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Growing up I used to watch the Carol Burnett Show. This pure comedy. And to think, it was done without going blue. How many comedians these days can be this funny without toilet humor?
Given the current disarray of the airlines, the following appears to be quite prescient. Enjoy!
Last week we were running late and Gert and I decided to order a pizza for dinner. We are partial to Bim’s in Millville. I took Beetle with me to pick up the ‘za.
I put the pizza into the truck and carried her to her seat. Beetle’s seat is on the driver’s side and with the traffic relatively heavy on Rt. 49, I thought it best to carry her.
As I put her into her car seat she said, “X marks the spot.”
“Huh?” I replied.
She said, “The treasure is found where the X is. Of course, we would have to dig in the road for it.”
I looked over my shoulder. In the middle of the road was painting for a railroad crossing. It had a massive X in the middle of the two Rs for the railroad.
When your four-year-old begins pointing out the geocaching references to you, you know you are raising a good hunter. 
I am so proud of her.
I never understood the fascination with these things, but they are humorous. My mother came through with the second kewl thing of the day for me. Thanks, Mom!
This is too cute. You can hear Big Papi sing and us dance bobble by going here.
This appeals to my sense of humor. From the good folks over at CollegeHumor.com.
Hat tip to my mommy for sending this to me.
Gert sent me out to run a couple errands for her this evening. It was a good thing she did for I had forgotten I needed a few things for tomorrow myself. I work with mostly women. They have showers all the time. Early in my career I shunned these things, now I welcome them. There are always good eats at them.
Anyhow, I ended up in our too small Walmart because wat Gert wanted would cost less there and it was on the easy side of the road. I went down an aisle that turned out to be the clearance aisle. I didn’t know Walmart had these. Recently I spotted one at Target. Good trade items (although I rarely trade stuff in geocaches these days) can be found in such places. Lo and behold, Walmart is selling nylon blaze orange vests for $.50 apiece. These are not as nice as the vest I purchased a few years ago, but what a neat trade item . . . or at least I think so. (Note to local cachers: there are plenty there, if you are interested.) I picked up several.
I waited in line to pay. The girl rang the items. Then she looked at me and said:
Are you going to Camden?
That caught me completely off guard. Who would have thought I would chortle in Millville’s Walmart?