BJM’s Photos

Although, Ellen rarely compares me to Homer. Normally, it is Jack Bauer, Tom Cruise, or Russel Crow. She will sometimes . . . on those rare occasions refer to me in the Homer.

Well, if we lived it Springfield, I guess we might look like this . . .

Ally’s Aunt Debbi bought her a new wicker chair, she absolutely loved it . . .

Look at these grins . . .

The bedroom and closet are finished now. The only thing left to do is for me to put on the baseboards.

The email I sent to the Colbert nation:

I would like to let Mr. Colbert know that freedom eludes us here in Ohio. In an attempt to pursue happiness, in this great country, by supporting big business, Colbert and by virtue of proxy the president as well as my desire for sweets, I stopped by the local Kroger to pick up a pint of the Americone Dream. It became apparent that I was thrust into oppression and had wondered into a store that hates freedom. I mean they had French Vanilla. You cannot support the president and the quest for truthiness sitting on the couch with a pint of French vanilla, it just isn’t right. I am pretty sure this store should be on the Presidents’ axis of evil; however, when I searched, the store was not listed. I assume it is an oversight, probably one of the reasons those US attorneys were let go. I will continue my pursuit for freedom’s tasty treat and in the meantime you should put stores on notice. If you don’t stock the Americone Dream you must hate America.

For those who have not heard the latest in my quest to be a CPD auxilary. I received a letter the other day saying that they would accept any OPOTA certificate. What does this mean? This means, I can go to any academy and still get on with CPD. This is a huge win and brings me closer to my goal.