Friday, January 27, 2017

FRIDAY FUNNIES

How did we all get so old?


Lew (67), Karl (80), Steve (67), Bruce/Catalyst (76).

Lunch yesterday of four old geezers who used to be part of the news staff at Channel 12 in Phoenix.

Oh well.

Let's get on to the business of the day, Gentle Readers.











Well, old friends (oops, sorry 'bout that), er, Gentle Readers, maybe this weekend you should get your joy by watching a tennis match.

(I was really ticked last night when the news had a story about all of the OLD players who made it to the finals in the Australian tournament.

They were all in their 30's!)

Hey, have a great weekend and always remember to keep laughing!

Here, kitty-kitty . . .

(Oh, no, even him?)


Wednesday, January 25, 2017

SNOW WHITE


Central Arizona's Black Hills have a white topping today.


Monday, January 23, 2017

TAKING A BREAK

What a way to begin a week.

Catalyst is going to put Oddball Observations to sleep for awhile, to renew its energy, perhaps.

I read about Lucy doing this and after much thought decided I would follow her, with the same options she stated.

So I'll be around . . . lurking, occasionally commenting on other blogs I read, and probably posting from time to time.

Just not as often.

Call it a fallback position.

Ta-ta.

Saturday, January 21, 2017

WIN - (brrrrr) - TER


Lori, burdened by the needs of her dog Reggie, hits the streets much earlier than I do.

She left me some photographic views of her early morning "Winter Wonderland".




Rick and Reggie


Wearing his winter garb.

Sorry, Reggie, too cold for me.

Friday, January 20, 2017

FRIDAY FUNNIES

Oh, darn, sorry I'm late with this.


I got an email from a friend a while ago.

It said "Geez.  I didn't realize that we live in such a s*** hole until just a few minutes ago.  I think I'm afraid to go outside."


Apparently this year's election has even divided some families.



Oh well, we have a new president.

Let's just get over it and get on with our lives.



And remember, we need to concentrate on more imminent dangers - there's snow in the forecast.


All right.

Everybody get the picture?


I give up.

Listen up, Gentle Readers.

Please go out there and have an excruciatingly fab weekend and give yourselves a break: keep laughing!

Here, kitty-kitty . . . Hey, where's the dog?