I just bought Chia this week and may mix that in with the milled flax (but they are very hard, so I may hit them with morter and pestle first). I try to use everything recommended as “extra healthy”;-P
leakysqueaky712 over 12 years ago
Good Morning EveroneThanks for the well wishes David,mikie2,Susan and of course my pal Marg
leakysqueaky712 over 12 years ago
Just wanted to say hi…………it feels like someone has a hot branding iron on my spine.(ouch)Y’all be good………….Later good peeps.
margueritem over 12 years ago
Oh Leaky, I’m sorry you’re still in such pain. Are you going to the Dr.?
Love the H. Lector quote…
LLABDDO over 12 years ago
Timmy, you don’t want any of that cake.Burl slobbered all over it when he blew out the candles.Marking his territory, so to speak.YUCK!
LLABDDO over 12 years ago
Good morning everyone.I hope you feel better soon Leaky.
GROG Premium Member over 12 years ago
Nice dunce cap, Burl.
GROG Premium Member over 12 years ago
Hope you’re feeling better, Leaky
mikie2 over 12 years ago
Sorry you’re still suffering, Leaky. Nothing like a red-hot icepick into the back.
Burl truly has the emotional maturity of a two-year-old, if that! Controlled entirely by his spinal cord. BTW, Timmy, looks more like half the cake to me.
Perhaps we now know why we never see Timmy’s parents, with him having a Riker’s (Island) Day Care tee.
SusanSunshine Premium Member over 12 years ago
G’morning everybody — nice to see you Leaky, if briefly.
As everyone else has been saying, hope you feel better soon……
Do hope you’re going to he doctor — and maybe you can come back later for cake.
It doesn’t look home-made, so it’s probably safe.
Must be Marlene and Dale’s house — different chairs, missing keys to the Penny’s house.
But it’s Ma serving the cake, or else Marlene has let her hair go grey….. or the colorist goofed.
And Marlene’s To Do list, so she’s the one who wants to surprise Burl with no present.
I don’t blame her a bit……. but will he cry?
Oh yeah – Happy Birthday Baby Burl. What is this, your 3rd (for the 19th time)?
His cup, appropriately enough, matches his attitude: “Up Yours!”
Once again…. poor Timmy…… Rikers is right. Hope he escapes one day.
SusanSunshine Premium Member over 12 years ago
Funny, Mikie — we crossed in typing… noticed some of the same stuff.
ekw555 over 12 years ago
what’s with the hair of the woman cutting the cake?is that a wig?why does it look like she has a brown sideburn?
Dr.Hydrogen over 12 years ago
It was Timmy who made Burls dunce cap. Smart kid.
vldazzle over 12 years ago
Their houses are all so similar (with the big dry erase right next to the wall phone right behind the table). These chairs look a little nicer. I was also wondering why Timmy is going to Riker’s; are his parents there? He’s a good little guy.
finale over 12 years ago
Timmy might get the excess frosting off the cardboard if he plays his cards right. After all, they did give him A small spare rib at the last cookout to go along with 2 burnt hot dogs. Maybe Burl’s mellowing as he gets older. Then again, probably not!
ChucklinChuck over 12 years ago
Maybe the sideburn is a poorly colored earring? I also prefer red lips on the ladies. The black mouths look too much like mustaches.
Hussell over 12 years ago
For Leaky: I am not sure what my wife did for her sciatica. I think she had surgery, but to be honest, she has had so many back surgeries since I met her (and before) I lose track. She now has a pain pump.
Myself, the only thing I had spine related is I had a spur in the back of my C7, had a disc removed and they filed it and put me back together (I think I was a workshop project). I had a small fusion, but no metal. That was in March and I am fine now. The worst part of the whole procedure was I had to wear a neck brace for three months and I hated it. Of course Burl borrowed the neck brace from me to wear until after his settlement from yesterday’s ordeal with the avalanche of cans.
For Sunshine and Vidazzi. Thanks for your remarks on my anosmia. It has caused a few incidents. Some are funny in hindsight, though not at the time. Some advantages are, I don’t have to worry when we drive by the treatment plant or a skunk was run over close by. I can honestly say my S**** don’t stink.
I told my son I have anosmia and he said, “Let me help you out. Your name is Dave, I am your son. I was always your favorite child and whenever you see me you give me at least twenty dollars cash.”
I told him, “I said I have ANOSMIA not AMNESIA!!!”
He said, “well, that stinks!”
How would I know????
I am on vacation this week that is why I have been able to get on more often an reply sooner. I do have some running. When I get back I have an anosmia story involving Thanksgiving and my wife’s slightly Joy moment. See you later everyone!
billdi Premium Member over 12 years ago
got to love the up yours cup
SusanSunshine Premium Member over 12 years ago
I think GymShoe is right, it’s definitely Marlene.
