Archive | February 25, 2019

At Sequoia National Park

Thankfully, no loggers took it down, nor
forest fires or earthquakes!  Just a quiet life
in a California forest
for all these years ….  3,200!
Not every tree has a nickname,
but ‘The President’ has earned it.
This giant sequoia stands at 247 feet
tall & is estimated to be over 3,200 years old.
Imagine, this tree was already 700 years old
during the height of ancient Greece ‘s civilization
and 1200 years old when Jesus lived and Rome
was well into its rule of most of the
western world and points beyond.
The trunk of The President measures
at 27 feet across,
with 2 BILLION needles from base to top.
               Because of its unbelievable size, this
tree has never been photographed in its entirety,
until now. National Geographic photographers
have worked along with scientists to try and
create the first photo that shows the President
in all its glory.
   They had to Climb the tree with pulleys and
levers, and took thousands of photos. Of those,
they selected 126 and stitched them together,
to get this incredible  portrait of the President.
And here it is:
The man standing near the trunk of the tree
is a good indicator of the tree’s size.

And That Is When The Fight Started…..


One year, I decided to buy my mother-in-law a cemetery plot
The next year, I didn’t buy her a gift.
When she asked me why, I replied,
“Well, you still haven’t used the gift I bought you last year!”

My wife and I were watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire while we were in bed.
I turned to her and said, ‘Do you want to have sex?’
‘No,’ she answered.
I then said,‘Is that your final answer?’
She didn’t even look at me this time, simply saying, ‘Yes..’
So I said, “Then I’d like to phone a friend.”

I took my wife to a restaurant.
The waiter, for some reason, took my order first.
“I’ll have the rump steak, rare, please.”
He said, “Aren’t you worried about the mad cow?”
“Nah, she can order for herself.”

My wife and I were sitting at a table at her high school reunion, and she kept staring at a drunken man swigging his drink as he sat alone at a nearby table.
I asked her, “Do you know him?”
“Yes”, she sighed,
“He’s my old boyfriend. I understand he took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear he hasn’t been sober since.”
“My God!” I said, “Who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?”

When our lawn mower broke and wouldn’t run, my wife kept hinting to me that I should get it fixed. But, somehow I always had something else to take care of first, the shed, the boat, making beer.. Always something more important to me. Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point.
When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors. I watched silently for a short time and then went into the house. I was gone only a minute, and when I came out again I handed her a toothbrush. I said, “When you finish cutting the grass, you might as well sweep the driveway.”

My wife sat down next to me as I was flipping channels.
She asked, “What’s on TV?”
I said, “Dust.”

My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary.
She said, “I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 165 in about 2 seconds.”
I bought her a bathroom scale.

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.’

My wife was standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror.
She was not happy with what she saw and said to me,
“I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you to pay me a compliment.’
I replied, “Your eyesight’s damn near perfect.”

I rear-ended a car this morning…the start of a REALLY bad day!
The driver got out of the other car, and he was a DWARF!!
He looked up at me and said ‘I am NOT Happy!’
So I said, ‘Well, which one ARE you then?’




The Editor:  What is going on with Mary Jane,  LL ?

Dope Cat:  The refiners of Marijuana can’t make it without blowing themselves up.

They need someone with drug experience.

Bring the drug merchants in, they can plant the poppies in city parks.

Here is another example of dopes.

Astronomy Picture of the Day

Red Sprite Lightning over Kununurra
Image Credit & Copyright: Ben Broady

Explanation: What are those red filaments in the sky? It is a rarely seen form of lightning confirmed only about 30 years ago: red sprites. Recent research has shown that following a powerful positive cloud-to-ground lightning strike, red sprites may start as 100-meter balls of ionized air that shoot down from about 80-km high at 10 percent the speed of light and are quickly followed by a group of upward streaking ionized balls. The featured image, taken just over a week ago in Kununurra, Western Australia, captured some red sprites while shooting a time-lapse sequence of a distant lightning storm. Pictured, green trees cover the foreground, dark mountains are seen on the horizon, ominous storm clouds hover over the distant land, while red sprites appear in front of stars far in the distance. Red sprites take only a fraction of a second to occur and are best seen when powerful thunderstorms are visible from the side.

Tomorrow’s picture: evolving universe