Displaced Texan

Is that what YOU did for a Klondike bar? I don’t want one THAT bad!

Growing up in west Texas, formed and solidified the idea of ‘prepping’ in my head. It was an hour each way to go shopping, so you damn well made sure you had what you needed when you went to town. We always had plenty of firearms and ammunition, but my dad made sure to stock us up on .22LR every time we went to town. Our place is 7 miles from town..nowadays there is more shopping in town, but you’ll still have to drive an hour to Abilene for any decent shopping or out of the ordinary supplies. When I was growing up, you really didn’t have the luxury of popping in the corner store for a few items...because there really wasn’t a corner store to go to! We always had ‘bug out bags’ long before they were fashionable. The though process of stocking up has always carried over with me, even when I moved to NJ. We buy in bulk, because we have room to store things, and it’s cheaper in quantity.

While this isn’t a ‘joke’, it’s a humorous story on me. One that I’d better tell before Mrs Tex tells y’all at one of the shotgun shoots/bbqs and puts her spin on it. Lol We are in St. Thomas, USVI.... We’ve spent the day, drinking by the pool, soaking up the sun, as you do on vacation in the tropics. Mrs Tex and I have been trading quips at one another all day, as we usually do. Laughing and enjoying spending time with one another. We go back to the room..and my sunburned, half drunken ass is changing out of my bathing suit and into street clothes to go out. We are laughing and carrying on, and as I’m standing on one foot, putting my shoes on one at a time. She tells me to be careful, cause I’m gonna fall.....I make a quip about being ‘poised as a ninja....with quick, cat like reflexes’. As I’m putting on my second shoe, I fell directly on my ass. Without missing a beat, Mrs Tex looks down at me on the floor, and says, in a quite sarcastic tone, ‘yep....you’re a fucking ninja...’ Ugh...

Damn it!

What I did for the Klondike bar is between me and Mrs Tex!

I got the Klondike bar from my wife...what did YOU do for the Klondike bar?

I’d say about 50% of it.

Roger that. On it.

This is a prime reason we need to dump China as a supplier....of pretty much anything. Chinese getting froggy

Shit just got real....our cleaning lady just asked if she could lay low for a couple of weeks due to CoronaVirus. Now I have to clean my own house??!!!

Hmmmmmm....now where did I leave my laptop and credit card? Maybe I should start a GoFundMe to buy the domain name...

No toilet paper? No problem. DIY Bidet.

I just got a notice from one of my Pharmaceutical customers in Princeton that they will be closing for 2 weeks.

You should know, Betty Crockpot!

This thing is more of a threat than Coronavirus....a threat of knocking over my rum drink. Where’s the air fryer when I need it?!

As you can see, I’m in full panic mode over the CoronaVirus. It’s bloody terrifying.

I’m in the USVI at the moment...there was zero for screening at the airport. I’m interested to see what happens upon our return. I doubt anything, but one never knows...

Cook em like chicken.

70% ISopropanol works better than higher concentrations for disinfecting.

Philly Airport is relatively slow today. Not nearly the crowds I see when traveling.

I’ll be traveling, but I’d love to check out their offerings. Great idea, MM!

Hahaha!! You had reason to run that day.. Never give a 9 fingered guy an axe.

I don’t piss her off...she scares me a little.