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Thursday, July 28, 2016

Old Age and Wis . .

Old age and wisdom, is that true? Wise old Owl, well if an Owl manages to live to old age I do reckon, he's wise. Seems logical heah? So maybe just being a survivor, makes one intelligent, I keep waiting on that intelligence, yes I do!

I knew some stupid people in my younger days, did they get smarter later in life? I'm asking stupid questions, so apparently the wise old thing has not hit me yet! Still waiting . . . I'd like to be intelligent just one day in my life. Oh well I can dream can't I?

This rambling is what I call my warm up, can't throw an old mind right into the fire of writing coherent sentences. My oh my . . . it wouldn't work for a week if that happened. I'm feeling the Bern about now, maybe some politics will jump start into some wisdom type talk . . . hell you never know, could happen!

I told myself last week don't get tied up in them old conventions, a waste of time. There ain't nuthin' to lurn in one of them silly ass convince-ons. Just a bunch of drunk, silly dressed wild uns, holding up signs until they pass out or away. What in tarnation would convince somewhat intelligent people to do such a darn thing anyhow? Beets the watermelon out of me. 

(I just had me some watermelon, umm, umm, good, it ran down my jaw, yep just like when I was a kid, nothing has changed.)

((Sorry about my mind interrupting me, that happens a lot!))

I have already forgot about the Republican convention, I do remember Crudee snubbed his nose and Hashish did not even bother to show up in his own home state. Politicians standing up for what they believe, damn . . . how about standing up and representing WE THE PEOPLE!

The DNC Chairman caused a little hiccup before the convention even started, something about e-mails, I thought that had already been cleared up? Mostly like the Republican convention, a bunch of yaa-whos trying to convince the American people how good, smart, honest, trust worthy, their candidate is. Hillary brought in the big guns a firing, you know, the Obamas.

I really feel sorry for Bernie Sanders, this 74 year old played his heart out and what did he get?

Money and power on both sides what will it come down to? Likeability oh my God! Their both in big trouble! Honesty . . . no!  Looks . . . whow! that might be a toss up!

I suppose, old age and wisdom can't explain everything!

Who do I think will win. Let me be perfectly clear I despise both of them! Hillary has the big guns to stump for her, two Presidents. The money and power of Wall Street and Main Street Medias. Donald has several children to go out stumping for him. Does he have enough jets with Trump on them for them. My wisdom tells me you cannot beat the house when playing in their house, you know like a casino! Hillary.   AHHAHAHA, JUST A FEELING KINDA FUNNY! GOODNIGHT

Tuesday, July 26, 2016

NOTHING!

One Convention down, one to go. The elephant has spoken so what is next? The mule, donkey, jackass, whatever. How many children does Hillary have, to tell her how great she is?

Enough of that. The last several days have been hot uns, yes they have! Humidity who-wee! Why do they call this time of the year the Dog Days of Summer? My tongue was hanging out, just like a dog's. Huum . . . that's probably why they call it that!

Had two Doctor appointments the other day, the older you get the more white coats you see circling, tryin' to get a piece of my insurance!

Enough of that. Let me see I've covered weather and politics, what else is there to talk about? Damn! I seem to be at a lost for words today. Apparently the heat has fried me brain, imagine that! People do eat pork brains, not this here old fella, don't know how it taste and don't plan on tryin' it!

It's now Saturday and I cannot think of anything to write about, what the @%&K! My brain has definitely quit working!

It's now Sunday and I hope me brain has something to say.

It's now Monday night and I'm having trouble coming up with anything to talk about. I reckon my mind has gone blank like my mommas! Ya see I asked  her one time as we are sitting outside on her front porch on a beautiful summer day. "What are you thinking about?"

Her answer was short and to the point "nothing."

I have been after her for a long time to tell me stories of her life especially her childhood, she always said "I can't remember."

Now I always found that hard to take, everybody remembers their childhood and some fun stories. I try again "Mom what are you thinking about right this very moment?"  "NOTHING!" She was stern when she answered so I did not ask again. I had tried for years to get her to talk about her life so as I could write and get the feel from her perspective about growing up during the depression and WWII. I'm saddened that I could not do this. Some people are not ones for chit-chat, so I'll just forget it.

