You're no fun... Well, if you pass the offer on to some other sucker - I mean friend, then perhaps I can share the good fortune with him or her.
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You're no fun... Well, if you pass the offer on to some other sucker - I mean friend, then perhaps I can share the good fortune with him or her.
You're beginning to sound so much like Arr&bee, it's intriguing...
Speaking of whom, I wonder when he'll get another furlough and pop up around here again?
Does ADX Florence permit furloughs?
Kind of. For one hour per day with heavy security. It's nothing that a little hooch can't make better, though.
Perhaps we should all get together and put on a little cabaret offering for Arr&bee and the rest of the 'clientele' there........
As long as my spot in the chorus line is closest to the exit...
Oh, no good looking to you to be the star attraction, then....
Nope. And not a willing hostage, either...
Looks like they will just have to make their own entertainment.
They can do a glitzy production of "Jailhouse Rock". I wonder who'll play Elvis?
Whoever it is, if there is an announcement that 'Elvis has left the building', all hell will break out, too.....
I'm sure they'll find him in the ghetto...
How about Las Vegas? There must be some people there crying "VIva!", following previous incarceration...
Let's hope. When he's apprehended, the arresting officer will undoubtedly call the warden to see how he wants to disposition his case. I'm pretty sure that the warden will ask him to return to sender.
He ain't nothing but a hound dog....
And he should have kept a lower profile after he escaped. I know that Vegas is know as "Sin City", but there are a lot of suspicious minds there.
....who are convinced that the gambling machines have been customised to prevent them ever being a winner.....
In my experience, they're convinced that the next pull of the slot machine arm is going to win because they were this close one day last week. "Lost Wages", Nevada, indeed. I've no problem with going to a casino because I only take the money that I'm willing to lose. If I bet and lose $150 and I'm there for six or seven hours, that's fine because I would have to spend that on a concert ticket with a good view and I'd take an similar level of risk to think that I'd enjoy the show. And the show might only last a couple of hours.
Now, if I'm betting the baby's milk and diaper money, that's a different story...
If you visit the casino with that way of thinking, and Mrs Oz is also in there, mentally calculating [[or maybe even verbally) how much money the casino is making..while I'm putting my stake back in my left pocket every time I win, and only gambling with the winnings I have in my right pocket......then we'd be thrown out in no time......
I've been to casinos three times in my life. One visit I took $100 and came home with $90 after about three hours. Another visit saw me lose $75 [[all that I took) in less than an hour. The third visit saw all $100 disappear within an hour but I borrowed $20 from my brother-in-law and went home with a net $150 seven hours later [[at 7:00 AM). All in all, I broke even.
I never went with the idea that "tonight's my lucky night" or that I would somehow leave a millionaire. I went to have fun and to swear a little at how close I was to having a lucky night or leaving as a millionaire, only to lose on that last hand. I can easily see how people become addicted, but if I supposed for a minute that I should bet next month's mortgage payment, Mrs. Oz would gladly pack my bags and tape onto them a bus ticket to anywhere but home.
We have had a casino in my home town for the last year and a half and although I always figured that I'd visit one day, I haven't had the compulsion or energy to travel 20 minutes to do it. It's just not my thing, I guess...
Not mine, either. I just bought three Lotto tickets, but it's been the best part of a year since I last did that. I look upon it as a contribution to charity.
The lottery is a funny thing. People play it, not because they expect their numbers to hit when they do, but because they're afraid that they will come out when they don't. Nobody wants to open the paper to find out that the numbers they played faithfully for thirty years finally came out on the day they got to the store too late to play.
I never check the winning numbers when I've not bought a ticket. That way, I don't start worrying about coincidences which never actually happened.
I'm flying over to see you and 144man when I hit. What's on the agenda?
When you hit, we'll talk:)
After that, we SPEND.
But Mrs Oz has to give it the OK first.
[[and something now tells me the proposed trip was just cancelled....)
If I told her about it, her response would be to ask if my arms were going to be tired after flying that long distance... I'm pretty sure she would have me on the "do not fly" list, at least until she could take my leash off and replace it with a more modern tracking and behavior control device...
LOL! Mrs Oz still goes out to work, now that you've finished your previous employment?
Or are you seeing more of each other, these days?
She wasn't working before [[well, outside of home), so we're seeing a lot of each other these days. I'm ready to move on to the next thing, but she wants me to take six - yes, six - months off. I told her I'd take three. I need to work and I've been bored with "retired" life for over a month now. The opportunity that I want may still be there after three but I'm pretty sure it's going to be gone forever by November.
Yes, I see. Classic scenario, when one partner retires from employment.
Effectively, you've now moved into her domain. At least, what was once her sole domain during the hours you were formerly out of the house, at work.
it will be a period of adjustment for both of you. You'll certainly have each other for company, but room to manoeuvre as individuals has perhaps, for both of you, now been curtailed.
Your wife's suggestion of a six month break for you must have a reason. Perhaps she felt you were extremely stressed, and would need all of that time?
I think I'd be more in agreement with you. The priority is not so much the time taken just being at home - it's what you will do when that period of time has ended which is paramount.
I think she'll be surprised to find that 75% of my next job will involve me working from home. I'm thinking more that should I truly enjoy my next venture, I probably won't be retiring in ten years as I've planned for the last 35 years.
I'm about 12 years older than you, and I'm still working...and planning my next endeavour...
I'll be fine so long as I'm not waking early and punching the time clock.
If you wake early, punch the pillow and try again...
If that doesn't work, get up and start the day...:)
Thank God for another day! Thank God for family, friends, life experience, this board, and you, my friend! Life is truly good.
You get going with the feet stomping and hand clapping, and I'll just run and get my tambourine....
Well, we've got the percussion set... Where's the rest of the band?
Unless anyone else shows up, we're right here.
Then we'll just do call and response and some record company weasel will sign us. We'll call ourselves "westozzieboulevard".