Friday Wisdom – Doctors

One of the less enjoyable things of getting older is the number of medical visits you have to make. In the last ten days I’ve been to three visits to the medical center and get to go back again in a couple of more. It’s not a major issue, but it has to be done. While the wheels of the medical system turn, here’s what I know about doctors:

They told me this great joke about amnesia, but I forget how it goes.

Did you know that 9 out of 10 injections are in vein?

Sign at the drug rehab clinic: “Keep off the Grass”

An apple a day can only keep the doctor away if you have good aim.

I was walking past the pharmacy in the hospital and there was this big sign, “Quiet” in front. They don’t want to wake the sleeping pills.

I said, “Doctor I think I need glasses.” A woman replied, “Yes, you really do! This is a hardware store.”

They had to take a little boy to the hospital last night after he swallowed a coin. I ask his parents how he was doing. They said, “No change yet.”

The radiologist was laughing at my x-ray. She said it was humerus.

I went to the doctor’s office and told them I was having memory problems. They made me pay in advance.

A man went to the ER and said, “I’ve swallowed a spoon!” The nurse told him to sit down and don’t stir.

Known fact: The worst time to have a heart attack is while playing charades.

They wheeled him into the operating room, and he had a change of heart.

The invisible man went to the emergency room, but they said they couldn’t see him.

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The Lego Flower Picture

Well, looks like I forgot to add the actual picture of Heather’s flower Lego to the post, so here it is:

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As The Pizza Cooks – Episode 7

First the important stuff: Sunset: 5:09 p.m. and Sunrise 7:15 a.m.

Now what I’m watching for is when the sunrise is before 7:00 a.m.  I’m the kind of person who sleeps when it’s dark and am awake when it’s light.  In the summer I don’t sleep as much as I do in the winter.  It’s just the way my brain is wired.  An earlier sunrise just means that I’ll be getting out of bed earlier and have a chance of being dressed and ready to go before 10:00 a.m.

I’m retired, I don’t do rushed mornings to get to work on time.

Wonder how many people do this:  I was drinking tea and watching the birds with my cats when it started snowing.  After telling Heather it was snowing, I got out my cell phone and checked the weather app and sure enough it said it was snowing.  The cat’s didn’t venture an opinion.  This is one of those times when I have a bit of an out of body experience.  Part of my brain sees snow, part wants confirmation and the other part is asking, “You can see snow, why are you checking the weather?”

I’ve also been known to look at a clock and then take out my cell phone to make sure the clock is right.  How did we ever get along without our cell phones.  These days it does everything, it’s a calculator, oven timer, appointment reminder, email, text, phone, camera, and deck of cards all in one.

I used to play solitaire with real cards, but now I do that on my phone.  It’s nice since the app deals the cards, suggests moves, records wins, but it does have a few annoying ads (nothing is free).  About the only thing you can’t really do with a cell phone solitaire is cheat.  Really hard to cheat at solitaire on a phone app.

Which reminds me of the line from Janis Ian’s song, At Seventeen, that says, “To cheat ourselves at solitaire.”  Which has nothing to do with this post, but it came to mind and I thought I’d mention it.  Actually that song likely deserves its own post.

In other news Heather and I finished assembling her birthday present of a Lego flower bouquet.  It had about 800 pieces and took us about four hours to complete.  Here’s a picture:

Well, that’s about it for this week except to mention that this week we’re having our standard pepperoni and olive pizza.  I did have a cauliflower curst pizza in the freezer, but with the snow and a predicted low of nine degrees tomorrow morning, pepperoni seemed to be a better choice. The timer just went, till next week …

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Friday Wisdom – Artists

This week I went with Heather to her portrait painting class. I don’t paint. I was the model. Yup, I sat in a chair while 12 people worked on making a portrait of my face. Some worked in oils, some in pencil, some water color. It was an interesting experience sitting for a couple of hours. There were breaks and I looked at the art work. Some portraits actually look like me. I learned a lot about the artistic process and here is what I know about artists:

What do artists draw at night? The curtains.

What’s the best way to get an artist of your doorstep? Just pay for the pizza.

Why did the artist run out of gas for her van? She didn’t have the Monet to buy Degas to make the Van Gogh.

I know an artist so good that he can always draw a crowd.

I was at the shoe store and found out that artists only buy Sketchers.

I saw this guy drawing a picture of a Ford F-150. He’s a real pickup artist.

How many surrealist painters does it take to change a light bulb? Just one, with a giraffe.

I meet a sculpture who’s doing very well – just last year she made six figures.

Why do people paint Easter eggs? Well, it’s easier than wallpapering them.

There was this artist who always took things too far – he didn’t know where to draw the line.

Why aren’t mathematicians considered artists? Well, there art is derivative.

I went to an exhibit of still-life paintings. It wasn’t moving.

Why didn’t the martial artist not pass the math test? She was kung-fused.

The local art guild just bought a ship – it’s an oil liner.

The most commonly used phrase by working artists: “Do you want fries with that?”

I once asked a tattoo artist to cover my arms with flames. She refused because she didn’t have a firearms permit.

There was an art contest at the museum. It ended in a draw.

They arrested an artist last week. He claims he was framed.

I started writing a joke about a broken pencil, but it was pointless.

The artist said he was thinking of quitting, but he’s in the home sketch.

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