Perhaps, since I cannot find much to say I've entered that twilight zone of NOTHING! Man I hope not, I have a real shot of doing much writing with the Democrat Convention and during the Zoo that's will be the Presidential election. We have money and power fighting money and power, who do you think will win??? That's a loaded question heah?

Poor old Bernie Sanders, did anyone actually give him a snowballs chance in hell. Seemed a perfect candidate to easily beat, just right for Hillary. She could burn him easily. Bernie caught some fire, not bad for a 74 year old man. He gave her a run for the money, but we know almost always money wins!

Don't think much of Hillary or Donald! Presidents can get the smartest people to be their advisors, so if they would listen to the best people it shouldn't make much difference. I SAID IF! Actions speak louder than words, you can buy the sweetest speech from speech writers, they mean, diddly-squat. I suppose it doesn't mean all that much to me, what the future brings, I've lived on borrowed time for almost two years now. I watch the process of politics, a late enjoyment in life. I search for knowledge late in my life, never had time before, I was too busy, working, living, just getting by, you know. I was young and foolish after a lifetime of brainwashing, believing that politicians always did what was right for the good old U S of A. How naïve are we?

Our children, our children . . . I really do hurt for you! You've inherited, something of not your making!

I was once optimistic, once upon a time. I read all the fairy tales. Walt Disney was the greatest man on earth to me. A man still a child, producing masterpieces to keep us young.

The child in me has perished, too much reality in the reality of plain old living. The stupidity of life makes me laugh, or it may be just too much living seeing no other way out than to just give life a good laugh in the face of all adversities, we all face. I still have my opinions and hope to share it with you until my death.   

Thursday, July 21, 2016

30 MINUTES

Been a hot, boring day, I have nothing to say!

Sorry don't know what got into my mind! Apparently very little!

Yes I have been watching some of the Republican Convention, "please don't tell any one, lets keep this our little secret."

"What have I been the most impressed with?" Thanks for asking. The thing I question is, what are they pumping through the air vents? Did you see the delegates dancing, laughing, looks like a party! Do they serve Trump wine and liquor there? Is marijuana legal in Cleveland and it is the first time some of the delegates especially the older ones has smoked? Maybe it's second hand smoke leftover from the Cleveland fans.

Whoo-wee,,,,,,, did you see Chris Christie's speech or was that a courtroom scene? He's probably pissed because he didn't get to be Vice President. He had to hang somebody, I bet HRC face was burning! Ted Cruz doesn't hold a grudge does he? I did not know Mike Pence was a stand up comedian! I do feel sorry for Melania Trump though. Words are words, the fact that they were special and coming from her heart, give her a break, must of been a slow news day. Come on people . . . there's only one perfect woman in the world and she is a Democrat!

DAMN, I haven't heard much about the protestors there in Cleveland, are there any out and about? I betcha they're waiting for Thursday evening and who know who is going to give a speech. The men in blue are 3100 strong outside the Convention, just been practicing for tonight. Gonna fix me some popcorn and watch THE BIG SHOW!  I read where the men in blue from all over Ohio and the nation are in Cleveland.

SEEMS TO ME A POOR OLD COUNTRY BOY THAT BOTH PARTIES ARE SERVING AS AN EXAMPLE OF WHAT IS WRONG WITH THE GOOD OL' U.S. OF A. I REMEMBER A CHILDHOOD SAYING "STICKS AND STONES MAY BREAK MY BONES BUT WORDS WILL NEVER HURT ME." KASICH AND CRUZ ARE STILL HOLDING GRUDGES, YES IT WAS A MUD SLINGING, GUN SHOOTING BATTLE! THEY'RE CHILDISH INMATURE LOSERS! THEY BOTH THOUGHT THEY WOULD GET THE NOMINATION. THEY'RE GIVING UP THIS ELECTION FOR THE REPUBLICAN PARTY AND ALREADY LOOKING AT 2020. THIS WILL ONLY HELP HRC. 

I CARE NOT FOR DT OR HRC, SEEMS ALMOST LIKE A STAGED REALITY SHOW THAT ONLY PROVES WHAT A LOT OF AMERICANS ARE FED UP ABOUT. WRESTLING MATCHES ARE NOT REAL, PEOPLE!

