Posts Tagged ‘advice’

Happy New Year! The Communists Have Moved In

Good morning, all ye readers. How did you enjoy the week between Christmas and New Year’s Day, or, as I call it, the Other Sweeps Week? Mine was ruined because my son Brian got me a Friendly’s gift certificate. He knows I don’t eat there. I stopped eating there the day they stopped letting me order the chicken meal from the children’s menu. I don’t even care about the price. The thing I like is that they put the chicken cutlets on skewers for you. It’s very attractive that way, and it’s easier to eat. If there was a version of it on the regular menu, I’d be more than happy to order it, but since there’s not, there’s no good reason why my cold, hard greenbacks shouldn’t be good enough to buy it off the children’s menu.

Unfortunately, I’m going to have to keep a lower Internet profile on the Internet. Yesterday I saw a bunch of Commies all go into the house next door. The reason I know they were Commies is that they were all wearing red hats. Sure, they tried to disguise themselves by wearing purple sweaters, but that didn’t fool me. No, sir. And they were all lady Commies, the most sinister kind of all.

I told my grandniece Tricia and her friends to be careful not to talk about our Capitalist system over the Internet, because the Commies have probably bugged our system. Since you’re reading this “lifestyle column”, you might want to take my advice as well. That’s how it all starts: They move in next door innocently enough, and the next thing you know, they’ve started monitoring your phone calls and your Internet blogs. So I’m not going to say anything pro-Capitalist here in this space. But just to be on the safe side, I’m going to be keeping a lower profile until I’m sure they’ve stopped watching us. I wouldn’t be surprised if my son Brian hired them to snoop on me. He probably thought they were regular spies and didn’t even realize they were the Communist kind. The unobservant could easily make that mistake.

Until next time!

Ahoy,

The Codger

Don’t Fall Victim To a Phishing Virus

A good day to you, dear readers. I would like to make a point of pointing out to you all something important I learned this morning. I was buying a special Christmas gift for the common-law Mrs. Codger this morning at the mall when the cashier asked me if I wanted to give her my E-mail address for their mailing list and to enter some sort of contest to win some sort of prize.

Well, I was all set to give it to her when the good Samaritan in line behind me piped up and told me about the dangers of a what is known as “phishing”. They spell it with a “ph” so people know it’s bad, not like recreational fishing. As I understand it, the phisher phishes your personal information and uses it to send you a virus that has a phishing scam in it. And if you get the virus, you’d better look out. You’ll be stuck paying a computer programmer large sums of money to fix your computer…a grave price, indeed.

When I got home, I decided it would be prudent to do some additional research into the matter. And what I found will blow the cover off the hippies’ so-called “peace and love” charade once and for all: It turns out that the people most responsible for phishing viruses are these tarted-up hippie delinquents: Phish.

That’s right, they’re in a band that flaunts its evil mission statement right there in its name for all the world to see! If this isn’t investigative journalism at its finest, I don’t know what is. Now where’s my Peabody Award?

Until next time!

Ahoy,

The Codger

Exemplary Codgers: Patsy Campbell

Hello and ahoy again, all of you who ready this “lifestyle column”. As I was out last week, I let my E-mail get backed up…why, there must have been over a dozen unread E-mails in there! So I spent all day yesterday reading them and getting caught up. One of the best ones came from my grandson Max. He sent me a fantastic Yahoo article: http://finance.yahoo.com/loans/article/111500/the-25-year-foreclosure-from-hell and it gave me the inspiration for this week’s Exemplary Codger: None other than 71 year old Ms. Patsy Campbell.

As Max’s article describes, the government has been trying to kick poor Ms. Campbell out of her house for the past 25 years using a legal loophole called “foreclosure”. I would imagine some of you are familiar with it, particularly those amongst you who don’t manage your finances well. Well, Ms. Campbell has been maintaining her house for 25 years, putting in a watchdog, boarding up all the windows to keep out the storms, and doing all those things that good homeowners in subtropical climates do for the past two and a half decades. That’s because she lives in Florida. And her husband wanted her to have that home when he died, not the government. But as Ms. Campbell says herself, “If they had a case, they would have already won it, years ago”.

Because of all they’ve put her through, this foreclosure truly has become “the foreclosure from hell” for Ms. Campbell. I would’ve stopped making payments years ago, too! But she keeps her spirits high: “They’re not going to take this house. I intend to stay in this house and maintain it as my residence until I die.” Her neighbors should be ashamed of themselves, not pitching in and helping her keep those lawyers off her property! Ms. Campbell, if you’re reading this, I think getting a reverse mortgage (just as I did) might be the answer to your problems! That maneuver would really confuse those lawyers! They’d probably have no idea how to proceed.

Until next time!

Ahoy,

The Codger

Celebrating My 204th Anniversary

Ahoy, dear readers. In my haste to bring you all the latest and greatest news, I neglected to celebrate the 200th article of this “lifestyle column”. That is why today I will be observing the 204th anniversary of this Blog with a retrospective of some of my finest works since my last centennial anniversary (100th).

