Thursday: the letter P and the number 16
Shredded Ralston for your breakfast starts the day off shining bright, gives you lots of cowboy energy, with a flavor that's just right. It's delicious and nutritious, bite-size and ready to eat; take a tip from Tom, go and tell your mom "Shredded Ralston can't be beat."
Our final Navy tour and transition into USN (Ret) and on to theological seminary, we lived a short distance from a Purina plant that, when the breeze was in our direction, made the world like my mornings as a boy when the kitchen had the wonderful aroma of Hot Ralston cereal cooking.
About myself as a retired person. An old friend and parishioner, herself now retired, posted the story below, which is too good to not share not only as almost incomparable but also, as a retired person myself, as a sample of what we retired person might visit upon society around us.
Myself, I type these +Time blogposts and after posting on Facebook leave them online for only a day or so lest someone who thinks they know me take me more seriously than I take myself. This story, thank you Barbara of Apalachicola Years, is too perfect not to post; though since I tried to abandon my Navy and fish-house language and also never say the sacrifice to Father Nature word (letter, which also has the number 4-squared) in the clear, and Linda will severely chastise if I leave it up, I'll post and leave for an hour, a few hours, or a day:
The Wonderful World ·
Thinura Nisal Bandara · July 9 at 6:30 PM ·
I cannot shop at Costco anymore- Yesterday I was at Costco buying a large bag of Purina dog chow for my loyal pet, Necco, the Wonder Dog, which weighs 191 lbs. I was in the check-out line when a woman behind me asked if I had a dog. What did she think I had an elephant? So because I'm retired and have little to do, on impulse I told her that no, I didn't have a dog, I was starting the Purina Diet again. I added that I probably shouldn't, because I ended up in the hospital last time, but that I'd lost 50 pounds before I awakened in an intensive care ward with tubes coming out of most of my orifices and IVs in both arms. I told her that it was essentially a Perfect Diet and that the way that it works is, to load your jacket pockets with Purina Nuggets and simply eat one or two every time you feel hungry. The food is nutritionally complete so it works well and I was going to try it again. (I have to mention here that practically everyone in line was now enthralled with my story.) Horrified, she asked if I ended up in intensive care because the dog food poisoned me. I told her no, I stopped to Pee on a Fire Hydrant and a car hit me,
I thought the guy behind her was going to have a heart attack he was laughing so hard.
Costco won't let me shop there anymore. Better watch what you ask retired people. They have all the time in the World to think of crazy things to say. Forward this (especially) to all your retired friends...it will be their laugh for the day!
Credit goes to respective owner
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Busy today. Oysters last evening across the street at Captain's Table, today the kitchen cabinet crew is expected shortly after eight o'clock, so Time to be moving along.
Interesting to me, his dog is named Necco, which is the Japanese word for cat.
RSF&PTL
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