WELL FOLLOW THE MONEY AND WHERES DOES THAT LEAD US? MONEY CONTROLS THE MEDIA, WALL STREET, MONEY RUNS THE WORLD ALWAYS HAS ALWAYS WILL!

NEITHER PARTY KNOWS NOT WHAT GOES THOUGH THE WORKING CLASS MINDS. THEY DO NOT UNDERSTAND, NOR REPRESENT US, THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NO FUCKING WAY. IT'S RIGGED PEOPLE ALWAYS HAS, ALWAYS WILL BE. SO WHY DO I CARE? I DO NOT KNOW! ONE OF MY FAVORITE MOVIES IS ROCKY, I RECKON I LIVE SOMETIMES IN A MAKE BELIEVE WORLD, SOMETIMES WE HAVE TO, JUST TO SURVIVE. OH SHIT! I JUST WASTED 30 MINUTES OF MY LIFE ON THIS POST!

Monday, July 18, 2016

COUNTY FAIR, LIKE CONVENTION!

Good evening, morning or whatever time it is in your area. Just typing trying to get my brain going, hoping the news I watched earlier has not permanently fried my noodle. Yikes, news sure is scary! Caution, do not watch the news before going to bed, you'll have nightmares. You'll see strange looking hair and a snarling Hillary's face! HAHAHA! A wee bit of humor or not.

I reckon the world is treating me good compared to what it could be. Have all the necessities I need, don't want for nothing, am able to watch politicians and laugh so I'ssa good.

Yip-pee the Republican Convention is upon us, that's like the County Fair I do believe, perhaps not. I'll do some examining and see how they compare. There's a lot of people attending, to witness and vote for the livestock. The best of show, gets sold for big money. There is a lot of shit smells and slinging. Pork is everywhere. That's just the livestock barn.

On the midway there's crooked games everywhere, if you're not into losing money at all the booths you can go for a ride, seems like we middle class are definitely being ridden! Look at all the pretty lights like smoke and mirrors magic tricks and Washington deals.

Over at the grandstand there's rednecks playing demolition derby in Chevys and Fords, no foreign cars there. Boys will be boys as they let off steam! Over in the 4-H buildings the heart of Apple Pie America shows off what the children made and advertisers from the area trying to get new customers.

Before you can get out of your car you must pay a $5.00 parking fee, just like government in your breeches before you can get out of the car. Some kind of parking tax I reckon.

At the convention the speakers will be wearing expensive suits, here at the working man's fair, it don't matter, we're regular people, we shop at Target's and such.

At this years convention who-wee most likely a heap of police officers attempting to keep the peace. Here at the fair a handful, with police and sheriff cruisers parked everywhere reminding people to keep the peace.

At the convention there will be protesters, protesting the police officers who will be protecting them!!! Lets hope the happenings that are trying to disrupt our way of life is quiet.

I LEARNED JUST TODAY THAT OHIO ALLOWS OPEN CARRYING OF FIREARMS. THE POLICE CHIEF ASKED FOR A TEMPORARY BAN DURING THE CONVENTION. THAT SEEMS A SMART MOVE AFTER ALL THE VIOLENCE THAT'S BEEN GOING ON. WELL NOW .... SEEMS THE GOVERNOR SAID "NO CAN'T DO THAT!" I FIND IT HARD TO BELIEVE THAT THE LEGISLATURE OF THE STATE COULD NOT MEET AND DO SUCH A THING ESPECIALLY SINCE ALL THE DEATHS OF THE LAST SEVERAL WEEKS, MONTHS. TEMPERS ARE RISING WITH THE HOT DOG DAYS OF SUMMER, WOULD NOT TAKE MUCH TO SET OFF PSYCHOS, PLUS LEGAL GUN CARRYING CITIZENS. VIOLENCE HAS ERUPTED AT SPEAKING ENGAGEMENTS EARLIER, BUT THANK GOD NO SHOOTINGS. THE MAKINGS OF SELF-INFLICTED OUT OF CONTROL FROM OUR LAW ABIDING CITIZENS COULD PRODUCE MAYHEM. RACISM WITH LEGAL GUN CARRYING PEOPLE, ADD ALCOHOL, DRUGS, TEMPERS, WOULD NOT TAKE MUCH TO INVITE .... I DON'T EVEN WANT TO THINK ABOUT IT! 

