Russell Gayer, author speaker
Merry Christmas from Russell the Red-Nose Writer & Connie the Green-Thumb Gardener Greetings Friends & Neighbors, We’ve been blessed to survive another year (you probably figured that out when you got this card). Some of you may have suspected for years that… Continue Reading “Seasoned Greetings”
How much time do you spend waiting in lines? According an MIT study by Richard Larson (I wonder if he’s related to Gary Larson—The Far Side cartoonist?) American’s spend 2 years of their lives waiting. Briton’s call it Queuing and average about 67 hours… Continue Reading “The Ice Woman Cometh”
Usernames and passwords: How many do you have and how do you keep track of all of them? Just when I think you’ve come up with a system, the website wants me to change my password. I’ve had enough Apple IDs to fill an… Continue Reading “Social Thinking”
Remember the old excuse, “The dog ate my homework?” Teachers didn’t believe it then and they don’t believe “The dog ate my flash drive” today. As far as I know, C.E. Ayr is the only person who actually took dog feces to class to… Continue Reading “Smokin’ Hot”
With Halloween securely in the rear-view mirror, the retail industry has declared Christmas Bombardment Season officially open. Apparently it’s “old school” to actually enjoy one holiday before moving on to the next. Veteran’s Day is Saturday, but I’m not seeing ads for discounts on… Continue Reading “Black Friday Shopping”
I get my email in Outlook. Lately, the old gal has developed amnesia—or maybe Alzheimer’s. Either way it’s bad. She no longer recognizes me. Hers is short-term memory at its worst. Sometimes she asks me for my password two or three times a day.… Continue Reading “The Spoiled Guest”
“He’s more independent than a hog on ice.” This was one of my mother’s favorite sayings. In my sixty-plus years, I have yet to see a hog on ice so I don’t have a good visual image of what she was trying to communicate.… Continue Reading “Draining the Swamp”
How many of you are collectors? As a youngster, I collected baseball cards. I’ve known people who collected stamps, coins, and belly-button lint. Not to be outdone, President Trump sports an impressive collection of ex-wives. While collecting can be a fun, relaxing hobby, it… Continue Reading “The Battle of Gardenville”
GOSHEN, AR: Yesterday marked the return of the annual White Pelican Rally on Beaver Lake. Large flocks of the white fowl were spotted on White (of course) River between Pinhook and Neil’s Bluff. Area merchants don’t expect much impact on the economy. “These birds… Continue Reading “Pelicans Hold White Supremacist Rally in NWA”
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This is the blog of a woman who is seriously on the edge and I mean right ON the edge…no, not there… just a little bit further… further than that…no, further still…just a tiny bit more… just move slightly to the right a little…no, that’s too much…just move a tad to the left…that’s right, just there…now you’ve moved too far to the left… Damn, what part of the ‘on the edge’ do you not understand? Oh, and her matricidal boy genius, come devil spawn.
Or the three people I guilted into reading this blog, whatever.
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