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Some random observations that I either
forgot in previous posts or didn't fit
anywhere else!!!

One:
The other day I ran into a bunch of police officers
who were on lunch break from some kind of
training session at the college down the street.
They were all wearing little ID badges for the
session. They were also wearing identical
black t-shirts that had their city's police
department logo on the front.
BUT, one officer's shirt had extra screening on
the back:

"24-hour baby-sitting service"
"Free pickup"
"Secure facility"
"Serving assholes since 1846"

You know, I hate to be a prudish parent, but
since I have to put up with other prudish parents
-- is it "appropriate" for an officer of the law to
have that stuff on a shirt? I guess the argument
would be that he's not technically "on duty".
But I'm sure he's getting paid in some way for
being at the training, and since he's obviously
a cop and has a .45 and a taser strapped on
his belt, there is really no question who he
is representing. A fine message to send to
my kid. . . maybe it should have read,
"Self-serving assholes since 1846".


Two:
The movie "E.T." was recently shown on television,
which reminded me that when it originally came out,
I laughed like hell when they found E.T. all shriveled
up and white in the ditch. I don't know why, exactly,
but I thought it was really funny. The woman sitting
in front of me in the theatre (with her two kids)
didn't share my enthusiasm. If looks could kill. . .
oh, well. I guess I was a bad person back then.
Yeah, that's right -- back THEN.

Three:
A conversation between Mrs and Master L, just
before my band played at the Fair this year. . .

Master L: "We'll get to see the animals, and I can
go on the rides, and. . ."

Mrs. L: "And you know what? There's a really
good band playing that we should go see."

Master L: "Are they on before Dad's band, or after?"

[Familiarity breeds contempt, and, in the manner
of Homer Simpson, "Why, you little. . .!"]


Three:
Sign at a local pharmacy:

"We will not disclose personal health information to
coroners, medical examiners or funeral directors
without your permission."

Um. . . well, you won't get it from ME if I recently
needed the services of any of those people, will
you???


Four:
I may have stuck this in a post somewhere, but. . .

I saw a truck with this advertising:

Dog-Gone-It Pooper Scooper Service

"If you're not picking it up it's piling up!
Don't let it pile up, call Dog-Gone-It today!"

I wonder if they supply "escort scoopers", like planes that
refuel fighter jets in mid-air?