GOD FORBIDE A FEW SHOTS WOULD RING OUT, CITIZENS CARRYING, POLICE UNHOLSTER THEIR WEAPONS. IF WE GET THROUGH THIS WEEK WITHOUT DEATH, DESTRUCTION, MAYHEM, I MIGHT ACTUALLY ATTEND CHURCH SUNDAY.

   

Sunday, July 17, 2016

Dr. Jeff

What is my favorite television show? Thanks for asking, it would be Dr. Jeff Rocky Mountain Vet. I bet you never would of guessed that, huh?

I like many different types of programs. I happened upon a show called Globe Trekker which I enjoy. National Geographic, documentaries, Ancient Aliens, shows that can hold my attention, and give a spark to my last synapse. YEAH! Certainly not a lot of shows make me think, except to change the channel!

DAMN IT! I do like to catch one of the many, many, news shows. I say to myself, "don't watch them news shows, you know all they're, is bad news!" So I mosey over to my computer and there, hitting me smackdab in the face, lite up with all the same shite, plus a whole lot more! Can't get away from the news, no sir!

Dr. Jeff he be one of the good-uns! He's real, like the ol' crocodile hunter, Steve Erwin, yes sir, they be my favorites! Hey what about Steve Erwin's daughter Bindi, winning the Dancing With The Stars competition. I love to listen to her talk!

My two fa-vo-rit-iest animals at this moment is them cute little meerkats and to the other end as far as size goes elephants. Them meerkats are just so darn cute I can't stand it. The female elephants with babies led by the smart old female leader, protect and look out for each other especially the little ones. I've watched many documentaries through the years at times they seem so smart with human like emotions.

I also like Dr. Dee Alaska Vet, she has been a Vet for thirty years, she has a real sense of humor! There has been other shows like Aloha Vet and Dr. Poole, haven't seen them for a while.

I watch animal videos every night before I go to bed, relaxes me and makes me laugh. Certainly never hurts for us to have a good laugh, does it?

I laugh every day at my Chihuahua Taco, he's a lot of company. Just watching him playing not a care in the world, he has it made at my house.

The four pound Yorkie I use to have lives with my sister-in-law. They hit it off bonding real good. I dog sit for her today. She named him "Pee Wee."  Poor thing here I nicknamed him "Rambo," it's a good thing dogs cannot understand!

Animals have been great comfort to me in some of my most trying times. They'll comfort me till the day I pass on. I took Pee Wee for a ride today to our old stomping grounds. Everyone who sees him smiles, how could you not smile at a four pound dog with that face?

Friday, July 15, 2016

SICK, TIRED, MY HEART ACHES ........

I've been away from the television, paper and computer for a few days. Can't really say I've missed them. Always bad news on the television. I see nothing has changed the first news I see is the bad news from France. Terrible!

Haven't felt any where normal par for several days, it wears on my spirits when I'm like this. I'm so sick of a lot of things. Always death destruction, never any cures! How do you cure the sickos of the world? Can't cure sickos, there's only one cure. Fear has its grip on the world, and that means the sickos are winning. The more news headlines they receive the bolder they become. Only one way to get rid of evil. Whether it's world wide terrorism, hatred, sickos will find any reason to harm, kill.

As we become one, meaning slowly becoming a one world government, all the problems of the world become every single country of the worlds problems.

What are the answers, seems to me no one is addressing the problem. They wait for heroes of the comic books to save the day. We need real people to step up. History has shed light on what we thought was men of fortitude, religious, political, men who seem to work miracles, well folks we need some. My future is short, but to our children I cry for you! We need world class visionaries that have built something out of nothing to forget about the almighty dollar and concentrate on one goal.

I reckon I'm old and naïve, could it possibly be the ones that have all the money, the Elite, the 1% be the ones that have created the world as we now know it? My heart cannot grasp such a theory! My common sense believes in such a scenario. The world must be brought to its knees, talk about sick ones!

Trillions of dollars has been spent over the last 15 years is anything better? Hell no! The middle east is in the worst shape of my lifetime! Refugees flood the world, do they try to adapt to the new surroundings or retain what they left?

I could ramble and solve nothing, like the rulers, politicians, the leaders of the world are now doing.

