I was walking past the mental hospital the other day, and all the patients were shouting, "13...13....13...13."

The fence was too high to see over, but I saw a little gap in the planks and looked through to see what was going on.

Someone poked me in the eye with a stick.

Then they all started shouting. "14...14...14...14....."
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I skipped the Thursday Men's League Golf Scramble this morning. My ribcage is still tweaked. So it's work and work today, without the three-miles golf walk and/or the convivial stuff that accompanies a half-round with three other men talking about trivial things like food prices, gasoline prices, how-green-everything-got-since-last-week and beer.

Trying to act adult here, I am going to allow the injury to repair itself before I do any twisting with a golf club in my hands.

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Big Brown, a Kentucky Derby favorite, has the outside post position for Saturday's big horse race. That's the number 20 gate! Oh my, but that far position may change the odds slightly.

I never play the favorite. I won't tell you my picks until tomorrow.

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Hobbes had a good day yesterday. I see he did some blogging again. He and the other young one, Doobie, are currently playing in the bathroom and trying to get in and out of the sink cabinet doors. Earlier, they were scrapping over who got to capture my wingback TV easy chair.

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I played miniature golf once, missed every shot, except the last very difficult one on the course. Made a hole in one, got a free game. The manager of the little course was dumbfounded.

regarding Big Brown--a story in our local paper says there are so many in the combine that owns him the odds will be very slanted in his favor. Not being a gambler I really don't know what that means but thought you might like to know!

good joke. I have trouble with the "arthur" in my back, hips and knees as far as golf is concerned and I miss not being able to to it as often as I used to. When I do go out and hit a bucket of balls, I end up regretting it the next day. But, hey, its golf...whdaya gonna do? Ya can't not do it.

reguards
yer ya just gotta have yer priorities in order pal
bugg

Loved the joke, excellent

Jon I shared your joke (at the top of blog) with the whole office today...I had to everyone was wondering why I was laughing so hard.. Tell Doobie to be a good kitty and share with Hobbes..

You and hobbie should take up fishing, it seems less stressful

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Hi Jondude! I just went to visit Hobbie. Now I'm coming to visit you. I'm glad he had a good day. I will visit you again. from Waterloo

Poor Hobbes! Boo has his knitted hat right now that he loves dearly. He carries it around then calls all of us to see what he has captured!

comment by angiedw on May 1, 2008 7:26 AM ()

My nikname is Boo too.

reply by hobbie on May 1, 2008 8:04 AM ()

Doobie wont let me onna chair!