Monday, December 31, 2007

December 31

Wheee, just about zipped through another year! Dory is having a problem with imminent arrival of 2008. She feels that in some way she missed 2007 almost completely. Time flies when you're having fun and I guess she has had more fun than I realized. Maybe I should begin accompanying her on all her outings.

Going to be real exciting here tonight, flipping thru all the channels as we follow the new year from time zone to time zone. When the new year finally arrives here it could bring us one of those exciting fully chill bump covered bodies. The new year is supposed to begin here, cold and with a chill factor of 5* which could help produce that exciting feeling. I'd say about 12:02, if I can only get Dory, in her nightclothes, to run a round or two in the yard with me, it could be the start of a really great new year! We could come in and cling together for warmth until everyone of the bodies bumps recede leaving us happily with warm bodies, warm hearts and a nice satisfied feeling.

Heck, I know I'll probably be in bed by 9:00, or there about, but it doesn't hurt much to look through the old memory album once in awhile.

A grand evening and tomorrow to all of youse too!

Oh, how cruelly sweet are the echoes that start when Memory plays an old tune on the heart! ~Eliza Cook

Sunday, December 30, 2007

December 30

Well we did go for the 8 piece shrimp dinner. $12.10 for both and with the shrimp all flattened out there was up to three bites in each of the 8 pieces tho only two bites in each for me. Had some potatoes, a vegetable and a roll with them and it was all pretty tasty.

Of course in order not to add the full cost, (estimated at $3.10), of the gas to get there and back we had to shop a store or two and pick up a couple other things. That helped hold down the total food cost to about $13.13. And I can't break it down into bites costs because the potatoes, vegetable and roll added quite a few. It all made Dory happy so what is $13.13 every so often.......but not too?

I think we're going to hang around here today but only the shadow knows for sure and that particular one follows Dory.

The biggest difference between cheap and frugal is the spelling.~Cheapfatas

December 29

Got a right good looking day now after a stuttering start. Early it was a nasty cloudy view out the window with a 28 degree temperature riding along. But since, the big sun whipped out most all of the clouds and has raised the temperature some with the brightness suggesting a promise of more. Not bad at all for this time of the year. Bad weather missed us again.

I have been asked to accompany the beach over to the beach........I mean Dory over to Osage Beach sometime today. It was asked in a pretty sincere way, enough that I've pretty well decided to do it. She wants some of the shrimp that she saw advertised somewhere, 8 fried shrimp $5.50. Puckers my butt a little to think about it. You can see that with tax she's talking around 70 cents per bite! Maybe if you take smaller bites the cost per would come down but I've never seen a two bite scrimp. I may just get a hamburger. They are about the same price and it takes a lot more than eight bites to finish most of them. Maybe not the double cheese burger at McDonalds but it costs only a dollar.

Ruthie is in Yuma at her winter home and I sure do miss her! Why, if she was here she would go with Dory in a heartbeat and they would probably bring a hamburger home for me. I wouldn't be forced to see that waste of money shelled out. Too, I'm thinking of changing Hunky to Fatcheapas

Good day to youse anyway!

"I seem to smell the stench of appeasement in the air." - Margaret Thatcher

Friday, December 28, 2007

December 28

Well, no outside unit hooked up yet which leaves us only our half-assed heat but it still warms us okay. Getting me pretty warm under the collar too! The guy said due to the heavy mist and because a refrigerating unit shouldn't be opened in wet conditions he'll hook'er all up when the weather permits and even suggested that might not happen until Monday. Even tho they worked on Christmas Eve I guess they don't work weekends. It is rainy this morning but looks like we'll miss out on anything bad. I'm thinking he could come this afternoon but I predict he won't.

Dory has an Eldon trip planned today, with of course a stop at the bowling alley. I on the other hand, still wallowing in this great life of retirement, have formed no plans at all. If the mood strikes I may go with her or I may give the fish a chance to visit our refrigerator or I guess I could read. There is just an endless array of things to do should I want and an even greater mass of things that need done that I really should do........and I will sometime.

One of the bulbs in a three bulb fixture doesn't light up and I know what the problem is but I don't want to mess with it now. Someone stepped on a Christmas light outside squashing it good but it didn't affect the others and I don't want to replace it now. I've got a ton of clothes laying across one of the beds with another ton in the closet that need to join them. They need sorted out as to keep or donate but I don't want to do it now. The closets downstairs are..............Ah, there is a never ending list but you get the picture here and I suspect a lot of you have your own list of need to's that you don't want to.