How do you fight a war on terror when the world is terrorized? They've already won. The world makes them stronger through the media. The news as it happens if not from the media the instantaneous placement as it happens from individuals, it cannot be stopped ! The run away locomotive grows, as it runs on no tracks, with the whole world jumping on!

We cannot go backwards, only forward.

Wars are supposed to be fought to win. If the world is willing to live with the terror, our modern terrorist inflict, then so be it. It will take a worldwide effort from all countries to wage a winnable war. We need leadership such as never seen or envisioned to act as one. Sadly I shall not see such a miracle in my life, who am I kidding, it can't be done.

Monday, July 11, 2016

GET OR DIE!

Last week gave us several nice rain showers for the crops, they really needed it! A couple days of relief from heat and humidity before the summertime starts boiling again. It's summer so what the hell?

 I'm searching for words, something to make a post out of. Would be easy to talk about the problems all around us OR is it that a fart can be let any where and posted  at that second? Well, well, well not a fart we would not see, nor would we want to smell the you know! I, representing the older generation that don't have one of the Apple 6 celly-phone. Hell them are not cell-phones, they're fucking computers disguised as a phone! They have all these apps thing-a-ma-bobs that'll take all your brain work right out-ta your head! You know what I be a sayin'! Sheesh-ka-bob! One day there's gonna be sex in the phone or glasses or some appy that'll make you right happy! You know what I'm sayinn'! Not for this old babby boomer! I liked the personal, feely, fucking around of the real thingee!

Yikes . . . what have I stumbled into? Millennials have grown up with the latest technology, just gots to have it! Yes they do! They's go plum fucking nut-so unlessen their hand is holding or their eyes cannot see their phone-computer, happy appy thing-a-ma- bob. They got to be in the loop. The loop is a fryin' some of their brain! Hey I'm old and fried my brain the old-fashion way, tryin to figure politics out!!! I have lost what I had left on this presidential election year! Sooeeyy . . . That's the call for all the hogs to come in for pork-barreling time. It is fair time you know!

Older ones are a tuning into the signals them phone-computer-appy things too, oh yeah! I kid you not. Us-ta grandma would be helping little Jimmy at the kitchen table with school work. Not anymore, grandma has her laptop and Apple phone out, Jimmy is showing grandma how to operate that darn thing. Takes Jimmy quite a spell to teach grandma new things. After grandma has the hang of it, grandpa comes home for supper. It's Lean Cuisine dinner and showing grandpa how to play games and such. Before long grandpa is stopping by Wendy's, bringing home supper, so as they can play games and such.

IT'A A FOREVER CHANGING WORLD, A WORLD SOME OF US CANNOT KEEP, NOR WANT TO KEEP PACE WITH. INSTEAD OF PLACING PACEMAKERS IN US JUST LET US GO. LUCKILY I'M PRETTY MUCH OUT OF THE DAILY LOOPITY-LOOP! ADVANCES IN THE LAST 30 YEARS HAS BEEN ABSOLUTELY MIND BOGGLING FOR SURE! THE HUMAN MIND IS FAR BEHIND. INTELLIGENCE HAS GIVEN WAY TO ARTIFICIAL, WON'T BE LONG BEFORE BABIES WILL BE IMPLANTED LINKED TO AN ALL KNOWING MIND, INDIVIDUALITY WILL BE GONE, IT ALREADY HAS BEGUN, WE JUST DON'T SEE IT YET. IT'LL BE CALLED GOD, "GET OR DIE!"

Saturday, July 9, 2016

HELL!

Good morning to you my friends, hope you're "fair to meddling!" Another oldie but goodie saying that comes to mind., scary sometimes! I can be thinking good and bad, positive and negative, ying and yang simultaneously and that's on a bad day! Always been that way, a by product of my unusual, polar opposite parents. I'm not about to go there though, been there too fricking long!

I'm not depressed, been there done that, not going there again in this life, maybe the next!

I'm just simply  "TIRED!"  How am I to explain? Like a stuck record that's been played too death, sticking in an ever endless amount of new ruts! (Here I talk of records, oh well most likely any one that reads my silly little journal of life is old enough to remember the little 45 rpm, and 33 rpm records.)

