Biggest sale ever

Again. And again. It's Friday, the day after Thanks Giving and people everywhere are foaming at the mouth to spend money (they probably don't have) wait in long lines before the sun comes up, kicking, screaming, fighting for a parking place, all to get what, those gifts on sale? The ones that get returned on the day after Xmas? The one day only get up early pre-sale? What is that? You can't tell me it isn't all going to be on sale again. For an even better price. Because it will be. (the day after Xmas) And what about the poor sales people that have to put up with it all? I sat at the dinner table yesterday between dinner and desert and listened to the conversation about today's plans. Who had what, when to get there, oh can you get this for me while your there and I'll buy your... And my Mom bless her. She tried her best to enlist my help and go shopping with her. Tried all kinds of ways. Years Of shopping as a sport have taught me that the Friday after Thanks Giving and the day after Xmas are better spent having a root canal. Have fun Mom, call me when you and poor Dad get back. Oh and while your there can you pick me up... R-

IT'S TIME TO PLAY WHO HAS THE MOST DRAMA!!!!!!

Ever see those people with broad shoulders? The ones some mistook for having bad fashion sense cause they are still wearing shoulder pads? They aren't pads. They are the dumping off point of others dramas. Yesterday between the house phone and my cell, I clocked hundreds of drama miles. Too bad you can't cash them in for some spa time. Every phone call or persons visit contained drama of some kind. And some came with attitude. Must have been the you have three minutes to talk. Hey, that was about all the time there was between the calls. I think it would be a great game show to lay out your personal drama in front of say a panel on non experts and see who they thought was the best of the best. Not to make light of some things but why yesterday, I have no idea? And to think that they all think I am the stable one. The voice of reason. What scars me is that with many of them, I am. R-

Can you believe it

The other day I was driving on interstate 95 with one of those donuts for a back tire. I have been told not to go over 55mph. I was doing 60 and was in the slow lane. I had to go to work. I was yelled at, honked at and cursed at. Excuse me but in some places the speed limit was 55. I had a truck up my trunk trying to intimate me. The final straw as the cement truck that ran me off the road. Sorry wasn't going fast enough in my porsche. But honey, I got the tire replaced now. I would be scared. Very scared. Cause I really do own a porsche. R-

Take my money. Please.

OK, I know I'm one to do things differently but I am one person who is resourceful if nothing else. I am still without power since Wilma blew through South Florida and parts North. No power means no business and money isn't rolling in. So I am rolling my change. And no one seems to want it. Well, too bad. That's what I have and that's what you'll get. Now some are happy to get the rolled dimes and nickels. They don't have to go to the bank. Speaking of... The bank doesn't want it unless I roll it and have an account. But the 800 # I called said yes for a fee they would roll it. I can take it to the grocery stores but they want 8 cents on the dollar. Hey I have lots of coins. So I sit and roll a little everyday. They should be glad I'm not bring them my pennies. And I have lots of those. R-

I wonder what it would take...

Last night it took four people, and over a dozen phone calls to get someone to do something about three live wires sparking and flying free around in the air. The first 911 call was at 8:50 PM. The power company showed up at 2 AM to fix the wires. The beeping from the meter took 17 hours total to shut off. Glad it wasn't serious. R-