Siriusly!

I have decided to simplify. You must eat a pork hot dog on Friday. The pork part insults Jews & Muslims, meat on Friday gets the Catholics (at least the older ones). In any case, let's get Sirius.

Now, all stand, raise your right foot and repeat: Hail, Nail, to the smelly foot!
On special occasions everyone that wants to be "Heeled" goes to the front and receives a cup of sneaker sweat and eats a cookie made of toe jam!

Oui!...this is getting bizarre...
May the ingrown toe nail in the sky be with you.

My first laugh out loud of the day. "Latter Day Podiatrists?"Doing peoples toe nails as an act of contrition? I can't stop laughing.When I claimed to be a worshiper of Eris, Greek Goddess of Chaos, I thought I was being Bizaar.Just two additions. 1. No foot doctors allowed. 2. A statue of a naked man biting his toe nails.

That would certainly be an "Occultation" of the truth of it. We'd be called footfetishist or latter day Podiatrist and ole Herb would be on the cross chewing on his toe nails. We would knock on doors barefoot and trim people's toe nails in an act of toeishin.

That's the best I can do at this time of night...

If I could really perform that act in my present physical condition, I' become an instant crypto Christian telling of the miracle cure I experienced, and blame it on my exchange with Carl Johnson, deifying him to demi-god right up there with J.C. We'd be a cult based on Catholicism called the Carlites.or Latter Day Lucifers.

Laughing my butt off...gnaw them short, do ya?

You think that's funny? You should see me trim my toenails.

Now that's funny...

I can understand what you went through, but not how it happened. I take it that you are justifiably angry and have hopefully received some recompense. Of course, that in no way ameliorates what your son, and for that matter what you and your wife went through. Hopefully, he's doing well, now. I cannot think of anything worse than a tragedy involving a child. (Been there).

Easy. I do it all the time. I call it Oral Podiatry.

My son was poisoned by pharmaceutical products administered by a pediatrician when he was 8 months old and it destroyed him. We've brought him most of the way back...but, I often think back about how hard it was. Our kitchen became a medical facility, in essence. I worked closely with a team of expert pediatricians. 80 dives with my son in a hyperbaric chamber, chelation...on, and on, and on. It was a 24/7 job for my wife and I. We stuck together. Most couples who've been through this (over 80%) don't make it. It's been a f*cking nightmare...

And...it was preventable.

I went to bed!...early this morning...stuck on third shift this week because the third shift guy was playin with cows and got his hoof stuck in his mouth.
Didn't know people could get hoof and mouth disease.

(smile)

From who? That's the problem. So many unanswered questions.

I hate to be a grammarian, but it really should be "Ugly Old Carl." For many years my best pal's name was Carl, Carl Mitchell. Since then I never met another person named Carl. Almost as rare as Herbert. The Jewish tradition is to name a child after a dead relative. To name him or her after a living relative is verboten. I was named after my mom's grandpa. His name was "Chaim" (Means "life" Also the number 18 which is considered to be a lucky number because it represents Chai, or life.You should know by now that I'll likely seize upon anything in a post to write a sentence about. The speed of life? Good one. Hurtling toward death at the speed of life.Albert treated physics like a poet treats language. If I had an interview with Einstein in a cozy rathskeller, the first words I would utter would be, "Ein stein, Einstein? (one glass, Einstein?) When Isaac Newton was in charge of physics, the universe was a much happier place. I could even understand the math which was hiding in plain sight. But ever since dear Albert, we really don't know our elbow from our armpit. They're with us all the time yet we don't really understand them. Just knowing what a thing does, does not explain why it does it. If consciousness remains after flesh ceases to function, what is it and why is it? I'm leaning toward dark energy which at least explains how the energy is propagated and how it is released upon death. Pardon my wandering mind, I got up too early this morning.

May the present be a gift.

The longer time goes by the more momentum we build up...therefore getting closer and closer to the speed of life.

Hmm...Cute: (original def.): Sooooo UGLY, that in a strange sort of way...kind of interesting.
That is why I'm known as OLD UGLY CARL!...laughing.

Not really a bad attitude, just an observation and a testament of how people change or at least, how we begin to notice... over time.

Love is a wondrous thing. After 25 sleepless nights in a row, love is what keeps a mother from drowning a newborn..
OK, OK, don't get all up in arms -- you know it's true.

My prediction was 75 and here I am @ 84.Irony is that of all my boyhood chums, all are gone except the one I disliked the most."The good die young so they may not be corrupted, the evil live on so they may be redeemed." Hey, it's biblical, I couldn't make this stuff up.

Bad attitude.
Doesn't help.
I think you're just being cute.
Funny how time goes by as you get older it goes faster. It's all Einstein's fault. .Space-time, what a concept. ..

LOL! You'll have to double-down on another post. ;-)

Sounds good.
When Marilynn and I were married we were so young our brains were not yet completely formed. (21 & 20) Lotsa learning since then..

The brains rust out from disuse.

It's easy. Just keep waking up every morning.