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Trip And Fall

A dude’s home is his castle. Which is supposed to mean he’s safe there.

Turns out, not so much. You know that old saw about how most accidents happen within five miles of home (which does not actually mean you should avoid anyone else’s home because it’s dangerous there. It is talking about your home as well. Even if you are renting an apartment.), well, it turns out to be mostly true.

In a very deadly sense.

Falls, according to the American Recall Center, are the second-leading cause of unintentional death in America.

Couple that with June being National Safety Month and you’ve got a perfect time to run the following infographic.

Take a little time to look it over and make sure there’s nothing obviously wrong in your house that you didn’t realize.

http://www.recallcenter.com/prevent-slips-trips-falls/

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Sunday Serenade: Modest Mouse

by Richard

Sometimes, the right song just falls into your lap.

Or, in this case, dudes, the right group.

We left off on Friday talking about how Operation Mighty Hunter I was an effort to remove a mouse from our house. And then here I was today thinking about what song to play for you, when I remembered about the group called Modest Mouse.

You might not remember the name, but I’m sure you’ve head the song Float On. If not? Well, here’s your chance.

Enjoy.


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I’m Melting

by Richard

No, I’m not the Wicked Witch of the whatever direction it is that doesn’t like water and reacts badly to a little improvisational comedy in the vein of the Three Stooges. That is, the one that melts when water gets thrown on her.

I’m just talking about the heat.

That terrible, horrible heat.

Most of the country has been under a heat warning the last couple of days. I came back from Florida, where the temperature was 93 degrees, and home to North Carolina, where a temperature of 104 degrees greeted me.

That’s hot.

To make matters worse, this was the day Casa De Dude hosted a family reunion of the wonderful folks on the side of the family belonging to my wife, known to me and braggingly known now to her family as She Who Must Be Obeyed. And it was hosted outdoors.

Yeah, we set up the party in the heat. Got out the plates and tables and drinks and party games and suchlike in the heat. We cooked in the heat. And then, when everybody else arrived, we had the party outdoors in the heat. If our backyard wasn’t a miniature forest for all the trees, I’m sure somebody would have melted.

My favorite ice cream dessert I make, Heavenly Layers, basically melted just moments after I cut the pieces and put them on the plate. And that was indoors.

Dude, I have no idea how people managed to survive life before air conditioning, much less wearing all the thick clothing for which those years were known.

Not me, dude. Not me.

And with that whine, I’m headed indoors to stay. Somebody can crack me out of the house once the temperatures go back down to tolerable, somewhere around 95 degrees. I won’t like it, but I can live with it.

What more could I ask?

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