Bumper Stickers or T-Shirts You Would Love To See
1. Jesus loves you…but everyone else thinks you are an ass.
2. Impotence…Nature’s way of saying “No hard feelings,”
3. The proctologist called …they found your head.
4. Everyone has a photographic memory …some just don’t have any film.
5. Save your breath…You’ll need it to blow up your date.
6. Your ridiculous little opinion has been noted.
7. I used to have a handle on life…but it broke off.
8. WANTED: Meaningful overnight relationship.
9. Guys…just because you have one, doesn’t mean you have to be one.
10. Some people just don’t know how to drive… I call these people “Everybody But Me,”
11. Heart Attacks …God’s revenge for eating His animal friends.
12. Don’t like my driving? Then quit watching me.
13. Try not to let your mind wander…It is too small and fragile to be out by itself.
14. Hang up and drive!!
15. Welcome to America …now speak English
New York City Crane Accident: March 15, 2008
On March 15, 2008 the support for a construction crane was sheared off causing the tower to detach from a 43-story building being constructed in New York City. Once detached from the building, the tower fell away from the structure and into private building and apartments across the street. The actual crane fell into a four story brown stone completely demolishing it when the tower snapped. The brown stone contained a bar name “Fubar” located at street level. The building is being constructed on 51st street between 2nd and 3rd Avenue, not far from the United Nations building.
Most of the photos displayed here were taken on March 16, 2008 in the afternoon. At least four people have been reported killed and 17 injured.
Here is the complete link: http://www.flickr.com/photos/warrenkendrick/sets/72157604135012907/
![New York City Crane Collapse: March 15, 2008](http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3038/2338630474_e8fa012c35_s.jpg "The door of the bar "Fubar" located in the desroyed building (taken prior to the accident).")
August: Osage County. It’s No Happy Musical
Went to see Osage County for a light afternoon of theatre …not. This play makes my dysfunctional family look, well, normal. Superbly written, the three hour two intermission play takes you through a train wreck of family controversy. Pill popping, alcoholism, sexual misconduct is just for starters. If you want real theatre, it doesn’t get any better than this. To top things off I only looked at my watch once during the entire performance and that was only in act III when I was trying to figure out how they were going to tie all those loose ends up. Sure to win multiple awards.
“Thank God we can’t tell the future,” she observes, “or we’d never get out of bed.”
Photos From The Past
I have been spending quite a bit of time transferring old photos to digital format. So far I have managed to scan a few albums of old pictures and will be posting them on my Flickr account with links from here. Warnings: photos contain bad hair, cloths and home furnishings. Did we really look like that? See these at your own risk!!!
1. Some pictures form Joselito Castillo’s youth (early to mid 1970’s):
http://www.flickr.com/photos/warrenkendrick/sets/72157604119002331/
2. Photos from my early work days as a Manager for Burger King in downtown Seattle. Many of these photos were taken by an old poloroid camera from 1979 – 1981:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/warrenkendrick/sets/72157604109644150/
![Burger King Years Circa 1980](http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3233/2331127061_ded21b15ac_s.jpg "Burger King Years Circa 1980. I think her last name of "Kim". She had a brother that worked in the restaurant as well.")
3. The days while living in Burien Washington (1985). Once again taken with a poloroid camera.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/warrenkendrick/sets/72157604114415465/
4. Pictures from our apartment in North Seattle (1983-84):
http://www.flickr.com/photos/warrenkendrick/sets/72157604119343063/
They Vote …and They Breed
Dear Abby,
A couple of women moved in across the hall from me. One is a middle-aged gym teacher and the other is a social worker in her mid-twenties. These two women go everywhere together and I’ve never seen a man go into or leave their apartment.
Do you think they could be Lebanese?
Dear Abby,
What can I do about all the Sex, Nudity, Fowl Language and Violence On My VCR?
Dear Abby,
I have a man I can’t trust. He cheats so much, I’m not even sure the baby I’m carrying is his.
Dear Abby,
I am a twenty-three year old liberated woman who has been on the pill for two years. It’s getting expensive and I think
my boyfriend should share half the cost, but I don’t know him well enough to discuss money with him.
Dear Abby,
I’ve suspected that my husband has been fooling around, and when confronted with the evidence, he denied everything and said it would never happen again.
Dear Abby,
Our son writes that he is taking Judo. Why would a boy who was raised in a good Christian home turn against his own?
Dear Abby,
I joined the Navy to see the world. I’ve seen it. Now how do I get out?
Dear Abby,
My forty year old son has been paying a psychiatrist $50.00 an hour every week for two and a half years. He must be crazy
Dear Abby,
I was married to Bill for three months and I didn’t know he drank until one night he came home sober.
Dear Abby,
My mother is mean and short tempered. I think she is going through mental pause.
Dear Abby,
You told some woman whose husband had lost all interest in sex to send him to a doctor. Well, my husband lost all interest in sex and he is a doctor. Now what do I do?
True Love
A dog is truly a man’s best friend. If you don’t believe it, just try this experiment:
Put your dog and your spouse in the trunk of the car for an hour.
When you open the trunk, who is really happy to see you?
