Evenin', Woods. Long day at the fair. Here is my social faux pas of the day.

One of the exhibits is sponsored by the Oklahoma Beekeeper's Association. I see my chance having just seen a special about a tribal people who venture into the world's largest mangrove forest to search for enormous bee honeycombs. Area is infested with the earth's concentration of tigers as well. Ya seeing the situation?

I mosey right over to one of them there beekeeper fellers and I (in what I consider to be a Mr. Radio Announcer Fella voice) regale him with the entire episode of how these tribal people fight off the tigers in this remote corner of the earth in hopes of finding these large honeycombs in order to each receive about 60 American dollars for their trek. Beekeeper feller, unnoticed by me but certainly a glaring beacon to Sherri, adopts the glazed doughnut look at some point.

We leave after I have completely left no factoid unmentioned and Sherri says to me...."Great, the beekeeper guy just said to his buddy, Crap, I met a bee nerd."

Needless to say a dark cloud followed me around the fair after that little incident.

 

Mick...I hope the patrons weren't all staring at you and whispering among themselves!!!!

 

Evenin Ron and Mick!

Mick, you should talked computer stuff to him. "Are you using a database to track bee pollination activities?"

 

Needless to say a dark cloud followed me around the fair after that little incident. So you now feel like "Pig Pen" from Charlie Brown.

 

Mick,
Important to remember the title "Nerd" is completely subjective ......of course.


Bwaaaaaahahahaha. Great story.

 

Evening Scooter Tramps...

I know, I barge in, no foreplay, no pleasantries... I get it from my wife all the time.

 

Doc, are you saying they may have been abuzz about my doings?

 

Are you trying to bee punny?

 

That was the word being passed around the hive.

 

Bwaaaahaaahaaa , Doc.