RANDOM THOUGHTS; THE LIMBAUGH
There’s a new dance out called the Limbaugh. It’s like the limbo. And while there’s no bar, the phrase “How low can you go?” fits perfectly. I completely understand Limbaugh's being perplexed at someone wanting aid in buying birth control pills. He just cannot fathom anyone having trouble getting prescription drugs. … I have empathy for the organic food movement and we buy some things organic. On the other hand, growing up on a farm, I’ve always understood that manure is also organic.
I must have gotten the wrong idea from recent scientific announcements. I went to a local clothing store and asked what was suitable to wear in the case of a solar storm. When I was told that was a storm on the sun, I said in surprise, "I didn't know it rains on the sun." ... Being back on the farm in Indiana reminds me that it’s always so nice to have neighbors in the country. You never know when someone is going to run low for supplies for a meth lab and needs to borrow a cup of Sudafed or when a cooker needs first aid for catastrophic burns. Always pays to be neighborly. … Was moving some things of my mom’s that we agreed had not be used in years and needed to be sold or stored elsewhere. With eight long guns, three handguns and a bunch of jugs in the living room, I looked at her and said, “All I need now are some radiator coils and several gallons of mash.” Last modified on Sunday, 16 June 2013