I called for greater curb appeal in my neighborhood: https://thecodger.wordpress.com/2010/08/16/curb-appeal-codger-edition/

I got ready to build my Space Needle addition to my house:

https://thecodger.wordpress.com/2010/08/17/preparing-for-my-space-needle-addition/

I had an oil spill in my kitchen and was forced to fry up my home-grown shrimp before they were fully grown: https://thecodger.wordpress.com/2010/08/20/an-oil-spill-in-my-own-kitchen/

My grandniece Tricia announced her pregnancy: https://thecodger.wordpress.com/2010/08/29/congratulations-on-your-pregnancy-tricia/

I blessed you with The Codger’s Guarantee: https://thecodger.wordpress.com/2010/09/01/the-codgers-guarantee/

I had a terrible weekend at Brian and Tammy’s beach house: https://thecodger.wordpress.com/2010/09/07/i-have-returned/

I wrote a Live Blog of my daily routine: https://thecodger.wordpress.com/2010/09/08/1010/

Tricia and her friends returned to live with me. What a happy day: https://thecodger.wordpress.com/2010/09/27/my-grandniece-is-coming-back-to-live-here/

I tried to get those Pickers from the television to come to my house: https://thecodger.wordpress.com/2010/10/17/trying-to-get-the-pickers-to-come-to-my-house/

I wrote a delightful screenplay: https://thecodger.wordpress.com/2010/10/27/the-codgers-screenplay/

I told you to smelt down your silver, and you listened: https://thecodger.wordpress.com/2010/11/15/youve-got-to-smelt-down-your-silver/

Until next time!

Ahoy,

The Codger

The Codger’s Cult of Personality

A fine morning again to you, the reader. I’d like to begin today by having a moment of silence for Nancy Grace while she recovers from her surgery. I would call for a moment of prayer, except I know a lot of you use this Web site for education, and the government says you can’t mix the two. If there’s one person you don’t want to double-cross, it’s the government.

Now that’s got me thinking. There are people out there known as followers. What could make them better? Leadership. That’s why I’ve decided to talk about leadership and share some of my greatest leadership tips.

Chief among them is creating a “cult of personality”. I consulted the Wikipedia encyclopedia (not the bad one the government’s going after), which says, and I quote, “A cult of personality arises when an individual uses mass media, propaganda, or other methods, to create an idealized and heroic public image, often through unquestioning flattery and praise. Cults of personality are usually associated with dictatorships. The sociologist Max Weber developed a tripartite classification of authority; the cult of personality holds parallels with what Weber defined as ‘charismatic authority’.[…]While the cult of personality generally applies to the enhancement and promotion of a political or religious doctrine, it stands to reason that it is also asserted in everyday situations where popularity is used to advocate conformity to philosophies and lifestyles, even products and attitudes by way of peer pressure and herd mentality.”

You hear that? You’ve got to be charismatic to have a cult of personality, and we can’t let dictators ruin them for all of us. If we can get enough people to lead through cults of personality, then we’ll finally have that herd mentality we’ve all been longing for. Just look to myself, The Codger, for your shining example.

Until next time!

Ahoy,

The Codger

Tips for a Healthy and Prosperous Thanksgiving

Good morning, dear readers. Have you made your Thanksgiving plans yet? If you’re family is both out-of-state and worth visiting, you’re going to have one heck of a time at the airport, or so I hear. Apparently there’s a big band of pranksters out there asking the security guards to pat them down rather than letting them walk through the X-ray machine. I remember when it was a privilege to get X-rayed…people would line up for miles and miles! And now people are begging to get pat down. That’s just old fashioned and backwards! That kind of attitude is not how America got where it is today!

And now let me offer you some more advice for Thanksgiving. When you’re deep frying your turkey, don’t do it indoors. Every year you hear about some careless person burning down his house because he had to have his turkey right there inside. I say it’s just plain healthier to have your turkey outdoors in the fresh air. It’s good for the sinuses, and I’ve known restaurants to get quite crowded by selling special “Al Fresco” dishes.

I’m not sure what rules apply when you need to deep fry your turkey if it’s cold outside, like it can be up in the mountains or over in the Midwest. You don’t want to risk burning down your house, but you also don’t want to risk hypothermia. The temperature differential between the hot turkey and your cold body couldn’t possibly end well. What are your thoughts on the matter?

Until next time!

Ahoy,

The Codger

The Intervention Was A Success

A good Monday morning to you out in the audience today. Well, you can all breathe a heavy sigh of relief. I told you last week that my friend Billy’s grandson Haydon was addicted to drugs. It turns out that he actually spells his name “Hayden”, but that’s his parents’ doing, not his. And he’s not addicted to drugs. It was all a big misunderstanding.

It turns out that Billy confronted Haydon about his irritability and his erratic behavior. He also showed him that intervention video I found for him. Well, Haydon finally stood up for himself and told the truth: He’s not addicted to drugs. But he does enjoy, as he put it himself, “huffing down” large quantities of whipped cream.  

Billy gave me a call because he was still concerned, but I put his fears to rest. Growing boys need all the calories they can get, even if they come from so-called “junk foods” like whipped cream. Why, I remember as a young Codger spending hours at the local drug store counter ordering up ice cream sundae after ice cream sundae, and they were topped with loads of whipped cream. Mountains of the stuff! I told Billy that Haydon’s behavior is totally normal, and let me tell you: Was he ever relieved! I told him to be sure to stock his refrigerator with an extra can of whipped cream or two for the next time Haydon visits so he’ll feel right at home.

Until next time!

Ahoy,

The Codger