new sign for Bird and evolving into 'get off my lawn' guy

I live on a street that has no speed limit signs and a few speeders from time to time. While I haven't achieved rake throwing status that my dad did in slowing down the select few (yes, he used to throw rakes at speeders), I will make the widest and slowest turn ever on the lawnmower into the street if I see someone chugging down the road. Funny thing is, the speeders are the grandmas of the area. The Seinfeld bit on old drivers (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=24psdnXhsEk) rings true.

I have an invisible fence in the yard and my dog Bird will lay in the shade right at the border of the fence line so I had the local print shop make the attached sign. It at least makes people slow down to read it (and see the coolest dog) so it works.

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Skegemog 2025 - changing species in the live well, giggling at Rundgren lyrics and JVic takes the weekend

The 2025 Skegemog Invitational is complete. No team battles this year as individuals and individual team boats were up for the big bucks and bragging rights for biggest fish. 

The team boat competition on Saturday morning was fierce as the Al C. boat 'only' brought in four keepers, however, those four had more poundage than the five out of my boat so Al's team took the money. 

Saturday afternoon/evening's fish session brought about some challenging winds but the JVic/Gus combination resurrected their 2000-something jigging magic to bring in a 14+ pound bag.

Jim M. was on both winning boats for poundage and brought in a 3+ pound pike for the biggest fish of the weekend (whole lot of 2+ pounders but not many jumbos).    

As far as entertainment, the Todd Rundgren reference to "Leroy, boy" in the "We Gotta Get You a Woman" song will forever at this point make me laugh for no reason. 

Also entertaining was a group within our possie (who shall be nameless to protect the innocent) that claimed they caught a smallmouth bass, put it in the live well, checked on it a few minutes later and it was now a largemouth, The three guys that were in the boat confirmed but fellow fishermen were skeptical.

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future angler

Mountain Bike Patroller Revisited - marital bliss

While it's been a few years since I donned the mountain bike patroller jersey, you can take the jersey away from the patroller but can't take the lessons learned on the process. Case in point Saturday evening as I was pedaling home on the bike path from a local establishment. About 100 yards in front of me past a few elderly ladies I see what I thought was a bicyclist go down as all I saw was aluminum in the air. Upon closer inspection, it was a 70-something man on his walker; off his walker. The two ladies and I got him up and besides a nice skin scrape on his forearm, he seemed okay but guessing he was going to be in some pain the following morning as falling on a paved path hurts, no matter how young/old you are.

We managed to get a hold of his sister who lived down the road and came to pick him up. While waiting, I asked the man where he was coming from and he replied Elberta, about two miles away from where we found him. His walker was one of those that had a seat. My mom had one of those and they are made for individuals that need a rest every 10 yards or so. With that, I was shocked that this frail man had made it this far. Upon further inquiry, he revealed that he and his wife had a fight, "I told her I was leaving," he said. You made it this far in life with your wife, why fight now but have seen fighting couples who seem to live for the fight so enjoy the bliss.

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Police Logs - a lot of suspicious situations

The local paper in the metropolis I live in (it's the smallest county in terms of land area in the state) publishes the police log regularly. A lot of suspicious situations being reported:

The log title is the click bait 
but after clicking you get...

yes, there was a breaking and entering 
and that is all the information you get

nothing good happens after midnight

to the kid who got busted for the truancy, 

it's tough to skip school when you have 30 

kids total in your graduating class 

seven total 'suspicious situations' if my count if correct - 
it's either the many elderly in the area calling them in or
crystal meth morons on a bad high

the minor in possession was probably
the kid skipping class

angry person at 9AM
is not good
 

Wet Nose Dog (that would be a cool band name)

My house is very dog friendly as most dogs can look out the windows without having to climb on furniture. An extra chore comes from having such a luxury, however, as all the windows look like the bottom pictures at the end of the day.

Off to buy some Windex.

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Bird at my side while I stare 
at my work computer.

two minutes later when Bird leaves the room

Spring Break Photos

Attached are my photos from my shark expedition off the coast of Madagascar a few weeks back. The great beast took a nibble from my leg but I managed to fight him off and claim victory....

Yeah, fake news, I got a new hip from years of stopping and starting the hips that support this large melon atop my head during sports activities and here is the post x-ray. More gruesome than having a shark bite is when the physical therapist tells you what they do during the hip replacement process. A lot of hammering and forcing of that white/pointy object you see to the left.

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Drugs

You know you have reached old age status when you are on a first name basis with the local pharmacy's cashier. Five pills were added to my collection this past week as a byproduct of a new hip I received. One pill to help with swelling, one for bleeding, one for blood clot prevention, one to help poop and one for pain. This added to my current pill to help me from having to pee eight times a night and we have quite a collection. I'm still amazed that each pill knows exactly what to do. I'm also amazed at how many stupid drug commercials and drug names are out there. I had to experience a wealth of them this week while laid up.  Who are the wackos coming up with these names?

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