Saturday, January 25, 2025

Before the crowbar was invented, Crows simply drank at home.

Sometimes the most simple solutions are the best.   I have a check engine light glowing on the Jeep.  It's 23 years old and the light has been on for the majority of the last 10.  Thing is that it's the "Gas Cap Code".  In a car this old, it's because the old rubber hoses are cracking.  So I'm carrying water in a sieve.  Every time I find a cracked hose, I replace it.  It's a constant source of entertainment, a hobby. 

But it is a simple solution.  Lenny finds one here.




Lenny Sees A Psychiatrist

Lenny visited a prominent psychiatrist. He tells the psychiatrist, "Every time I get into bed, I think there's somebody under it. So I get under the bed, and I think there's someone over it. Under. Over. Under. Over. I'm making myself crazy."

"I can help you," proclaimed the doctor.

"You can?" asked Lenny.

"Come to me three times a week for two years, and I'll cure your fears," says the shrink. "And I'll charge you only $300 a visit."

Lenny says he'll think about it. Six months later, he runs into the doctor at a coffee shop, who asks why he never came back. "For $300 a visit?" says Lenny. "A bartender cured me for $10."

"Is that so! How?" asked the psychiatrist.

"He told me to cut the legs off the bed."

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