This year has been flying by at supersonic speed which is why my mid-year review of my New Years Resolutions is two months late. I only listed five items this year rather than the ten I usually do because I’m old, lazy, and distracted by damn near everything.

READ MORE THAN 100 BOOKS

(Finished 74 so far as per Kindle, so far so good.)

TRY TO BE A LITTLE FRIENDLIER TOWARDS THE REST OF THE WORLD

(Try as I might, this one may never be accomplished.)

KEEP DUNKIN’ EXPENDITURES TO LESS THAN $40.00 A MONTH

(Due to my coffee addicted partner, I’m failing this one miserably.)

COMPLETE EIGHT PAINTINGS OR PRINTS

(Four down and four more to go. I may make it.)

LEARN AT LEAST FOUR NEW CUSS WORDS FROM MY GRANDSONS

(This one was the easiest one since they only curse around me.)

My score so far is 2 NO’s, 2 YES’s, and 1 NO EFFING WAY.

I’ll be doing a final review in January 2025. Now how about a quick little dirty joke to make you smile? It’s a slow day and we always need laughter in our life.

Two women were playing golf when one sliced her shot into a men’s foursome, causing one man to collapse in agony with both of his hands in his crotch. Rushing to his aid, the culprit apologized profusely, explained that she was a physical therapist and offered to help ease his pain. “No, it’s OK,” winced the man. “No, I insist,” she said as she undid the zipper of his jeans and began massaging his genitals. “There, does that feel better?” “Yes, it feels great,” said the man. “But my thumb still hurts like hell!!”

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