Revisionist History

I can honestly say that I have never doctored a resume’ for myself.  Of course, I have never actually given anyone a resume’ to get a job.  I have filled out applications, I have had job interviews and I have had people stop me and on my current job and offer me jobs.  Resume’s were not a common thing back in my younger days.  I do imagine that there are a lot of people who really dress up their resume’s and I have actually helped a few young people describe their work duties in a creative manor without telling a lie.

Here are  a few examples:

Educational Logistics – School Bus Driver

Environmental Beautification with State Institution-  Picked up trash on the side of the highway while on a prison work release program.

These are just a couple and I could think of dozens more but I would rather have dozens of comments  so give it a go in the comment section…remember this is a G rated comic so keep it extra clean.

Blue Flue? Hospital Humor

They say whatever doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.  I guess that can be true in a hospital too.  Okay, I know they can’t always be jewels but I did post a comic…even if it was late.  Hopefully I will have an update and some pictures on the I’ve Been Thinkin’ site tomorrow at http://bolumpkin.wordpress.com

Say What!!!? Hospital Humor

Sometimes I think it might be better if they would just put you to sleep and do what they have to do than to tell you what they are going to do in advance.  I have been inspected, injected, neglected, and almost infected so many times that I can handle almost anything but there are some things I would rather not know in advance.

Some people are scared of needles.  It is the tubes that scare me.  I once had a tube run up the artery in my leg (groin area) to my heart that was about the size of my finger.  It was hooked to a machine that was actually an artificial heart that did the work for my heart so it could rest.  I have had tubes in my chest and between my ribs to drain fluid etc.  Removing those tubes is almost always very painful and never pleasant.  When they come at me with a needle I just smile.  When they come at me with a tube it scares the daylights out of me.

Free Range – Burt and Kurt

Personally I would love to have some chickens in my yard but I haven’t had a lot of luck with them.  I see people with chickens running loose on their property and I find it hard to believe that they survive.  Maybe my problem was trying to raise the smaller chickens, bantams, or as most folks around here call them Banties.  I took good care of my chickens.  I let them out in the daytime and I put them up at night in what I thought was a safe chicken coop.  The raccoons and possums proved me wrong on that.

When I was down to about  8 chickens hurricane Katrina hit and all I had left was one rooster named Rambo and three hens.  Katrina had more or less wrecked their roost and  they refused to go into the chicken shack that I prepared for them.  They began to roost in the trees, much to the delight of the owls and hawks.  Rambo was a survivor but after the hens were gone he was pretty lonesome.  He would attack the stray cat that hung around Gatorhead.  We named the cat Big Boy.  Big Boy was lonesome too but he didn’t crave the attention of a crazy rooster.  My little weiner dog was afraid to go outside because Rambo would peck him in the behind every time he did.  The last straw was when we had company Rambo saw his reflection in their car and attacked a Toyota Camry.  I guess Rambo won because he didn’t have any damage and the Toyota did.

I gave Rambo to a friend who raised chickens who kept him several months.  He told me that a dog got into the chicken pen and killed a bunch of his chickens and Rambo was one of them.  I am almost certain Rambo put up a good fight.  The friend assured me that there were a lot of young chickens around who looked like Rambo.  I hope they have his survival skills.

Bo

Geezerhood- Homer and Estelle A Hairy Conversation

When I was a kid we went every week and got a haircut.  I was nearly bald until I graduated from high school.  After graduation from high school I joined the National Guard and had to get a haircut at least once a month before drills then.    Now I am an old Geezer and I still get a haircut once a month because someone who is nearly bald looks really bad when they don’t trim the rest of their hair.  Mine grows okay on the back and sides but none on top.

I don’t need to wonder when to get mine cut.  My wife does not mind telling me, “You need a haircut.”

My first haircuts were done by a neighbor across the road who had a pair of manual clippers (and I doubt very seriously if he had a Barber License) and cost a quarter.  They were slow and painful because the clippers pinched out about as much hair as they cut.  I remember the gradual rise in prices.  When we started getting a haircut in town the barber charged kids 75 cents and adults $1.25.

