Smartie's Bar & Grill #68

mexico used to have a lower cost of living, but now that they have a middle class due to trade it is more expensive to live in the good parts.

 

And just where have you been, young man? I actually had to dust under that pool table since you havent been leaving your pants there lately.

 

Mexico is the cheapest place you can go for a nice vacation besides Florida.

Mexico is half as expensive as Hawaii.

And Hawaii is half as expensive as Tahiti.

So if you get tired of Florida then Mexico is your next best bet !!

 

Been storming in Big D. Heres a rainburst over downtown yesterday... but there was another just as bad today... as I was leaving work! Whatta commute!

 

Whew!! For a second I thought D got nuked!! That looks BAAAAAD.

 

I didnt go to Mexico when I could fly for free, cant see me paying to visit. My nieces discovered some all inclusive resort in the Dominican Republic... dirt cheap. One went earlier this year and posted pic of her and hubby at the giant pool, and they were the only ones there! She said there were only a few guests, so they had run of the place. Her sister went 2 weeks ago and HATED IT. Seems she ventured out of the protected resort and had less than pleasant encounters with the locals. She was glad to get back to the US, and estatic to get home to Texas.

Plenty of vacation spots in this country for my taste. Pretty sure at least one of my nieces agrees.

 

Its been crazy. I just made it to my car when it started sprinkling. 2 min later, the sky opened up. Too bad we couldnt save some of this stuff til July!

 

That is a HUGE storm !!

 

We have been getting a lot of rain also. Some of my corn is 12 ft. high! My squash is over 3 ft. and everything else in the garden is growing crazy!!

 

We're gonna have some good produce this season.

 

I talked to an old airline pilot a few years back who told me his harrowing tale of early in his career flying into one of those things around Dallas in a prop plane for Allegheny Air before it became USAir. Said the only good thing about it was his passengers were puking too hard to notice how freaking close to the deck they were before they were able to break free from one of the downdrafts that was hurling them toward terra firma.

 

jesus must be a little angry, hopefully he settles down so it does not get worst.

 

I get it.Yer bustin' someones balls.Like good Nuns did when I was
in Grade school { Parochial school }.

 

Good morning barflies. Let Tuesday begin...

 

One or Ones could ask or should ask and I kinda DID ask
as to why Nuns like to Bust the Balls of male students in
Parochial school.Given that they take vows { Poverty,
Chastity and Obedience }.
There was a time not too yore ago that I anticipated PF
would ask members to take a vow of Obedience,also.

 

Whats for supper, Foolie?

 

Yeah I had Sister Mary Discipline in 8th grade. She was deadly with that clicker.

 

Tonight was as usual pretty good.Lamb chop with small red potatoe.
For appetizer there was smoked sockeye salmon on toasted
French Batard bread.PLus some sun chips and pistachios.
Also toasted batard bread w/special cheese { double Gloucester }
with sun-dried tomato/basil spread.
Dessert was Pecan pie from Kern's.
Napkins c/o of Neiman Marcus ?

 

In my day Nuns were given total authority to pretty much
beat the crap oughta ya.They usually settled for more psychological
torture like standing up against the large chalkboard with yer nose
against until lunch.Plus the usual wooden ruler over the knuckles.
The Principle of my Parochial school was a very small Nun.
But she was tough as nails.Kinda reminds me of Greta Van Sustern with
her head covered.
This Principle did something I've never witnessed before or after.
She would take her Index finger and jab real hard into one's
chest to get her point across.Worked every time.Almost lethal.

 

I had a little mean witch public school math teacher who would pinch the snot out of people. She was older than the school so they pretty much turned a blind eye to her enhanced education methods figuring she would drop dead or retire eventually.

 

Yep the parents signed a document. In my school they had 'clickers' Stout wooden instruments (maybe hollow?) with a sliver of wood attached to a 'spring' that would make a loud clicking noise which (we were taught) essentially meant shut up and sit down. Only occasionally would the wooden clicker come down on errant knuckles fooling with the contents of their school desk that had a hinged top.

 

it is always the math teachers who are tyrannical, mine was an immigrant from ireland who kept us at the front chalk board if we were too dumb to answer the question.

he liked teaching the way he learned in the old country. people would stand there the whole class in shame if they did not know the answer.

it caused many people PTSD due to the psychological abuse.

 

Bet I'm the only one awake in this gin joint. Wheres my coffee??

 

Yes,them " clickers " which were used more in Church as a way of
teaching when to sit and when to stand.As an Altar Boy I had to
learn Latin.But learning was not something I took to easily.
So, like most altar boys we learned to " wing-it " or fake using
latin.So doing the Mass,you would mumble a little latin in response to
the Priest during the service.Our Pastor { a very gentle and stately
person } was the biggest pushover and never mentioned that
the Latin sounded more like morning gargling. Not so fortunate
with the other Parish priest who gave strange looks,but also said
nothing.I remember he liked to leave the Parish at the drop of
the suggestion of playing a round of golf.
Priests in that Era { 50's,60's } had it pretty good.The Parochial
school, was run lock,stock and barrel,by them Nuns,and the Priest
had the duty of saying mass and tending to the sick & dying.
And playing golf,of course.Our Pastor did not play golf.He also had
a very large dog as companion.I still remember the name of that dog :
Rex