I've been planting and meetieing. (new word I just made up, it means: going to meeting after meeting, or 2,a hopeless feeling)
I'm down to just planting after the banquet I emcee'd last night.
Don't forget me. I'll be around one day to visit your blog.
I've got an old friend visiting for a bit on Sunday and am really looking forward to that.
So I'll be going east and then west and then east and west add infinity on my planter tractor.
I had a Dr appt. I told him "Doc, I can't quit singing 'The Green, Green Grass of Home.'
He said "It sounds like the Tom Jones Syndrome."
I asked, "Is it common?"
He said, "It's not Unusual."
That joke is to help me determine my blog's demographics. If you got it you're old. Like me.
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22 comments:
My sweetie said something about my perhaps having the Tom Jones Syndrome the other day. I would have dismissed her comment out of hand, but what she's got is hard to find, and I don't want to lose her. Whoa, whoa, whoa. She's a lady.
I inadvertantly sang the last line then I gaffawed, all this before realizing the implications. Rats. Happy planting, don't fall asleep. Happy visiting old friends.
OLD????
Someone was singing Whispering Hope on TV the other day - I joined in - everyone looked at me... I said Jo Stafford, remember Jo Stafford??? Blank stares...
Cousin's comment... "She use-ta live around here? I think I heard of some Staffords." Next sound, banging my head...
OLD? Betcha you don't remember Jo Stafford.
Sounds like you are one busy man. How's the planting coming? I love springtime.
Just got back from TN and visiting my grandparents...its definitely spring there, the dogwood and redbud trees are all in full-bloom. Beautiful.
Hope to hear from you soon.
Take care!
Kendra
Um, I had to google "Tom Jones"...
Not only did I not get the joke, but when I looked up Tom Jones on Wikipedia, I was foiled because there are so many Tom Joneses in Wikipedia. Sigh.
Sadly, I got the joke. What's even sadder is I laughed at it.
Good luck with the planting.
Ralph
loved the post, in that I identify with this time of the year and planting up a storm---and I also dug the Tom Jones bit----and too reading some of the comments proceeding mine, can say yes I Too, remember Jo Stafford----so ah----?? "Whats New Pussycat"? (lol)
We haven't even started planting. Too wet. Which is probably a good thing. Got everything planted early last year, and then it flooded. So patience is a virtue.
I got the Tom Jones reference. Mark another one down in the OLD category.
When TJ sang "I who have nothing" little did we realize he was singing about that 401K. Then again, "What new Pussycat?"
I must be old because I got it.
Long hours on a tractor leads to a brain disorder called Total Nuttyitus. I think you may be suffering from a terribly awful case of this. Marilyn can confirm this by seeing if you are exhibiting the following symptoms:
1. Losing the ability to make sense.
2. Telling corny jokes.
3. Attending meetings but not remembering what they were about.
4. Sporting a goofy grin most of the time.
5. Having an infatuation with Tom Jones.
:-)
I didn't get it until I read it again and then I did. Yep, I'm old!
You are a busy man Cliff! Keep awake going to and fro!
I second Jamie's diagnosis! Marilyn, what do ya say? Pussy cat, Pussy cat, I love you, yes I do.....
Hi Cliff! It will all get done. Enjoy your company Sunday. I think I may be a spring chicken. I didn't get the joke. But then again that's nothing new for me:o) Enjoy your weekend. Lisa
Just the other day, I was singing "Waltzing Matilda." My mom told me to "Pipe down before you wake up your Grandmother." She's old.
Screw Tom Jones. Humperdink's my man.
I can't help but be impressed by Paul singing "Waltzing Matilda" whatever his reasons may have been.
Yeah, I'm old enough to remember all of Tom Jones great songs, but I have never thrown my underwear on stage.
It's "Seeding" time at Wudinna too so happy planting to you.
Hey Cliff, it is the EZ steer and EZ guide system. We ordered it from Darren Haugen out of MN. His prices are great. Then we ended up getting free next day air delivery becuase the company (that makes the EZ systems) screwed up the original shipping. We just searched the net for the best price. The local dealers couldn't even come close.
Have fun with your friend. I know he did.
Ralph
Hey, you don't have to be "old" to get that Cliff, lol. Carlton Banks used to dance to that song all the time on the Fresh Prince of Bel Air.
Okay, I'm old - I get it.
And there are a lot worse things a person can be besides like you.
And I agree with Jamie Dawn's diagnosis, too, also, as well...
Old is only a matter of mind over matter. I got the joke.
Almost every morning when I am getting ready for work Ahler's clocks in Sioux City advertises a clock that plays The Tennessee Waltz. Thus that song rings in my head almost every day. Patty Page anyone?
Please Release Me from this affliction.
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