Hardpan Curmudgeon SASS #8967

Must be a retired Stockton fireman....

This one was kinda startling.... The outfit I retired from was largely staffed by women - like about 330 women to maybe 25 men, spread out over locations in three counties. Anyway, there was one gal... not at all unattractive, and very obviously "womanly" constructed in a - to put it bluntly - eye-catching manner. Well... the modern times being what they are, she decided that she'd rather be a "Donald" than a "Donna," and pursued the medical route to accomplish this goal. Evidently quite successfully. But I gotta confess... it always gave the shivers to be in the men's room and have "Donald" sidle up to the fixture next to me. Suddenly all that morning coffee just had to stay on board a while longer..... I never said anything until now; didn't want to be accused of being a horrid, insensitive, backward-thinking troglodyte.

Yup. Disneyland... california again.

Must be a california game warden.

Picky, picky....

Ya know... it just occurred to me ~ ain't that the Womping Willow...?

Fixed it for ya....

I gots one of those!! Heck... I even gots a matching recliner~!!

I can think of a certain governor who needs to take care no one slams the lid on his haid when he goes to take a drink....

Just change the sheet metal and call it a Mustang....

Nope... that be Marlin Perkins. That was what "Reality Television" USED to be like.

My favorite episode - from 1971, To Rope a Grizzly Sunday, February 1971, those of us in the Kappa Phi Delta house who didn't have Valentine's Day dates (most of us!) were perched on the edges of our seats, beers clutched in hand but forgotten, watching in astonishment...

Dangit... I'm afraid to even wonder what the Department of Fish and Game are gonna charge for tags~!!

Yup... love it! A "rite of passage" here in the Central Valley, which we continue to celebrate every September 01. SO many memories... and stories! Always fun going into town for breakfast after that opening day morning shoot and seeing the restaurants full of happy folk in camouflage.

Sassparilla Kid, after his first dove hunt... many years ago. Twenty years later...

He's have hisself an attack o' apoplexy if he found hisself goin' the wrong way and headed back toward california....

Been there~!!

Friday Night... just outside the Mad Duck Craft Brewery and Restaurant in Fresno.

That could be my Miata.... and it be LITTLE!

“If we concentrated on the really important things in life there’d be a shortage of fishing poles.”