Looking at some early November strips, those are indeed her glasses, not Ma’s …..
And she always wears tose big, high triangular earrings — these are actually bright red, not brown, if you enlarge the image.
And Billdi called it —
Not quite sure why it makes ALL of her hair look grey, but rather than a coloring mistake, it’s a head full of grey curlers, under a net.
Probably grey perm rods, in fact — cos they’re exactly what makes the sort of little-old-lady poodle perms Marlene might get.
She may even be serving cake with her head soaked with stinky perm solution….
I bet Joy’s helping with her perm, so she’s having the party at HER house instead of wasting time going to theirs.
SusanSunshine Premium Member over 12 years ago
Love the way football makes even the half-dead rise to the occasion. LOL.
Glad to see you though, Leaky!
Hussell over 12 years ago
My Wife’s Unintentional Joy Moment
My wife has her own little Joy situation.
I believe it was the fall of 2002, I had lost my sense of smell somewhere about 2 or 3 weeks before Thanksgiving. I thought at the time it was only temporary. Though I felt fine, I just figured I had caught some heavy duty cold and was waiting for it to dissipate (still waiting for that).
I was hoping it would be gone by Thanksgiving and of course it wasn’t. I was bitching about not being able to taste my dinner. Okay, more like whining. Couldn’t taste the turkey or gravy, or corn, etc.
Kathy (my wife) had made some pumpkin pies. About two hours after dinner we finally started digging into the deserts. Kathy was cutting the pumpkin pie and a few people, including myself opted for that. After giving a couple guests a plate, she handed me a plate of pie. I normally put whip cream on, but I decided to just eat it plain, or at least start till some one got the whip cream out.
I took a bite and nothing. I looked at Kathy and said, “Dammit, it looks like I lost my sense of taste in my taste buds too! I can’t even taste the sweetness of the pie”!
This was like the emperor’s new clothes. As soon as I said that the other two pushed their plates back and remarked that theirs wasn’t sweetened either. I guess they wanted to be polite.
Kathy dropped her knife into the pie pan and said, “Oh No! I think I forgot to put the sugar in!”
She had made five pies and sent two to her stepson’s. She had me call him. When I called, I asked if he had a good Thanksgiving dinner, he said he had. I then asked if they cut any of their pies yet. He said, “no”. I told him, “don’t bother, just trash em!” I then explained why.
Ok to be fair, it isn’t a pure Joy moment. Joy would have just sprinkled powdered sugar on them and claimed to have been trying some new recipe for a pie done the way it is in some other country. More to the point, it would not have happened to Joy, because she would have bought the pies at a low budget store and claimed to have backed them from scratch.
Even though I can’t smell and I can’t taste flavor, I can taste the real tastes that are experienced from the taste buds on the tongue, i.e. sweet, sour, salty, etc. I also can experience some sensations that give the illusion of tasting such as mint. There is a name for that sensation, but the word escapes me at the moment. I also like dark chocolate, because the bitter-sweet mix gives me the illusion that I can taste the chocolate.
See you tomorrow everybody!!!
erwinbert over 12 years ago
“It’s not TWO pieces of cake, Timmy… it’s ONE!”
vldazzle over 12 years ago
@Gym Shoe, I was also thinking of chiro (but Leaky has not been really specific on problem). I had bad chiro and finally good. I only like the nice gentle kind as my problems were 1) from stress of a job where I was told to do things for which I was not qualified and 2) from working in a fixed position too long on a leather project. My chiro has one of those really $$ massage chairs and I would always go early so I can do that for a while before (and even after if noone else wants to). Even in my 70s I have very little that can’t be fixed with a good deep massage.
vldazzle over 12 years ago
A good sense of taste and smell (as well as colors and touch) are all very important to me. I love design of rooms and clothes and I do many arts and crafts as well as make all my own foods and try to improve recipies. I have always told my kids that when I loose my capacities or become permanently disabled, I will say goodbye, because I have had a wonderfully fulfilling life and do not expect more than another decade or 2 at the max. There is no reason for anyone to watch as I diminish from my great vitality and working out with weights etc. I don’t want to discourage others (especially younger people; many of my friends who are decades younger have debilitating problems) but I refuse to take ANY medications, as I told my former Dr regarding Lipitor, and got myself just fine with diet and excersize.
vldazzle over 12 years ago
@Dave, not really a Joy moment as you said she would have bought at Costco or Walmart. I had one batch of my whole wheat pizza crust that I forgot to mix in the olive oil when I added the yeast, so before baking I just brushed it on them all. I did not seem all that different. I just bought Chia this week and may mix that in with the milled flax (but they are very hard, so I may hit them with morter and pestle first). I try to use everything recommended as “extra healthy”;-P