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Since I seemed to derail the thread there. I have a knack for identifying birds. Probably about 90 percent of the local birds by common name. I found a red tail hawk on the road years ago that someone had shot thru the head. Probably stalking their poultry. I was in awe at how big and beautiful it was. So I started watching them. Its seemed they started getting use to me and when I was out they would sometimes fly very close by to see what I was all about. Another winter I was holed up emptying vodka bottles at an alarming rate I picked up a suet cake feeder and started watching. I had a little grey bird with a pointed head like a cardinal. I pcied up a book and met my first tufted titmouse. That started the love of birds. After ,my grandfather died, my grandmother got depressed. I put up some feeders around her windows and gave her a field guide. It re helped bring her out as well as it helped me stop drinking so much that one winter long ago.
I recently finally got my passenger to move out. It took a hell of a long time. I asked, I demanded, and in the end. I gave a notice to vacate. She did leave. I gave her the notice on Feb 13th.
I had had enough. I'm making big changes in my life. I've been supporting too many people for too long. I've got a few good years to burn up some tires on my bike. And I am truly looking fwd to it. Chilli is again riding solo. Hanging my 2-up on the wall for the rare ocassion my youngest daughter wants to go for a ride. I've cut my freeloading dropout of college daughter off. Maybe not having any spending money will motivate her to get a job. Probably the worst thing I ever did was start giving her the child support money when she turned 18 to help her through school. All it did was help her eat fast food and buy tons of crap she didn't need. My special talent is being a cold hearted bastard from what I hear.. but sometimes you just have to be:-)
Now that's the truth,men. 
. . . which they claim we don't say often enough. They should understand that we are "thinking it". That takes the place of having to say it five times a day. 
DC, I think you forgot one.......Of course I love you dear!
It's sometimes used in conjunction with the other three.
There are only three responses to the wife that you need to have on hand:
Yes Dear.
No Dear.
It won't happen again Dear.
Quote from: pcarrell on February 21, 2013, 23:10:13 PM20+ years of marriage has taught me a thing or two! ***Yes folks, he can be taught!***
;Dl LOL.......marriage is great......if the partner is compatible,that is....I love to keep my wife on her toes....she sure keeps me on mine,with those "blonde moments."Ask Driftingirl I posted one of these moments on her vaca thread...... 
20+ years of marriage has taught me a thing or two! ***Yes folks, he can be taught!***
Quote from: pcarrell on February 20, 2013, 12:08:05 PM.....and a bunch of Bon Bon's for if he doesn't come home at all.
how true pc lol
LOL.....It's a good thing my wife has a sense of humor ....believe me she paid me back for that joke....and I'm sure you guys already assumed this.....there are no scales in my house hold.......
.....and a bunch of Bon Bon's for if he doesn't come home at all.
Quote from: Drift1 on February 19, 2013, 21:01:18 PMHaaa.....my wife stopped asking me that when I bought her a scale for her birthday years back.
.................and how long were you in the hospital??
Another good answer to avoid is, "No darling, it actually helps to hide some of your fat."
John.
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