Pat Riot

There was an LA basketball player that had a Chinese symbol tattooed on his arm. I think it was supposed to be his name but a reporter who could read Chinese asked why he had the Chinese symbol for “donkey” on his arm. I think she was being nice. It probably meant “jackass”.

Wow! I’ll bet that sent a shiver up your spine.

In Oregon there is a hornet called the “Bald Faced Hornet”, but many call them “White Faced Hornets”. I had one fly up the sleeve of my leather motorcycle jacket when I was crying into town at about 45 mph. That sucker stung me 3 times before I got stopped and got my jacket off. The darn thing just flew away. Tough little bastages! The bigger problem was I stopped on the side of the main two lane road into town and there was no shoulder. I was on the white line dancing around trying to get that jacket off. Luckily, the guy directly behind seemed to know what was going on and stopped holding up traffic behind him. I got my jacket back on, got on the bike and was underway again. I think the whole event took about a minute. The guy behind me followed me into the convenience store parking lot I was headed to, He wanted to make sure I was okay. I guess some folks have bad reactions to the stings of those little devils. It hurt like crazy but I didn’t have a reaction to the stings. Photo from: https://birdwatchinghq.com/wasps-and-hornets-in-oregon/

I still think that Tesla truck looks like something out of a “B” Sci-Fi movie from the 1950’s.

Probably an image from a free state that doesn’t regulate magazine size.

Dog meat is tasty. Bought meat on a stick in the Philippines. Ate two. They were great. I was hungry. Saw another guy selling meat on a stick. Got 2 more. After I ate them the officer I was with told me the first 2 were dog, the second 2 were monkey. He could read Tagalog.

I had that Hot Wheels car. It’s long gone now.

I will put peoples names along with why, but all in the same line. That way they are prominent at first glance. Like; Sam - Gun Range Jackie - Dr. Smith Ofc Matt - Idiot Handyman (Dude was a moron. No longer works for landlord) Will - Riton scope (guy has a scope for sale I may want)

Oh my gawd, the hottest food I ever put in my mouth was Thai food. If you’ve ever seen the hot peppers scene in Dumb & Dumber that closely represented me in real life. Only I was drinking from the soda fountain behind the counter. Not knowing a thing about Thai food I ordered the best thing on the menu. I know it was the best because right next to the name of the meal in the menu it had 4 red stars… It was the hottest thing on the menu, hence the 4 stars.

At one of the rail shops I worked at there was a “who can make and who can handle the hottest food” contest. This contest was between whites, blacks, Hispanics (mostly Mexican descent) and Asians (mostly Vietnamese). I, as a supervisor, was asked to judge this competition. I declined as I do not like HOT food. Spicy? Yes. Scorching hot? No. I pretty much stayed away from the contest as I wasn’t participating but I was there for the final showdown between one Mexican gent and one Vietnamese gent. The final feat was to eat peppers that were cultivated in Vietnam and imported. The Vietnamese gent won. He ate several while the Mexican gent bit into one, chewed a few times, gagged and spit out. It was agreed the hottest food was the food made and brought in by the Vietnamese guys and the winner of who could eat the hottest food was a Vietnamese fella.

Singin’ Sue, it’s nice to see you posting in the Saloon again. I’m so glad to hear you are both retired now and that things with your cabin sound like you got it all worked out. Congratulations!

I’m sorry to hear you may have another surgery Blackwater. I have no experience with ankle fusion. I wish I could give you good advice in that regard.

Is that why you always hike with a buddy and carry a pocket .22?

So Sevin will take out a Yellowjacket nest in the ground?

I got the cops called on me in North Carolina. I was working on my bass boat in the front yard. As I was climbing out I slipped and down I went, right on a new fire ant nest I didn’t know was there. Those little (colorful language omitted) bite the heck out of me. I moved my boat and got the Coleman fuel. I found 3 bunches of them and 3 different holes. I poured fuel in each hole. The hole gallon then I tossed a match. WOOMF! The entire yard jumped a few inches, it seemed. No more fire ants. Sheriff’s Deputy showed up to ask what was going on. I told him. He smiled and said “It looks like you took care of the problem. Have a good rest of your day.” and left. The center of my yard wasn’t quite the same but the ants were gone. After a few rain storms the dirt settle back where it was. I never did figure out who called the law. Didn’t really care at that point. Ants were gone. I guess that was scorched earth too.