7.05am
So. Farewell then
Three Day Lockdown
You were gone before I even made a tray of Cheese
Puffs or invited the readers of
More Than A Feilding to share their
photos
They say the Track &
Trace is fully on to it and the the Water
Testing is fully on to it
& I suppose it really might be
True there is no
Virus hiding
But I can't help
Wondering if they weren't also hearing the howls of
Anguish from all the Parents
who had just breathed a sigh of
Relief that after a million weeks the
School
Holidays were
Over. You can only ask your
Team to do so
Much
8.45am
So. Farewell then
Rush Limbaugh
Detestable hatemonger.
Your idea of a joke was to play
a song
with a homophobic double entendre
as you named people
who had died with
AIDS
Your idea of someone to pick on was
dead people,
little girls,
and the homeless
Bette Davis said:
You should never say
bad things about the dead,
only good…so
Joan Crawford is dead. Good.
Rush Limbaugh is dead.
Good.
My friend Craig says but a worse
one
will take his place
10.45am
So. Farewell then
beef farming using actual
Cattle.
It says here on this website made in
Israel they can make steak with a 3D
Printer that retreats all the layering of Muscle and Fat
Just look at it
You might think it is real,
but no it
Israel
This morning we were talking about
Covid and I made a terrible
Zinger and
Karren said that is an appalling Dad
Joke don't you dare repeat it
But look Karren,
I managed to make an even worse one! & I
don't even have a 3D
Printer
Farmers though
You might want to think about switching to Soy
Beans or some
shit Because that steak looks good enough to
Eat
11.45am
So. Farewell then
Season One of Your
Honor
which was this year’s Breaking Bad,
sort of
It has Bryan
Cranston and he plays a
middle aged Dad like Walter White
& the Dad is
brainy
like Walter White
& he's in a world of hurt
like Walter White
But he's, like, this
idea of a really Nice
Guy and no disrespect but that
Guy really got on my
nerves
Spoiler alert you should go
on
to the next
poem if you don't want to
know how it
ends
The end is a real downer,
Man, like the worst.
But the opera music is a nice
Touch
There might be another season. I
hope they don't put
him in a
Cinnabon
12.45pm
So. Farewell then
Cars.
Here is a video of Ghent
Which has has said No
Cars Allowed Very Much and
look how happy everyone
is
There are always people who will
Say I cannot believe they want to ban
Cars
And then after they see what it’s
like they will say
I cannot believe they ever thought it
was a good idea to have
cars here
I hope Auckland
Transport put a Super
Hero in charge of making this real.
I don’t think they should call them a Bike
Czar though.
I quietly hope they will go with
Ghent Clerk
Hello MTAF reader Karren that's three terrible Dad
jokes in one day can
you ever forgive me
1.45pm
So. Farewell then
rats
I might not want to see more cattle dying but I’m
all good with seeing you off
Look at what you’ve made of this
bait I put out for you just 5 days ago
Who’s a good little death pellet nibbler??
You are!
Yes you!
Bon Appetit I have lots more fresh
food here for
You.
Say Hello to Rush
When you get down there.
4.20pm
So. Farewell then
Thribb Day
Before I
Go here’s one more
It’s not a poem or a Dad
Joke but it made me laugh and laugh
OMG Pop-Up Leader is going to Bring The
Thunder. The best jokes are the
Real Ones
Really like the formatting which makes for fast easy reading.
I had no probs parking a run down Ford Taunus right outside that edifice in Ghent one August quite a few years ago it was. And it was 5am dark and unwelcoming damp. I was outside having a smoke, waiting for things to open when a thuggish young scruff approached and asked me where the Court House was. He thought I was a fellow traveller until I opened my mouth. Understandable mistake tho. I was as young and scruffier...
Now the smokes have gone and snap, I ride a pushbike most places
The easiest way to get rid of cars is to take away parking - you can drive here but you can't stop. Anywhere EVER.
Florence, is a great example of this, day after my 21st, with the new to me baby 15 y/o Renault (thanks Dad), Architecture student, so this city is the pinnacle - we drove around Florence from dawn to dusk and until we ran out of petrol, utterly unable to stop the car, anywhere. The Carabinieri brought us a litre or two of petrol & we fled to a campground out of the city - never to return, hungry, and bitterly disappointed. But we had learned our lesson. Arrive by train and walk.