Owen powell's Blog (7)

"People who complain do it every day of the week," Aunt Gladys

Overheard at the club, member A, "I help out in the kitchen, I do the dishes" Member B, "Do you wash AND dry?"

My mother in the middle of our Sunday morning breakfast jumped up, touched her toes, rose upwards, hopped up and down a few times, flapped her arms like bird wings and said, "Not bad for 87!"

This week's client on her recent separation, 

"He's spending time with people who don't really know him, that's good"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uKQc6D9GtwM

Today at the door of Sherwin Williams Paint in Springfield

"I saw ya coming through the door - Owen, right? I never forget a face

Remember me, Steve, from the Brookhaven store, bout 15 years ago I was

the assistant, Randy was the manager. Little guy with glasses, real hyper.

I'm in the paint biz, now"

"Oh yeah, I remember you, how ya…

Penelope's end

When I first started out in business I screwed up my first half dozen jobs, barely escaping with the

check. I was a few dollars away from totally broke or worse, a regular job, when I got my break. A

friend turned me on to an older lady with some big bucks. A relative of both the Duponts and the

Woods of Wawa, we're talking a coupla hundred million.  Mrs. Sands was stinkin rich but you

certainly wouldn't know it from the crappy little home she…

my mother on her dentures, " Owen, you don't understand, they're in there like a torpedoed ship,

half up and half down."