True story
I believe the clinical definition of CRS is the inability to remember the definition of CRS.
Just sayin.
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True story
I believe the clinical definition of CRS is the inability to remember the definition of CRS.
Just sayin.
I'd try and confirm that for you but.... sadly... I cannot remember it!
Lots of that going around lately (I think)
Did i forget to show up for something again?
One of the best Simpson's moments:
Lady to grandpa, "Are you here for the senility clinic?"
Grandpa, "No! I'm here for the...the...the...Well I guess I am!
I had a HUA moment today. Head up azz........ I was dropping a letter off for my wife in the mail drop box but I had a DVD for return in my hand instead. Whoops! Luckily my cousin is a postal man and he said he'll go get it out. :LOL:
The CRS Anthem !
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WKo5Oy7Le6g
Hell guys, I didn't even know what CRS was until Mello put up the video, thanks Mello. As you may remember, I am the care giver for my Mum who has Dementia or as some prefer, Alzhiemers disease and the food to help that and, at a guess, CRS, is eggs, EGGS, for those with poor eye sight. So guys, eat your eggs and it will help the brain.
Probably better for the brain if they are cooked over easy instead of "SCRAMBLED", HUH? PUN INTENDED !
Meller
Correlation does not always = causation. With that said, per an article I read, there is no Alzheimer in India and the article suggested it could be because of the turmeric spice they all consume so much of.
My Great grandmother had both of those, and my grandmother has them as well. Not fun to deal with at all. Good luck with it sir!Quote:
Originally Posted by Whiplash23T
I made at least 5 hot laps around the shop looking for one of 5 tape measures that I put down somewhere. What was this topic about again. Oh well, I dont have time for this I gotta find the tape, or was it the Sharpie?
No,it was the coffee cup you were looking for,,,wasn't it??Quote:
Originally Posted by M.T.
Whip,,,CRS is the same as CRAFT.. but totally different to DILLIGAF... ;)
When I'd take Mom to the Doc he'd say that we were seeing the symptoms of dementia, and I felt fortunate that it wasn't Alzheimer's, "only" dementia. As time went on I learned more, and found that dementia, in all of it's many forms is the big, bad monster, and Alzheimer's is simply the most common version that has some specific symptoms that were first quantified by Dr. Alois Alzheimer in 1906. When the Doc mentions "dementia" he's identified the monster, and the monster comes in many forms. As time has passed I'm pretty sure that my Dad had some degree of dementia too, but he was practiced at hiding it.
My Wife's Mom and Dad had Dementia and she refers to it as "The theft of the Mind". My praise and admiration go out to the family supporters that have to go thru this. My Grandfather had it but commited suicide before it became any more of a problem for the ones he loved.
You put down (and lost,) only five tapes?Quote:
Originally Posted by M.T.
That's an amateur effort!
I keep around twenty in one pigeon-hole; when I get down to the last two or three I go through my shed and return all I can find from where I've put them down and forgotten them.
If I'm lucky that will last me another month or two.
:o :o :) :)
Supposed to be 8 tapes here some make it back other are out in the shop somewhere. This is bolted to the furnace so I know where to look, not saying they will be there LOL
I use the bright green ones and clip them to the red tool boxes-----but where are the lazors??
A few years back I bought a florescent green and a florescent pink tape measure......Lost them both in a manner of weeks! Earlier this spring Tractor Supply had 12' tapes for $1.99, I bought a dozen and spread them out around the shop.....
I still can't remember why I logged in...but here I am.
A new Harbor Freight just opened up a few miles away. Time to re up the tape inventory, now if I can remember not to pick up the metric ones everything will be golden! Last time there I was so taken by all the cheap stuff that I left with hands full of prize positions. Got home and then remembered what I went after in the first place. It wasn't in the pile I just brought home! Humm