Friday, July 15, 2011


1. Never arrive at a conclusion...
faster than you can think.
2. What does a parrot in love with 
a duck say?..."Polly want a cracker."
3. Oenophiles are lovers of wine...
but, no one else knows that but oenophiles.
4. Muddling through is not...
a life plan .
5. There is only one rule for making a living...keep it legal.
6. There is no stress reliever like...
a rocking chair and a porch.
7. What makes it so difficult is that...
there are no rules for muddling through.
8. Bumper strip maxim of the month:
9. If an old flame is still burning...
perhaps you need hosing down.
10. I'm a most people.
 "Here's looking at you...and it's a pleasure...
at my age to be looking at anybody."
 "Over the lips and past the gums...
look out liver here it comes!"
" To the ladies,
To the men,
What's a rooster,
Without a hen?"
"Here's to your eyes and mine.
Here's to my lips and thine.
Though they have never met,
Here's hoping they will yet."
The world's worst living poet.
Young Chris arranged a tryst,
With one who'd never been kist.
She resisted his advances,
And reduced his chances,
Of living in marital blyst.
1. Cogito, ergo, spuds: I think, therefore, I yam.
2. There is little work out there for bird house roofing men.
3. Estee Lauder's real name is: Josephine Esther Mentzer.
4. A little known fact: Albert Einstein never wore socks.
It is not known whether or not this was connected to his search for a "Unified Field Theory."
5. A female rabbit is called a doe; a male is called a buck;
new-born rabbits are called "cute."
Tip: Now is the time to feather your nest with goose down before it goes up.
When was the last time you saw a clear plastic steering wheel?
God bless everyone...However, I'm enclosing a list
of exceptions I would like You to consider.
"My best friend is a person who will give me a book
I have not read."



The award above was awarded to me for being me.
It is my very own award, soon to be coveted; or ignored; or despised. It will be awarded(?) from time to time to anyone I deem worthy  for reasons of my own. There are no requirements whatsoever.

NOTE: You are not allowed to leave this blog without a smile, a laugh or feeling better about your life.


Fran said...

I am going straight out to the shops to buy myself a rocking chair and porch.

Count Sneaky said...

FRAN: You could not make a better investment. It also helps to get a big, lazy dog or cat to lay beside you and motivate you. My best.

Hilary said...

Hi Count Sneaky .. I do love all that you write and the pictures you put up ... they deserve a great deal of attention .. Fran seems to have it right .. I need a rocking chair - trouble is I have no porch .. and don't feel like a fall!

Cheers .. they are so good I'll be back - Hilary

Hilary said...

Hi Count Sneaky .. I struggle to comment - the embedded box doesn't work now - as Blogger changed their template coding .. the pop up box works wonders .. and everyone I've told has changed and all's well that ends well!!

So I have to change browsers and click, click, click .. and then put the dreaded word in .. and type in my URL and name first ..

It'd be easier and more pleasurable and give me more time in my rocking chair .. if you could change to the pop up box ..

Cheers and many thanks .. my email is full name without the hyphen at gm ail dot com .... Hilary

Ivan Noroña said...

You have spent a lot of time on this blog... I had a lot of fun reading it. Great job.


Count Sneaky said...

Thank you, Hilary. A picture window with a good relaxing view can work as well, sometimes as well as a porch, particularly when you're trying to finish that drowzey 780-page Victorian novel and you fall asleep reading the introduction ,or preface, or table of contents, or title page or even page 328. I will look for you again soon. My best

Count Sneaky said...

Thanks Ivan, I do spend a lot of time on the blog, but it is a pleasure and I hope to convey to my readers some of the joy that lies in our blogging and writing. Fun is the name of the game for me and I try to spread as much as I can .

nothingprofound said...

Muddling through, Count, sounds like a wonderful idea, as relaxing as your rocking chair. Let's start right now.