"The greatest foes, and whom we must chiefly combat, are within." - Miguel De Cervantes

Thursday, December 27, 2007

December 27

Just doing a little wait for the heat pump guy to get here to finish up. Thank goodness there isn't anything to eat within reach or my weight would certainly increase! Good grief, Dory has been hanging pretty close to home and cooking is one of the things she does to keep herself occupied.

Lets see, one day was the huge chex cereal mix with nuts and pretzels that I really like. Well, I don't care much for pretzels which caused her to talk angry to me about eating around them and leaving just a bag of pretzels.

One morning came some dark fudge with nuts and then in the afternoon some peanut butter fudge. Cookies, did I mention cookies? A good part of a day spent on baking several batches of those rotten 'will breakers'.

Christmas day she baked a turkey, mashed up some potatoes, stirred up some gravy, reheated some leftover asparagus and sweet potato casserole and a few other things I can't remember right now, then she spread it all out on the table and called me up there. Couldn't hardly eat the filled plate fast enough with all those second and third helpings in my view. Gag, it was good! Don't worry about the septic tank, just load the carrier. We're still eating it too but now Dory just puts whatever she thinks I need on the plate then puts everything away before she calls me. This morning she told me she was going to cut all my portions.

Now, the Chex mix is all eaten up including the yucky pretzels. The cookies and fudge has been put into some, 'can't see through' containers, and then put out of sight. All this helps to give me hope that I might have most of this extra weight off at least by the middle of March.

"A fault that puffs a man up can become very humbling after a time." - Fatas

Wednesday, December 26, 2007

December 26

Hope a happy time was had by all but now that occasion is pretty much over for a lot of folks except hopefully not the happy. Happy can and should be a large part of your life year round. We are hoping that your happy came in such a huge dose that you wasn't able to use it all and retained a sufficient aura of it to carry you through the rest of the year. Happiness begets happiness so you would probably add a bunch to it between now and then. Carrying a large load of happy is a very good way to run out into a new year. Why it could continue accumulating and mounting up adequately to taint you with it for the whole new year. Yep, a HAPPY NEW YEAR we're wishing you too!

The heat pump guy came the day before Christmas and installed the inside unit and has the outside unit in place but not connected yet. He said he would be back today or tomorrow to finish up. At least this emergency heat sounds a lot more efficient than the old one. It actually kicks off every so often while the old one never did.

"The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together." - William Shakespeare

December 24

Not a tap more to type than I did yesterday which was none. It must be some kind of a sickness because I can't seem to make myself stop trying for very long. I do try to add an interesting quote at the end because I believe it's true, "all is well that ends well."

Yesterday I messed with a Polaroid camera that Lena got as a gift at the boat. Spent quite awhile trying to figure the thing out well enough to show her. I think I can show her how to take pictures okay and maybe how to hook up to the TV for viewing. What I really think is I can show Dory well enough that she can show her mom. I don't know if it has something to do with doctors or sitting around in the waiting rooms but my being patient comes up fairly short every so often.

Also yesterday I was in the wash room on the computer when Tomi, sitting at the door looking out, began to make a funny noise why down deep. I've heard him growl before but this was different. I finally got up to see what was and discovered a mature bald eagle in the tree beside the house. What a huge and beautiful bird. Majestic is a good descriptive word. Tried to take some pictures but none turned out worthy. When He flew off you should have seen the ducks and seagulls scatter.

Going to Jefferson City this afternoon. Stop by to pick Lena up then across town we'll go to Bob and Sandy's. I sure hope that I can keep from overeating for once.

Tomorrow is a stay at home day. No presents but I suppose the two of us will sit around the Christmas tree and sing carols as we contemplate the reason for the season. A break now and then for some good old turkey and dressing will be a must. By the way, I don't think I know any carols completely, plus I can't sing. Maybe a CD will suffice.

May these ancient words be fulfilled this year and every year: "Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men" (Luke 2:14).

Friday, December 21, 2007

December 21

A sad trip to a funeral, Bob Aungerer, at Jeff City today. The sadness is of course is caused by the selfishness created every time a known dies. Poor us! Something has been taken away! A bunch of happy thoughts hang around but most will be ignored. Those are heavily weighted in favor of the deceased. In short, all the trials and tribulations as we know them will never be inflicted on them again. Too bad that I and most others can't grab the happy and avoid the for certain coming grief and bereavement. A very important happening it is said. I know for I looked it up.

Bereavement is defined as the objective state of having experienced the loss of a loved one. Grief is the psychological and emotional reaction to bereavement. Grief is a healthy, normal, and appropriate response to loss. It is a process of adaptation, with a number of signs or manifestations that are part of the experience. The first phase is one of shock, phase two consists of preoccupation with the deceased and then the final phase, is a period of resolution, heralded by the bereaved ones being able to recall events with sentimental pleasure and regaining an interest in activities.