Old age poisons my whole body, damn . . . I sure do hate that! or is it loss of neurons while I sleep, mostly likely both, sends chills through my achy-breaky-heart. (Oh crap now that old song will stay in my head! You know, Billy Ray Cyrus had a hit with that song, Hanna Montana's dad, now Miley Cyrus.) 

Nothing truly excites me anymore. Do you understand what I'm saying? Say someone offered me a new car, any car I wanted, with the stipulation, I must drive it, no one else. Once upon a time I woulda been thrilled to death. Now, seeing as how I drive very little what in tarnation do I need a new car for? I have two old, but good enough for me, that I'm happy with, besides, taxes, license, insurance, don't need no more expenses!    

Don't get me wrong, I do enjoy, my wife, family, puppy dogs, even they cannot keep the tiredness away.

Each and every day wears on me.

I have seen the grinding away of one's body, wearing all the way through the heart, erasing a once magnificent soul, the very essence of what once was ...  gone!  Old age, body or mind deteriorating, only the shell remains. Sad as hell ain't it? It is a hell, a kind of hell, experienced by all sooner or later unfortunately!

I'm tired . . . Tired in ways never thought about years ago. I've seen older ones die a slow death but never yielded to the fact that, it would be me one day!

Little things never thought about in daily life become challenges! Each day seems to bring new ones. Is it so, or is it just more noticeable?   

A whole lot a talkin' going on!

I wasn't going to address the mess happening right now. One cannot help but think about the shootings, of all lives. Talk is cheap, sometimes action is needed. Action after heart wrenching, soul searching with the best intent. With that being said I don't see it happening!

Can't stop hate. That's a horrible fact! I see our leader reacting with ideology. Does it stop the hate?

Others in the every day news, some leaders and want a be presidents offering words of wisdom, yeah right!

I SEE A WHOLE LOT A TALKIN' GOING ON, BUT . . . .

I'm going to ask myself a question or two. Do I hate?

As much, as I hate, to admit it . . . yes. Hatred's continually festering, from reasons we most probably don't even understand. A lifetime of brainwashing, a tad at a time, grows, forming scars. I'm not proud of that, they surface from time to time, but I'd be a lying if I said other.

I've never known a perfect human. I don't care what profession they're in.

How do you legislate and get rid of hatred, prejudice, racism etc,. Never going to happen amigos.

Now with that being said, are the representatives of religions, races, cultures and so on and so forth even a trying to ease the tension that's running rampant. Most spew hatred to make their points.

News anchors, don't just report the news, they give their thoughts, just as all newspapers spout their intended messages. We all know that all news is absolute truths, don't we?

I'm going to cut this short because my hatred starts running amuck, when I contemplate the intelligence level of our learned, ruling classes and ass-o-ciates.

There is a whole lot a talkin' going on, so why are we in such deep doo-doo?.

Thursday, July 7, 2016

Grass

Gonna mow some grass, temperature upper 80's, humidity 'bout the same. Been rainy for a spell the grass is getting away from me. I've got to have a go at it, possibility of rain for the next two days. If I don't mow now, I might have to bail hay, It'll be too high. At least a breeze is blowing, yep . . . now's the time. I slowly push my mower, with a noticeable, definitely feel-able, although determined limping of one leg. A life of mishaps, work ainna, gonna, stop this old boy today! After several laps my hip gets in tune with my gimpy leg. The old locomotive has found its wheels! Instead of smoke spewing from out of the furnace powering the steam engine, the sweat breaks out to cool me down. A hand towel keeps the sweat out of my glasses and eyes. Keeps me busy make a lap, wipe some sweat. My arms feel strong, all stiffness has subsided, actually my whole body feel pretty darn good. I'm no longer limping. I think to myself "what the hell?" I'm walking slow as a sloth, but smoothly, who cares! I've got half a day, I can stop and take a break anytime, nothing else on my agenda for today. I decide to take a break and cool down, I hit the coolness of my 70 degree house sit in my chair and watch the news. After cooling down, I realized my mistake! First signal was getting out of my easy chair, sometimes it ain't so easy! I have cooled down too much, my body is rebelling saying "we're done for today!" I talk back and say "no way Jose!" The hot clammy air hits me as I open the door, as significantly but opposite manner I had going inside. Wow-wee, definitely breaks up the boredom of just another day! I have my sweat towel and fire that sucker up again for another go at it. After a lap my body's back in tune, slow, but steady. Don't take long before I'm moping sweat off my brow. I mow for a while, time for another break, I get in my old car with the windows down soaking up the wonderful breeze,  I stop and get me a nice cool tea at B.K. I'm back, ready for another go round. I don't do the sir-condition thing again until I'm done for the day. Well now . . . for what ever reason I have mowed more grass than I have in one day this year. "I'm a mowing machine, yes I am!" I hope into the shower before my body turns to . . . one big pain! Drink a glass of water take a couple Tylenol, I took some earlier as preparation for the big day of grass mowing. I'm now prepared for the body cooling down, pain phase. I'm cold so I place a blanket over my soon to fall apart body. I'm waiting, waiting, my belly decides it needs some grub so before the breakdown I take care of that. Back to the old man's easy chair underneath my blanket. Hours later my body is no worse for the wear, now I'm thinkin' "it'll be hell to pay tomorrow morning!" As I post this in my daily journal, hell ain't happened yet! If it does I'll do another post and describe in detail all my aches and pains. Man I hope that doesn't happen!!! Sweet dreams until we meet again, yer pal G.

