Bubblegum Diaries: What? Me worry?

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

What? Me worry?

If any of you read Mad Magazine (back in days when it actually was very clever and funny), you'll no doubt have pictured good ol'Alfred E. Neuman's toothy grin by now.

To wit:

Lordy. I can still smell and feel the pulp paper as I pored through each magazine at my grandparent's house, courtesy of my uncles collecting every issue. Then later when visiting my dad after The Divorce, he always had some laying around.

The folded back covers, the evil Spy Vs Spy, Snappy Answers To Stupid Questions, the side-margin comics... You sorta become friends with the writers, you know? I'm talking issues from the 70's and early 80's, the best ones.

I've been searching eBay to find vintage copies (from the 70's up to mid 80's, sold in lots) but have had no luck, I simply cannot afford such a folly in these tight times.

Oh well. I have my memories :)

Bulleted news:

Still working on my photography website and it's coming along well - yey!
My sick hen goes back to the coop tomorrow but today I noticed another girl that wasn't acting normal - oh lordy please let it just be a passing indigestion or something, I can't deal with more chickens in the house!
The bank that gave us the house mortgage sent us a beautiful houseplant today, LOL.
I had bananer pancakes with maple syrup for dinner :-D

I have five months to scrape enough money together for next spring's Big Demo Project. Yeah, it never stops and call me crazy but there are some things I just cannot deal with longer than necessary.

Vegas and I have decided to not sink any more funds into the existing crappy chicken coop as it's only bailing water out of a canoe ridden with holes. That thing should have been torn down decades ago, it's an eyesore and not suited for chickens in this cold humid climate.

Come spring, it gets torn down and hauled to the dump!

We also need to bulldoze the land to clear out all the junk we inherited with the property, it's OK in the summertime when all the foliage hides the crap but now? OMG!

Trailer trash and we aren't even near a trailer!

And then up goes a brand new coop with proper design, ventilation & construction, proper plumbing & electric wiring - no more of that scary rusty 1930's shit.

I'm going to have to book a lot of clients for photo sessions between now and then if I want to make this a reality... between the mortgage, taxes, debt repayment and living costs I can't even afford a haircut these days :-o

Ah well. Gotta keep on dreaming, right?

On that note: g'nite peeps!

/end of Don't Forget To Vote On The Poll post/

6 comments:

Debby@Just Breathe said...: Girl you are so busy. Wow. I didn't read MAD but I remember it well.; November 11, 2009 11:37 PM
Busy Bee Suz said...: I vaguely remember Mad magazine. I don't think my parents bought magazines, aside from my Dad's playboy collection. Never ending projects huh? Yes, the joy of homeownership. I do hope your girls are not sick anymore...chickens in the house? and not for dinner, just silly.
Take care, Suz; November 12, 2009 6:16 AM
Kathryn said...: Ahhh, MAD magazine. I LOVED spy v. spy. My parents never bought that mag for my brother and I so when we were at friends houses' we always were sure to be found with a MAD mag nearby.

Sounds like you have a lot going on, but being busy is a good thing. Projects never run short . . . our home projects are just on hold for now whilst we wait for our new couch.

Second straight day of rain here, UGH. I don't recall putting an order for continuous days of rain. Allegedly it's supposed to last til or through Saturday. *sigh*

Happy Thursday!; November 12, 2009 8:22 AM
jo.irish.rose said...: hey technodoll!

thanks for sharing healing words with my sister, i appreciate all u gals that blog with her. she will definitely appreciate it! Jo; November 12, 2009 10:24 PM
C said...: you'll get there, dearie! the fun is in the journey... remember? at least your frikkin arm isnt broken!
bwahahahaha
i used to drink in the mad mag from front page to the end. it kept me company!

thanks for the sweet messages you left.

chris; November 13, 2009 6:28 AM
Technodoll said...: JB, if I slow down I will stop and rot, LOL!

Busy Bee, I think playboy was a staple in every single home way back when... sticky pages and all :-D

Kathryn, hopefully the weather has dried up for you? rain sucks... just drains happy brain waves, unless you busy yourself cooking and such. mmm cookies! and I found what i was looking for on Amazon, btw! woohooo!

Jo, I adore you gals!

C, you're up and on the net?? girl, focus on getting better, you! and look what I'm ordering, in case you get ideas for a ride down memory lane: http://www.amazon.com/Absolutely-MAD-Magazine-50-Years/dp/B000HKMQ64/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=software&qid=1258166640&sr=8-1; November 13, 2009 9:44 PM

george carlin jewels

Property is theft. Nobody “owns” anything. When you die, it all stays here.

The planet is fine. The people are fucked.

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The only good thing ever to come out of religion was the music.
“When Will Jesus Bring the Pork Chops?” This title offends all three major religions, and even vegetarians!

And now, in the interest of equal time, here is a message from the National Institute of Pancakes: It reads, and I quote, “Fuck waffles.”

Atheism is a non-prophet organization.

Cloud nine gets all the publicity, but cloud eight actually is cheaper, less crowded, and has a better view.

I’m always relieved when someone is delivering a eulogy and I realize I’m listening to it.

Just think, right now as you read this, some guy somewhere is gettin’ ready to hang himself.

If all our national holidays were observed on Wednesdays, we could wind up with nine-day weekends.

Most people with low self-esteem have earned it.

Most people work just hard enough not to get fired and get paid just enough money not to quit.

“No comment” is a comment.

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steven wright wisdom

The early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.

OK, so what's the speed of dark?

Hard work pays off in the future. Laziness pays off now.

Everyone has a photographic memory. Some just don't have film.

Shin: a device for finding furniture in the dark.

Many people quit looking for work when they find a job.

Join the Army, meet interesting people, kill them.

If Barbie is so popular, why do you have to buy her friends?

Boycott shampoo! Demand the REAL poo!

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I used to have an open mind but my brains kept falling out.

I couldn't repair your brakes, so I made your horn louder.

If at first you don't succeed, destroy all evidence that you tried.

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The colder the X-ray table, the more of your body is required to be on it.

The problem with the gene pool is that there is no lifeguard.

Monday is an awful way to spend 1/7th of your life.

A fool and his money are soon partying.

Plan to be spontaneous tomorrow.

awesome country songs

rejected hallmark cards

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2. I must admit, you brought religion into my life... (Inside card) - I never believed in Hell until I met you.

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4. Congratulations on your promotion. Before you go.... (Inside card) - Will you take the knife from my back? You'll probably need it again.

5. Happy Birthday! You look great for your age.... (Inside card) - Almost lifelike!

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7. Congratulations on your new bundle of joy.... (Inside card) - Did you ever find out who the father was?

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13. Congratulations on your wedding day!... (Inside card) - Too bad no one likes your husband.

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15. Hooray..... (Inside card) - You're divorced.

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not the sharpest bulb in the closet?

A few peas short of a casserole.

An experiment in Artificial Stupidity.

An intellect rivalled only by garden tools.

As much use as a hedgehog in a condom factory.

As much use as a one-legged man at an ass-kicking contest.

As useful as a wooden frying pan.

As useful as tits on a bull.

Dumb as a stump.

He's got a mind like a steel sieve.

His cheese has slipped off his cracker.

His porch light ain't on.

If brains were dynamite, he wouldn't have enough to blow his nose.

Like a pair of children’s scissors, bright and colorful, but not too sharp.

Million dollar body and a 2 dollar engine.

Proof that evolution CAN go in reverse.

Room temperature IQ.

Was left on the tilt-a-whirl too long as a baby.