I guess after all that the spirit of the deceased is, in part, alive in the memories they left to each of us.

I know it isn't necessary to type that I don't really know crap about this and most anything else for any reason other than to let you know, I am perfectly aware of the fact. Also aware of my stupidity for blowing about on things that I know not. But what the heck, I brave the act almost everyday. Thank goodness for the delete button..right?

The idea of death, the fear of it, haunts the human animal like nothing else; it is a mainspring of human activity - designed largely to avoid the fatality of death, to overcome it by denying in some way that it is the final destiny of man.~Ernest Becker

Thursday, December 20, 2007

December 20

Cloudy with a bit of fog lingering around but the 45 degree temperature helps brighten ones outlook considerably. Also the newest word is, the weekend storm will be moving through so fast that it won't have time enough to leave much of a snow accumulation. Whoopee! Now isn't that a dumb word. Supposedly a word used to express a jubilant occurrence but seems to me it is only a strong question .....Whoo pee? At least anyone with a house pet will know what I mean. Even well trained and very mannered pets have accidents.

No heat pump man nor a heat pump man phone call yet. I'm no Thomas yet but the guy is sure causing the growing of a huge mound of doubt. If it gets much larger it'll breakout and a Doubting Thomas I'll become. We haven't paid him anything yet but I told him that we had made some arrangements and would be able to, so he should have an incentive of sorts.

Drudging around in there trying for another few words to type then it came to me........If I'm not that interested how in the world could I ever get anything typed that would be of any interest to anyone else. Hey, I had the same answer, you can't Hunky! That unanimous answer quickly formulated a couple four letter words in my mind. QUIT STOP.

"To begin with, you must realize that any idea accepted by the brain is automatically transformed into an action of some sort. It may take seconds or minutes or longer -- but ideas always produce a reaction of some sort." - Scott Reed

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

December 19

A nice bit of weather is said to be coming that is expected to bless us with some 50 plus temperatures. That should take care of almost all the snow still lying about and prepare the area for what might come over the weekend, rain followed by a heavy snow with a good/bad bit of accumulation. Of course no one knows this for sure but that is the highly educated person's tentative guess as spoken this morning. ......And the emergency heater beat goes on!

Our plans for this day are open. All can have open plans when they are truly retired and want to. The exceptions would be created by doctors or other health related appointments. We have none of those scheduled for today but like the old heater, you never know.

I got up this morning just full of it but since arising, I happily performed the daily three S's and evidently in doing so it left me too empty to grunt a thought out to type. Hey, maybe that, too wiped out by the time I make it to the computer is why I can never artistically formulate a note with an interesting content. It was said, "Art is an experience, not the formulation of a problem." Whew! Now I am totally confused! .... Ha, just a short step for a stepper such as I.

I did say that I happily did the three S's and that wasn't completely true. The shaving S is a pretty aggravating chore and a beard is beginning to ferment in the old head.

Daring ideas are like chessmen moved forward. They may be beaten, but they may start a winning game. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

December 18

Looking out the window it's hard to believe that just across the cove, all brown with no snow showing at all, stands pretty much the same hills as on this side. Our side, facing mostly North with a little bit of West, is all very snow covered. With today being forecast to be near 50 I think that will change a little. More something that could be nothing is supposed to arrive here in time for the weekend.

There are many instants that come to my mind where something is nothing and the first one to roll out the head is this daily note. If I keep doing it there continues the possibility that one of these days I'll stumble across a way to put the agglomeration of thoughts into a more interesting manner. Something at least that might be of more interest than the usual quotes tacked onto the bottom of said messages.

We have verbally committed to the American Standard heat pump that should have installation beginning on Thursday. I do like staying at home and with the choice being mine makes it even better. Now with the $4100 cost of the heat pump, that choice will be pretty much taken away. That sure lessens my stay at home happiness very much. Money is a nice thing to have and it usually allows for trips to town or where ever but without it, one is pretty much homebound!

"Probable impossibilities are to be preferred to improbable possibilities." - Aristotle

Monday, December 17, 2007

December 17

Every morning we get we're thankful for it no matter what. And it doesn't take looking out the window or a long studious slab of thinking to come to that conclusion either. This morning we're looking at an ultra cold day with a nasty breeze and a big sun shining as if to add hope for a warming. We'll find out later in the day if the joke was on us or not. Either way we win because one cannot live without hope. Even if that hope doesn't materialize it still serves a very useful purpose by carrying one happily along to the next of the thousands of hopes that come to each of us each day.