The County Fair

A stream a day keeps the world away or a streaming (screaming) keeps me neurons a firing in old age!  

Step right up boys and girls, its county fair time. I love all the smells hanging thick in the air, yes, even the live stock! Now when I talk about the food, well sir! there ainna no place else I have ever been that can compete, smells that is! Now, I'm a big ol' boy who loves his food. I don't have to explain it no further you know exactly what I be a sayin'! Don't you? So many foods to smell your nose reacts like a blue tick hound's. Nose sensors pushed to the max. Normally the smells are so mundane your nose sensors don't jiggle a hair, except after Junior deposits yesterdays whole day of, Lord Almighty what the hell does that boy eat? "Good Golly Miss Molly!!!

Let us stream the county fair as I paint a picture for you to see.

      The county fair is one of the traditions that link generations together, imagine the fair of today or the fair of 1950 all are mostly the same. That's pretty amazing seeing how so much has changed. The flashing lights of the midway still amaze, taking us  getting older folks, back to our childhood's, first fascination with The County Fair.
     
      It's always hot, well hell yes! Can't imagine a fair in the wintertime, no sir-ree! Weather hot and humid, fans going full bore in the livestock building, keeping them piggies, lambies, goaties, heifers, and all the rest of them farm animals from stroking out. I just thought of something maybe that's why you can get a whiff of the animal barn, you know the end product from a good ways away. The 4 H-ers shovel and keep the individual pens right nice. They place all that m-a-n-u-r-e on a pile that piles up pretty high, quite quickly, whilst I don't mind looking at it, DAMN BABY! it sure puts off a potent smell in the air!  It's a good thing all the food booths have their own unique smells, that's what negates the manure pile.

      Community buildings are plentiful at our fair, highlighting the many items of the 4-H. Booths of businesses that want your business, the list is endless. What would a county fair be without farm implements, tractors new and old.

      Tractor pulls, demolition derbies, T Q Midget races, rodeos, acts of all kinds, whatever sells tickets. Ten days of the fair keeps the expenses of the fair going from year to year.

      What do I need to say about the midway? Lights stimulate your cranium into riding the many rides, play the many games, even though you know you're at their mercy, people, every where. Power cords running everywhere, from the many generators powering the midway up. At the end of the visit you find your car, sit for a few minutes, looking at all the flashing lights. The midway is set up and torn down going from counties to counties, an undertaking of monumental proportions. Tired from the heat, the body to body slew of people, visiting all of the many buildings, all the walking, petting all the animals, eating, playing of games and such, natural instinct sets in as your walking to your car, you check to be sure you have the wallet. Sad but true where crowds congregate crooks appear.


Tuesday, July 5, 2016

My Serious Side

I have been working on what I consider a funny piece, least wise to me, you may not think it's funny. I'm trying to be serious, but my serious side is not kicking in. The world is too serious a place, we must have something to laugh at, to take some of the pain away. I use to watch the news and get riled up, now I just laugh at the silliness, mostly the political fun we have going on with Hillary and Donald. I don't have the volume or close caption on when the two presidential nominees are on. I find myself laughing while watching them, cartoon characters they are, say "Tom and Jerry, maybe the Road Runner with Wile E. Coyote".  Hillary's so stiff and orchestrated, Donald, just looking at his fake tan, white around his eyes, I won't even mention the hair thing!