Now I pay $14 dollars to get my haircut and in comparison to prices and wages everywhere else I consider that reasonable…even with the tip.   Yes I tip the barber…he has control of my appearance for a little while.

Lots of other things have changed over the years.  I don’t get bubble gum anymore when I get a haircut but that is okay because I couldn’t chew it with my dentures anyway.  You don’t see a shoe shine stand in the Barber Shop anymore because people don’t need their Nike’s shined.  One of the biggest changes is that there are women in there.  My wife and I both get our hair cut at the same shop. There is a woman there who cut hair for both of us last week.  When I was a kid if a woman walked in , even to bring her kids for a haircut, the entire place went silent until she left.

Times change and I guess we do too.

Bo

Ain’t That Weird?

I reckon Buster might be right.  We all might seem a little weird to some people but Hank has a point too.  Some folks take it to the extreme.  Yall have a nice weekend.

Geezerhood- Makin’ Decisions

I think I am beginning to identify with this old girl.  I had a perfect blueprint in my mind about posting the comics in my buffer in a certain order… I sure wish I could remember what it was.

Actually I am not sure if all that is important.  It seems like even though I pick up some new subscribers by email to my comic  that the actual hits on my website vary anywhere from 20 to 40 visits per day.  I read where many others have hundreds of hits per day and I wonder what I am doing wrong.  Just to set the record straight, I am not having a pity party.  I tried social media but that didn’t work very well.  I have given out free advertising and free comics to be downloaded from Redmund Pro free bookstore at http://redmundpro.com/book-store/free-books/ and nothing I do seems to increase my traffic.

I have come to a point to where I don’t worry too much about traffic.  I still have a few faithful commenters to interact with and I do enjoy that.

If you have any tips on why I can’t build traffic I would appreciate them.  I intend to keep up the comics regardless of the traffic because when I tell people at my Copperhead Jewelry shows that I am a cartoonist I don’t want to be lying.

Thanks to all my loyal supporters and I hope you all have a great day.

Medical Terms

I usually hate it when Doctors use a bunch of medical terms that I don’t understand but I think I would be a little nervous if they couldn’t think of the name of what they were workin’ on.

It seems like I’m havin’ more trouble than usual tryin’ to post stuff tonight.  My connection is slow and Molly (my wiener dog) just almost chewed my power cord to my computer in two.  I caught her just before she finished one side of the wire.  I hate to think of what would have happened to her if she had chewed through both sides.  I can’t help but think of the cat on Christmas  Vacation.  I love her dearly but I will be glad when she gets out of the stage for chewing up everything.

It kind of scared me and I don’t need to get too scared because it is not good for that thingamagig that pumps my blood.

Unsung Heroes- Hank The Handy Man

Personally I think we owe a great debt of thanks to all who are serving or have served our country in the Military.  Everyone doesn’t get a medal but even those who don’t play a big role in defending our freedom.

While I was wandering aimlessly through the archives I stopped to visit with Hank and Buster long enough to upgrade some of the older comics and turn them into a mini-comic book.  Spending time with Hank and Buster motivated me to do some new comics featuring these two.  I am sure they will be appearing here a few more times in the near future.  In the more distant future I hope to have Shirley back and maybe some more interaction between Mildred and her family.

This has been a really busy summer but most of it has been by choice.  Between making jewelry and comic strips in my spare time  I have to be careful not to let it all get in the way of real life.

We have finally had some days that are fairly cool and I hope to be able to do some outside jobs later.  I hope you all have a good week and remember I am posting here Monday through Friday and on Tuesdays and Thursdays on the other site at http://bolumpkin.wordpress.com  Thanks for your comments and your support.

Weather Change

Sometimes the English language is kind of confusing.  We have so many words that sound alike.  I am just an old uneducated redneck so I am amazed at the number of people who don’t know the difference between no and know, their and there, or two, to, and too.  I could go on but you know the ones I am talking about.  Sometimes it can get really confusing for children when they hear you use the word hail or you are talking about a dam.  They think you are saying ugly words.  Sadly some of them have heard such horrible language all their lives that they don’t even recognize the ugliness of some of the words they do hear. (I started to write here just to see if you were paying attention).  Okay, class dismissed don’t be late tomorrow because I am sure Mildred won’t like it.