Sports Illustrated’s infamous football phone. The only good thing that ever came out of the NFL…
Is the first month of the new year almost over already? Geez, it will be 2029 before we know it. I guess we better hurry up and answer this week’s Share Your World before it expires and turns green. As always, the questions are hosted by Melanie…
Don’t fumble this at the goal line…
What age would you like to live to?
Geez, I don’t even know how to answer this. Until life gets too unbearable or unsatisfying to continue living… why would you even consider a certain stopping point being acceptable? Who knows, I just might feel fan-fucking-tastic when I’m 80…
I guess I’ll settle for outliving Buster…
What mystery do you wish you knew the answer to?
I actually think this has been asked before, because I remember dredging up my picture of Jimmy Hoffa! Not that I really care about what happened to Hoffa… he’s just a favorite reference of mine.
How about the answers to some backyard squirrel mysteries. Like why do I have a squirrel with two tails?
Because I look so much cuter with an extra tail!
Or why do I have a squirrel with an invisible tail?
Maybe you should ask yourself why you have X-ray vision!
Or why is there a squirrel wormhole in my backyard?
Now entering the fifth dimension… in the Age of Aquarius.
Does absolute power corrupt absolutely?
Yes. And Absolut Vodka corrupts absolutely as well…
For the power hungry wino in your family…
What outdoor activity haven’t you tried, but would like to?
Cow tipping
It has to be more fun than sheep tipping…
Please free free to share some gratitude from your world!
After almost six weeks of being unavailable due to some “outage,” Photobucket finally has all of my photos back up and accessible again…. so I can finally dig through my squirrel archive again without having to load up memory sticks. I’ve been with Photobucket for about 12 years now, and have watched it morph from one of the biggest and most respected cloud photo hosting sites to one of the sketchiest and sleaziest. This was never a problem back in the days of real photos on real paper…
Honest and trustworthy. Mind if we check out those photos of yours, Bill?
Evil Squirrel's Nest 
I figure I’ll die when my body says to do it. I have no current plans for an early exit.
Speaking of toilets, ours broke as soon as you fixed yours. It turns out there were no joists supporting it and if the bowl hadn’t cracked, one of use would have gone right through the floor into the basement. All that was under it was 1/2″ of plywood and a layer of linoleum. It held up for 44 years.
Geez, that reminds me of the toilet… hell, the whole bathroom floor at the house I grew up in. That floor was rotted through and through… I don’t know how any of us didn’t end up in the basement. And maybe one of the reasons I was happy to move into a house with a slab (Until said slab cost me several thousands dollars to have jackhammered up)….
everything with 80 is good… but to be 80 and to live in the 80’s… not sure LOL
Grannies with big hair!
I never really thought much about how or when I would exit this life until I got this danged old – I just hope I go gracefully and not hooked up to a million hoses and needles and tanks. Nope – I just want to fly away. Glad you got your photos back!!
Pam
Definitely agree on the hooked up part. Though I don’t know if that would be better or worse than meeting one’s demise underneath the hot muffler of a bus. Hold on, let me ask Buster what that’s like…
Thanks E.S. for your timely Sharing of Your World! 🙂 I’m glad your photos were retrieved without too much angst, but it seems prudent to back those up onto the sticks, because it sounds like Photobucket is rotted, more than your bathroom floor. Oddly I had the same thing happen at my old house, they said the toilet was precariously balanced on a 2×4. Um. Given that my now deceased hubby weighed over 400+ pounds, it is a miracle that thing didn’t snap in half and send him hurtling into the spider infested crawl space under the house. Or send me…ugggghh – doesn’t bear thinking about. I live on a slab now and have found it came with it’s own challenges vis a vis plumbing. In the guest bath apparently they squished the main outlet pipe to make it fit into the pre-molded concrete which connected to the sewer pipe. Certain expressions of relief from the lower intestine do not fit into the misshapen opening and it’s been frustrating and disgusting dealing with the back-up every time someone takes a sh*t. I now direct folks to the ‘master’ bath where I have to hide all my personal items so someone can use it without seeing those. *sigh* Well at least we ain’t forced to go outdoors. Although there’s no issue with simply dropping into a hole in a wooden bench… Thanks again for your share of world! It’s illuminating, as always!
Ooh, cow tipping! While there is no shortage of cows near me, I have yet to feel the urge to piss off tons of cows (in both quantity and weight)… but I’m sure it would make for a memorable adventure! 😛
Yeah…. and notice they call it cow tipping and not bull tipping. Who would dare be THAT brave?
Sorry for dragging Photobucket down into the dirt but I have to store my “special” pictures somewhere…
Awwww, you have a stash of possum photos! And look what they did to Photobucket…
Yes, possum photos, that’s exactly what they are…
Love the squirrel in a blur! Have you tried chocolate vodka? I’m addicted.
I don’t drink alcohol… but I’m not even a fan of chocolate milk, so I’m not sure what I’d think of it!