After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply for Social Security. The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's license to verify my age. I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at home. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later. The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'. So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair. She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me' and she processed my Social Security application. When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social Security office.
She said, 'You should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability, too.'
And then the fight started...

All this shit has got me not feeling well.

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We it is warmer to the ground during the winter it creates fog at a certain tempature. As it raises from the ground into the freezing air it freezes to the trees. I think this is another reason winter is pretty.

A blind man wanders into an all girls biker bar by mistake. He finds his way to a bar stool and orders some coffee. After sitting there for a while, he yells to the waiter, "Hey, you wanna hear a blonde joke?" The bar immediately falls absolutely silent. In a very deep, husky voice, the woman next to him says, "Before you tell that joke, sir, I think it's only fair, since you are blind, that you should know five things:

1. The bartender is a blonde girl with a baseball bat.
2. The bouncer is a blonde girl.
3. I'm a six-foot tall, 175-pound blonde with a black belt in karate.
4. The woman sitting next to me is blonde and a professional weightlifter.
5. The lady to your right is blonde and a professional wrestler.

Now, think about it seriously, mister. Do you still wanna tell that joke?" The blind man thinks for a second, shakes his head, and mutters, "No, not if I'm gonna to have to explain it five times."

Because of the past few weeks and the shit that has been going on coming home lost its luster. I laid last night in my bed trying to sleep and all I could think was I hate it here now. I have tried to get a job closer to home so I could be with the kids and now I wish I was somewhere else. Maybe deploying wouldn't be a bad idea. And now all she has to say is I need to think thru all the decisions before I make them. I'm not letting someone tell me what is right or wrong. Which I never did. and than she asks if I will be her reference for an appartment. So I tell her to ask whoever she is listining too telling her what to say and she got pissed. She never let me think things thru or I wouldn't be in the financial situation I'm in.

So I decided to stop paying on the house. I'm tired of stuggling to survive to just have it taken in the end maybe anyways.

Sorry for venting.

And now I need to drive back north to get my power cord for my laptop so I can do the 2 Power Point presentations I need to get done by Wednsday. sigh.

We will see how long. I'm having the parents house openned up so I can stay there maybe. Doing ok right now but the boy picked up on my mood that something is wrong. time will tell.

I am doing fine and feling fine. thanks for all the concern.

I have a bunch of military friends that like to send jokes and emails around. I decide to post some of them. Also Topcat always has jokes posted in his blogs and they are funny too.

HAPPY BIRTHDY MD

A Mexican woodpecker and a Canadian woodpecker were in Mexico arguing about which place had the toughest trees. The Mexican woodpecker claimed Mexico had a tree that no woodpecker could peck. The Canadian woodpecker accepted his challenge and promptly pecked a hole in the tree with no problem. The Mexican woodpecker was amazed.

The Canadian woodpecker then challenged the Mexican woodpecker to peck a tree in Canada that was absolutely 'impeckable' (a term frequently used by woodpeckers). The Mexican woodpecker expressed confidence that he could do it and accepted the challenge. The two flew to Canada where the Mexican woodpecker successfully pecked the so-called 'impeckable' tree almost without breaking a sweat.

Both woodpeckers were now terribly confused. How is it that the Canadian woodpecker was able to peck the Mexican tree, and the Mexican woodpecker was able to peck the Canadian tree, yet neither was able to peck the tree in their own country?

After much woodpecker pondering, they both came to the same conclusion: Apparently, your pecker gets harder when you're away from home.

Thanks for all the comments and support. Decession has been made I hope it is the right one.

Doing ok after all the bullshit from the last couple of days. The future is still a puzzle but at least I'm feeling better. Just rying to figure the best action to do. Let everything go (I mean finacially) or struggle along never feelinglike I'm getting anywhere to see if it all falls apart in the end.

I think she finnaly broke me. Just when I see the light at the end of the tunnel earthquack X comes and closses it.