Friday, April 20, 2012

ALL OF MY THOUGHTS ARE RANDOM; Fishducky Friday

Welcome to Fishducky Friday.
   I'll be over HERE at Close Encounters with the Night Kind.  Then this evening the winners of the kindle fire/$250, writing and art contest will be announced.


    Now take it away, Fishducky!


ALL OF MY THOUGHTS ARE RANDOM
   
My father-in-law normally parked in his driveway, but he got a ticket—twice—for parking in front of his house during street cleaning time, directly under the warning sign.  He posted a sign of his own on top of the city’s warning.  It read, “Don’t park here, Stupid!”
                                                              
    My mother-in-law wrote a book (one handmade copy—not published) for each of my kids when they were small.  My daughter’s was “Reader Nameless” (she told me she prefers to be nameless in future posts) because at age 4 she kept begging me to teach her to read.  I hired a college student since I didn’t feel capable of doing the job.  She was reading at about a 4th grade level when she started kindergarten.  Matt’s book was “Me, Matthew”.  I remember one part very clearly.  It went, “Matthew’s mommy got him a haircut.  It was very short.  His mommy called it a crew cut.  His grandmother called it a shame.”
    I had a friend who used to do the New York Times crossword puzzles in ink.  (So do I, but I don’t brag about it.  She DID!)  I bought her several books of the Times puzzles & mailed them to her as a gift.  I actually sent only half of each book.  I tore out the back half—where the answers are printed--& sent those to her husband’s office with instructions to let me know when she found it necessary to ask for help.
    Bud’s friend, Bernie, used to drive him & another friend, Ralph, to law school every day.  Bernie weighed maybe 150 pounds, soaking wet.  The other two weighed 200+, EACH.  Bernie drove a little MG.  The third passenger had to sit on the second one’s lap.  The car, not surprisingly, developed a permanent tilt.
    Two of my favorite things in the world are béarnaise sauce & cash flow—not necessarily in that order.
    My dad passed away while he was in the hospital.  After his death, his mail came to our house so we could take care of his bills.  There was a bill from a doctor for a “short hospital visit” AFTER his death.  Bud called the billing service to straighten it out & was told “If the doctor says he saw him, he saw him!”  (I suppose the reason it was a “short hospital visit” COULD have been due to the fact that my dad was already dead.)  My husband told them to please go ahead & sue us.  He told them he was a lawyer & would love to put the doctor on the stand to explain what he had done for my father at that visit.  We never heard from them again.
    We were treated to a beautiful sight on the freeway recently.  A California Highway Patrolman (the guy who gives you tickets) was on the shoulder, kneeling down by his car & changing a flat tire.  It made US smile, anyway!
    There was a restaurant in Monterey, CA called Neil DeVon’s Steak House.  Bud was stationed at nearby Fort Ord & he & his friends would often eat there.  I’m not sure of my husband’s dietary practices at that restaurant, but one day the manager jokingly (?) said to him, “Lt. F------, we’re happy to have you as such a steady customer.  However, in the future, would you mind bringing your own butter?”  He DID bring in a pound at his next visit.
    We were driving on a side street & my husband said something (not important what) & I told him, “You’re RIGHT!”  He started to pull over as if to park & I asked him why he was stopping.  He told me he had to find a piece of paper & a pen so he could write down what I said, & would I please sign & date it?
Until next Friday----fishducky

25 comments:

  1. I love that he brought a lb. of butter the next time. If I remember correctly didn't you have a friend that brought a live chicken to a cook out?

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  2. Fishducky must have written this after drinking half a gallon of espresso.

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  3. The crosswords I've done in ink, had to scratch a few out though..haha...had to laugh about the sign and the signing and dating of the letter was a good move..haha

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  4. BARBARA--You're welcome--love your bee!
    BODACIOUS--That was Bud & me.
    TONY--Why? Do you find it odder than usual?
    PAT--I've had to make some corrections, too--but pencil feels like cheating!

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  5. Hilarious. My favorite is "his grandmother called it a shame."

    Love,
    Janie

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  6. Excessive butter & cash flow. Yay for all the products of colonial grandiosity.

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  7. JANIE--I liked it! ( & he wishes he had enough hair to do it now!)
    FRANKANDMARY--I'll second that!

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  8. This is quite funny.

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  9. I would have loved to hear about that short doctor visit--LOL! The nerve!
    Love your posts! :)

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  10. This is so fun. I love it. That doctor's bill sounds like something that would happen to me--with my luck--I better never die ;)

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  11. What a refreshing post girl and Bud and I have something in common. I was stationed at Ft. Ord from May of 1968 to Oct. At the time I was a buck private and making less than $100 a month so it was not a good time except for being close to the beach.
    Thanks for the smiles.
    Have a great weekend.

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  12. Did you SERIOUSLY get a bill from a doctor after your father died?? Oh your Fishducky always has interesting stories!!! lol

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  13. SHIRLEY--Thank you!
    RITA--Bud would have loved to get him under oath.
    ELISA--DON'T DIE!! Besides, it sounds like something that's more likely to happen to Melynda!
    ODIE--I guess you couldn't afford to eat at DeVon's. The surrounding area (Big Sur, Monterey, etc.) was beautiful. Fort Ord, not so much!

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  14. I love the way your mind works! Unpredictable, but always funny.

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  15. You and your hubby are such fun couple. I would like to see a cop ( any cop) change his tires.
    That doctor - - well I don't like to swear, but do people not have an inner voice any more or am I right to blame this on HMOs and protocols?

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  16. This was typical Fishducky! lol

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  17. Do tell, how did the crossword girl fare? Did she have to "eat" her words?

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    1. I don't know--I think she made her husband swear not to tell me!

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  18. INGER--Bud says "the way my mind works" is an oxymoron!
    MUNIR--It could have been the fault of his billing service, but I guess he HAD submitted the bill! I think you're right--NO inner voice!
    CRAZINESS--I'm glad you can laugh at my life--I laugh at yours all the time!!

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  20. I enjoyed reading your little stories, thanks! LOL @ your husband wanting to document that he was right. :)

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    1. Thank YOU! It's not as if it happens very often...

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