I 'm going to be serious, hope you don't mind.
 
July 3 temperature is a cool 68 degrees, at 4 pm, it's cloudy, rain is coming. I need something warmer for this unusual day. I get a sweatshirt, then head to my garage and open the overhead door for a front row seat of a summer rain shower. I laugh, thinking the weather forecast calls for 90 and humid in a couple days, doesn't matter now, this old man needs another layer of warmth, to cover his old thin, fat skin. I remember back we'd clear snow off the school basketball court to play ball in mid winter. Physical exertion and playing, soon we're in tee shirts, red faced and sweating. That was 50 years ago!

The overcast day is welcomed as we're about to go into "the dog days of summer." The corn in the fields around my house is drying up, needs a good steady rain, not a "gully washer." The rain arrives ever so slowly, I'm ready to relax and watch, mother nature's magic, while sitting in an old rocking chair warm and snug, a rockin' the day away. No wind at all, while the peek-a-boo rain revs up over 10 minutes to a steady beautiful soothing, I swear the corn is saying "aahh!"

No lightning, no thunder, perfect, grass greening, crop rejuvenating, mother nature's gold, growing them beautiful, silky ears of sweet corn to deliciousness. I'm thinking "fresh corn, first of the season, umm, umm, good!"

The rain sings a steady note, echoing of my open, non-sheet-rocked, yet dry garage. I can smell the damp grass from my mowers, beside me.  My imagination watches the grass rejuvenating before my eyes. No, no, no! as I come to my senses, oh well better for the farmers. Why am I thoroughly enjoying such a day? This rainy day does not get me down, it gives me peace. I find myself bordering on meditation. The every day news seems, like water off a ducks back, nary a twitch of foreboding impending everyday doom for me at this moment! The rain peaks and slowly peters out.

Not a drop of rain has touched my thinning hair, yet cleansed my soul, all the way down to my toes. Such beauty on a rainy Sunday afternoon. I'm fortunate to have the front row pew in the "church of life."

I've always loved the summer rains. A hot humid day turns, bringing in a gentle cool wind, placing goose bumps upon the arms, so ... invigorating.

Another summer time rain, we referred to as "gully washers." A quick storm brings forth a lot of rain quickly, leaving water standing. We kids took full advantage of the rain pools, playing in them. It was much fun, the perfect way to cool off in "the dog days of summer!"

Hope your fourth found you full of, barbecue, apple pie, and fireworks!!!!!! Good night!

Monday, July 4, 2016

Independence Day

Independence Day what does that mean to you? I'm not talking about the sequel to the movie made years ago with Will Smith. We celebrate Independence Day for a reason. Come on people put your thinking caps on. Yes, we celebrate and call it The Fourth of July, there's more to the story. Yes, fireworks are set off, and yes they're so beautiful. Did we learn about this in school? Yes if we were there that day! Yes, we have barbecues, drink, celebrate. I know some view it as a paid holiday every year, like our other holidays.

We celebrate the Declaration of Independence from Great Britain in 1776. It feels a mite spooky me talking about independence after Great Britain's recent vote to leave the European Union.

Seems we get into the swing of summer, with the longest day of the year barely behind us. Mid year celebrating, before you know it the farmers fields have peaked green and start turning . . . don't want to go there yet, you know live for the now moment, the perfect time of the year as far as I'm concerned!

It will not rain on my parade, even if it rains all day, I'll hold an umbrella over my barbecue or take the grill to the garage.

I have seen many Independence Days, I cannot note any more memorable than the others. I have been given another shot at life from a couple years ago. I think why? Why was it not my time? I no longer dwell on it like I once did, but cannot block out a small question mark of that day.

Oh well I wanted to post a little somethun, somethun, today.

Is Independence Day, a movie about illegal "aliens?" HAHAHA!

Independence Day is a hammock, lemonade, apple pie with vanilla ice cream, relaxing in 85 degree weather, with family and friends . . . . . . . . .