Archive for September, 2015

Run For It Grandpa

Thursday, September 24th, 2015

Life is to be lived until you drop! At 79, it was fun to be a teen-ager again.. This sign will tell you. When Robby found it, it was covered in much and rusted. Some of the story can’t be told–but here is the rest of the story—

Arleney and the Emema

Sunday, September 20th, 2015

Those of you who know me well know that I am a very private person when it comes to certain aspects of my life. It is with somewhat reluctance that I tell you of this happening. First, I am 79 tears old. Arleney is a little younger. I had Pituitary tumor surgery in 2012. It messed up a whole lot of the physical aspects of my life, one being the digestive system. I must carefully watch what I eat. About two weeks ago I must have goofed up and have not been able to go to the re…stroom. I tried laxative (massive dosages) and even had a huge order of Biscuits and Gravy at the Richmaid restaurant in Lodi—That didn’t even work and I absolutely hate what is coming next. Arleney insists I strip down and go lay on the bed in a fetal position. Oh My God, no! Finally she persuaded me to do that and more. the she inserts this enema up my rear end. I am almost in tears. “Bunky”, she says, “you must really have a problem. Nothing is happening. I must push it further” Now, I am writhing in pain as she shoves it a little bit more. She squeezed and squeezed but nothing would come out. “Bunky, you are going to have to go to a doctor as you must be too compacted!” Then she says, “I might as well remove the enema” and pulled it from my body. She then broke into her hysterical laugh! “Bunky” she said, “I forgot to take the┬álid off!

Trump For President

Sunday, September 13th, 2015

I am not very good at portraits and I do not consider myself political (although I am a flaming liberal). I could not resist myself in honoring one nominee. Here is “Trump For President”