Recently I have been talking to my friends and relatives asking for there recommendations for a vacation spot. The most frequent recommendation is Ireland. My response is, “Admittedly they have good booze, but the food is terrible. Worst of all, why would I want to go to a country filled with people like me?” Back […]
Recently I have been talking to my friends and relatives asking for there recommendations for a vacation spot. The most frequent recommendation is Ireland. My response is, “Admittedly they have good booze, but the food is terrible. Worst of all, why would I want to go to a country filled with people like me?”
Back in the day our Uncle Sugar sent me all over the world. I have spent time in places the names of which most folks cannot even pronounce. Try saying, “Tegucigalpa” or “Popocatepetl” one time at any speed. In some of these places menu choices consisted of species that are distantly related to us who could climb trees and had a propensity for bananas. We will not discuss what passes for booze.
However, I got lucky and was stationed in Germany. It was there I perfected my shivering techniques. Those folks go through two or three snow shovels a year. The chow is so-so. The know their way around veal, but everything else is in sausage form. Here is a little known fact. Everybody raves about German beer. But, they keep the best at home. The stuff we get here is what they use to wash their cats.
France is a lovely place. I once had somebody say to me, “It so much more beautiful than the States”. That earned a ‘Gibb’s slap’. I replied, “Look here, dummy, they have had 2,000 to 2,500 years to get it right!” The food is good. The waiters are not. If they were serving at the Last Supper, the apostles would still be waiting for dessert.
My favorite European destination is Spain. If you get a chance to go make sure you see Barcelona. They have some of the best seafood restaurants on the planet. Their wine is the best. Make sure you wear your walking shoes, that city has some serious hills. Do not fool with the police. I was walking down the Rumbas (Barcelona’s main drag) and heard two plainclothes cops yell, “Halt”. Then they chased a guy down and tackled him and proceeded to lay a whoopin’ on him that would make a NYC blue suit turn green with envy. No passerby even blinked.
Italy is very nice. I went full bore ‘Tommie Tourist’ when I was there. Those old Romans sure built a lot of stuff. The food there is nothing like what they call “Italian” here. One thing you must be mindful. The Paisans do not know how to drive and the display that ignorance at about 30 to 40 kph over the posted limit. A word to the wise, “Take the train!”
I no longer need to see the world. I think I’ll take my vacation here stateside. As far as it goes this year may be a ‘staycation’. The Kilkenny Brothers and I will lay on a generous supply of beer and catnip and kick back and watch The Travel Channel. © 2016, Jim McGowan
Dear Uncle Seamus; I am thoroughly confused about the upcoming national elections. Hilldog is calling Hairball the worst possible choice because he allegedly hates everyone. Hairball is calling Hil…
Source: Ask Uncle Seamus 8-18
Dear GiG; There can only be two reasons for the unusual tint of the pool. The first is that the contractor pulled the old switcheroo and when he was supposed to install a high power filter he put in a smaller, cheaper model and pocketed the difference. Or they let the Irish team practice in it right after they had a few beers.
Dear BiB; To answer your second question first let’s just say that I get Father’s Day cards from all over the world. In response to the first questions you should find a hobby that interests you. You too can continue your education. Or, get up off your lazy butt and GET A JOB!
Dear SiS; Just how long have you been on this planet? We have a fickle lady called Mother Nature living here. She calls the weather shots, totally ignoring anything the science nerds or wanna-be’s say. Rule of thumb; Here in SC it is hot in the summer and cold in the winter. Just stick your confused head out the window. Copyright 2016, Jim McGowan
(This week’s column duties have been taken over by those award-winning kitty inksters, The Kilkenny Brothers.) “I guess the heat finally got to our Boss,” said Fast Eddie. “… Source: The things two-leggers do
(This week’s column duties have been taken over by those award-winning kitty inksters, The Kilkenny Brothers.) “I guess the heat finally got to our Boss,” said Fast Eddie. “…
Source: The things two-leggers do
(This week’s column duties have been taken over by those award-winning kitty inksters, The Kilkenny Brothers.)
“I guess the heat finally got to our Boss,” said Fast Eddie. “He is walking around in little boy pants, I’ve seen better legs on tables, and we’re the ones in fur coats.”
“With all this heat one of the odd things about our human is that he is heliotropic. He gets up at sunrise and crawls into our bed when the sun goes down. He just does not enjoy the fun stuff he can do around midnight. It was just the other night and we were playing ‘tag’. Ours is a fun game leaping on and off tables, chairs and counters. Lazy Jake jumped on the bar cart the other night. Bad move, because the whole thing came crashing down.
“Bottles, mugs and a big lamp hit the floor making a fearsome racket. That got old ‘lazy bones’ out of our rack in a hurry. The noise had us heading for the tall and uncut in a hurry. The words that he was yelling cannot be printed here, but he was very upset. Fortunately for us he isn’t very accurate with his kicks, but he was certainly trying for a 50-yard feline goal.
“Things finally settled down and he started cleaning up the mess. He was grumbling all the time. I guess he didn’t like soogeeing the deck at 2 a.m. We supervised from a safe distance. I guess we should cut out the ‘tag’ stuff for a while.
“A nice thing he did for us was finish off the back deck. He surrounded it with screening and put on a roof. He even put two of those whirly things on the ceiling. He put in a comfy couch and a TV. We are out there most days watching “Animal Planet” However, when it rains the roof makes a racket. Oddly our human likes that best. He hogs the couch and drops off into a deep sleep. Oh well, there’s no explaining things that the two-leggers do.
Fast Eddie continued, ” The other day my brother, Lazy Jake, and I were taking our afternoon snooze. We cats need around 18 hours of sleep a day or we’ll get cranky. Anyway, we were making our afternoon ‘Zs’ and we both woke up suddenly. The evil ‘red spot’ returned.
“Well we weren’t going to take this lying down. It was time to go into the attack,” said Eddie. Try as we might we can never catch it. You remember Lazy Jake?”
“Yeah bro, the ‘red spot’ is bad news” said LJ. “But one day we will catch it and when we do we will never have napus interruptis again.”
“Sleep well, my friends,” said Fast Eddie, “And don’t let the red spot bite.” Lazy Jake added.© 2016, Jim McGowan