The Telephone Game Again
Saying for the Day- Little brother is watching you too.
Last night while I was watching a fairly dull television program the phone rang and my wife answered it.
Wife– They want to speak to John about a vacation.
John – Hello this is John
Mary– This is Mary with vacations ……
John -Your right dear its about vacations.
Mary– John according to our records you
John – Wait just a minute. What kind of records do you have on me?
John– Your not the CIA are you?
Mary – No
John -But your keeping records on me.
John– What kind of records are you keeping?
Mary– you don’t understand!
John– Did I authorize you to keep records on me?
Mary– No but
John – No buts . No buts. There must be some law against keeping records on me.
Mary-I just want.
John – What you want something else for your records?
Mary – No that’s not it at all.
John– Well you told me that you were keeping records on me.
Mary– Not exactly.
John – I want those records destroyed.
Mary – Have a good day sir.
John– How can I when you people are spying on me.
She hangs up. I win. Nothing like a good telephone game to liven up a dull evening.
News from Pigeon Falls– The little town in my backyard where the trains still run and where big White Rabbits wear sweaters-Last evening the town of Pigeon Falls was plunged into darkness. The last storm had done something to some kind of power converter and it suddenly quit working. While the power was out somebody tried to break into Eino’s garage. Whoever it was didn’t know that Eino has a back up generator that comes on when the power goes off. So just after he picked the lock and opened the door the siren came on as well as all the lights. He got out of there and ran for the woods. Eino arrived to late to catch him but there was television tape mad eat the moment he opened the door. The man in the picture looks just like the guy who said he was from Homeland Security. Eino thinks that the power outage might not have been from the storm after all.
Nancy us getting so desperate to find a candidate for Mayor that she asked Mrs. Trumble again. She figures if Mrs. Trumble was Mayor she would quit chasing the White Rabbit. Mrs. Trumble, however , has no interest in being Mayor. She seems obsessed with the dragon and the White Rabbit. She is hoping that when deer season starts one of the hunters will find them and shoot them.
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It was a good day today. My son Peter and family arrived. Thanks to them all the fancy plates are down off the wall, and the entire Pigeon Falls layout is now on the garage shelf. Lori from Swiming with the Dolphins took down the plates. She is the world's greatest daughter-in-law. My grandaughter hauled houses . I couldn't have a better family. My grandson even asked me to tell a story. Wow! It doesn't get any better than this. Well I need a breathing treatment.