Wisdom Galore

When growing up during World War II my immigrant parents often lectured me on the Democrat Party, “they are for the workin’ man” Dad would say. Then he and Mom went on living conservative lives despising the idea of getting “charity” from the government.
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Don’t Mess With Mikey

Indiana School Childrens' Class In Gun Safety.

Indiana School Childrens’ Class In Gun Safety. (Photo credit: D’oh Boy)

About thirty years ago, I taught my young son how to shoot a gun. I believed my kids should know about weapons and I wanted to teach them proper use and safety. Evidently, some of it rubbed off because my young son recently took up shooting with a hand gun for sport. He began by taking a gun safety class. Here are his targets using a handgun for the first time in his life.

I recommend you think twice if you intend to mess with him on the street, when you break into his home, or if you harm one of his kids.

Who Me?

Always Postpone Meetings with Time-Wasting Morons

Always Postpone Meetings with Time-Wasting Morons (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

A fellow blogger, Ankur Mithal has nominated me for the “Versatile Blogger Award, and I am truly humbled.”

A blogger has many contacts who are also bloggers. I can’t call them my friends because I have never met them nor associated with them in any way. They are peers in a group of people who love to speak their mind and share thoughts. Yet, after sharing intimate thoughts, I feel that some of these bloggers are my friends. I feel they have connected with me in a way that some of my daily associates have never done. We pour our souls to the blogosphere and sometimes connect with another who speaks to us, and we listen, we comment, we share feelings.

I began reading Ankur’s blog pieces on dark office humor because the subject was near and dear to my heart, office politics, office antics, and office stupidity in the form of manager bullshit. You see, I appreciate these things because I played the part of middle manager for over thirty years, and his writing struck very close to my heart. I was caught in the middle between the upper echelon of the owner’s first tier, and the worker bees who follow the directives. I had to give the sometimes ridiculous reasons for doing what we ask them to do. Ankur nails office life with observations like a pro. He knows the inside of a business office like one who has lived it for many years. When I began reading his stuff, I thought “this guy is another Dilbert.” He writes with humor and a pinch of sarcasm added, well maybe a huge dose of sarcasm. Either way you see it, the result is very often hilarious.

Thank you Ankur for the nomination and I hope we become fast friends as well as fellow bloggers.