So what does it take to, “get it your way” these days? Remember that old commercial ditty that Burger King used to tout? “Have it your way, have it your way”! Well not today anyway!

My request is simple. I’m not asking them to cook the hamburger any special way. I’m not asking for something totally out of the ordinary. All I want is a damn Whopper with no ketchup, no mayo and with mustard. Is that too much to ask for?

Apparently it is. I’ve tried to order this 3 times now and each time I get something different than what I asked for. I’m not trying to be difficult, I’m just trying to eat a bit healthier by getting rid of the mayo. As for the ketchup, I just don’t like the stuff, (except of course on fries).

So I’ve begun to dumb down the way I ask for it. ” I would like two Whoppers without cheese, PAUSE, No ketchup, PAUSE no mayonnaise PAUSE with mustard!”.

Each time I am asked to repeat myself, they didn’t quite get it. OK, so I do. I’ve even had them repeat it back to me, (they did this, I didn’t ask for it because I know it’s too easy for them to spit on my burger if they get pissed at me).

What I get sometimes comes close, but I either get ketchup and mustard, no condiments at all or ketchup and mayonnaise and no mustard!

I know, I should bring it back, but I’ve heard too many stories about how the teenage help will spit on your food if you piss them off, and I for one will not take that chance. I grudgingly eat my Whopper while trying to think of a foolproof way of asking for what I want and not insulting the kitchen help.

Now this isn’t unique to Burger King. McDonalds, KFC, Taco Bell and Wendy’s are all guilty as well. So I have begun to adopt a dumbed down way of ordering food. I over enunciate my words, I pause so that they will be sure to hear each and every syllable spoken and try to be sweet as syrup to the order taker in hopes that they might actually give a damn about my order and try to get it right.

Hey! Maybe that’s the problem!!! As I write this, a revelation just hit me. When I tried to program my cell phone to work with voice recognition, I did almost the same thing that I do when I order fast food. I over enunciated and spoke slow and deliberate. And it didn’t work!!! Finally in exasperation, I mumbled my words, and spoke as if it were a chore to get each word out, and it worked! The phone understood everything I said!

Maybe I should try this next time I visit Burger King!

“Yeah…Gimme two Whappers wid nuttin on em, wid sum tard and the salad stuff too!”

Peace out!

No… sorry guys, I didn’t stumble upon Hef’s hidden playground! If cute isn’t your bag, quit reading now!

I stumbled upon a nest of newborn baby bunnies while cutting the lawn down on the back 40 down at the river. The grass was about knee high and I was going slow and the blade was high so it wouldn’t bog down. Luckyfor that because after passing over an area next to a bush, I looked back and saw a lump of fur. Now I’ll be the first one to admit, I’m no hunter! I couldn’t bring myself to hurt any animal. So when I saw this fur, my heart dropped. I thought I had run over a rabbit or something. I stopped the tractor and went to where the fur was and lo and behold, it was still moving!!!

Now I really felt bad as I thought I had wounded the poor thing!. I picked through the fur and much to my surprise it was a nest of 3 baby bunnies. Even better, they were all alive and fine!  I’ve never seen a nest of baby bunnies so I thought I’d share this with you. I ran and got my camera and took this video.  I then covered them back up with the fur and some leaves. Now I’m hoping the mother comes back.

I don’t recall seeing her anywhere while I was cutting the grass. I know I didn’t run over her. I’m sure she took off before I started cutting as my 2 dogs were in the area. Hopefully she’ll come back tonight.

I’ll be checking on them in a couple of days. I don’t know what I’m going to do if she doesn’t come back. I guess my wife and I will have to figure that one out if it happens. Here’s hoping for the best.

Winter seems as if it is finally releasing it’s frigid grip at last. Simple things like going out with a light coat, feeling the warmth of the sun un cooled by freezing winds and being able to see the first signs of life in the trees and the first blooms of spring. These are things that we look forward to and celebrate.

It comes every year, but lately, it’s been showing up later and later like an errant friend who always leaves you waiting because they are never on time. You would think that one would eventually adapt and learn to live with this tardiness, but each and every time, you feel the disappointment in having been kept waiting.

Is this global warming? I would think we would have shorter winters, but I suppose it shows its effects in its own ways.

Ahhhh, if one could live with spring and fall like temperatures year round… but that would be San Francisco!