I think Dory and Ruthie are going to Jeff with the intentions of taking Momma Lena out to lunch with a bit of shopping mingled into the fray. I don't do too well with frays nor shopping either for that matter so I'm going to be home near alone again. This time I may have the American Standard heat pump guy swinging by for a visit and a concrete price for the things, including installation. By his talk on the phone and our research on the computer American Standard is the direction we're leaning. As we understand it they are made by Trane and have many of the same components but are quite a bit less expensive.

My way of joking is to tell the truth, It's the funniest joke in the world. — George Bernard Shaw

Sunday, December 16, 2007

December 16

I'm not sure but I doubt that we even received three inches of snow and that leaves us with a blinding day ahead. The sweet old sun is coming out very brightly making up for some of the lack of glow radiating from this old son. Sunglasses will come in handy today. Workin' in the sunshine, sing a little sunshine song, might not be so easy with sweat running down your body and a shovel in your hand. I doubt that much sweat will happen with a 16 degree temperature but I'm not going out right away in hopes that it will warm up some. All that white sure is pretty but here the beauty is only thin deep. Shoving it off will expose some ugly brown but that won't look as bad as the change to a nasty slush that the sun and warming temperatures would produce.

Wintering here is not without it's trials but in this imperfect world I contend there is not a place anywhere that wouldn't produce a quantity of daily tests.

Human diversity makes tolerance more than a virtue; it makes it a requirement for survival.~Rene Dubos

Saturday, December 15, 2007

December 15

At 2:37 am this morning there was snow covering the drive and sidewalk. At 5:30 am the drive and sidewalk looked to be mostly clear. Then at 7:30 they are mostly covered again. We show 29 degrees but it must be warmer than that. So far we don't have much of an accumulation but things are never over till they're over and we're told this isn't over yet by long shot. It looks like that light fluffy stuff that can be blown off with the blower. I think I'll be finding out pretty soon.

Meanwhile we both have several library books and enough food to tide us over even if it does get real bad. Did turn on the gas fireplace for awhile last evening. That was nice but I'm hoping it lessened the money sucking emergency heat that we are being forced to use. Can't seem to make our minds up on a heating system brand. Both Trane and Ruud are about $1200 more than the Gibson...........Oh what to do! On-line you can find negative comments on all of them.

Well, back to more on-line seek and struggle.

If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.~Neil Peart

December 14

Wow, the air is so thick you can see it! Can't see very far but..........oh, it's only fog. Tho the word is, up to 9 inches of snow before ending sometime tomorrow evening. It isn't expected to begin till after midnight. The word usually means all the way from a skift of snow to 12 inches of the stuff. Most of the word sayers are experienced and do well most of the time but in the end I think it usually it comes down to shouting and hollering shit.

I think I'll put a tarp down to cover the front stoop and maybe the walkway. That way I can just pull it off with the snow and won't need to shovel any until I get to the seven steps to the driveway. Well heck, if I could cover the steps I wouldn't really need to shovel at all......developing...

A last time out for the weekend for Glenda if things go as said. She'll pick Ruthie up for a trip to Eldon where they will each pick up a few stockable items in case we get hung here for an extended period of time. My, my I shouldn't forget their visit at the old folks gathering at the bowling alley. By the way Dory won a little over $60 yesterday.

She is going to need to do better than that! The purchase of an inside unit and an outside unit is the only way we can shut the very expensive emergency heat back to normal due to a locked up compressor we're told. I'm sick enough to puke as I wonder where we're going to get the quoted $4200 for both the units installed. The guy is quoting the Gibson brand. Not that we don't trust him but we need to check them and the price out right away. Need to let him know as soon as possible.

I always try to believe the best of everybody -- it saves so much trouble.~Rudyard Kipling

December 13

Like money running out of a faucet is what I hear as the furnace fan just runs and runs without quitting, especially when we have had to click over to emergency heat. The outside heat pump deal has thrown the breaker and won't accept power to itself again. I can flip off the inside unit and flip on the outside, where it doesn't run or anything, but when I click the inside back on off it goes. Got a repairman scheduled for around nine this morning.

Life does and always will consist of highs and lows. The older you get doesn't seem to change the height of the highs but the lows seem to get deeper and deeper. I hold the lack of income/money as the largest contributor to the continually lessening buoyancy of the lows as well as circumscribing the height of the highs. Sure hope that sinking low doesn't require us to float a loan! How would we ever be able to repay it?

I'm going to left to deal with the repairman myself as Dory is going to slip away with Ruthie for a pop out of the low for a quick breath of whatever high she can achieve at Boonville. Bless her little heart. She tells me the only reason she is going is so as not to let her good friend Ruthie down. She wants to stay home among us dregs here at the bottom but poor, poor Ruthie really wants to make one last visit there before she heads out to Yuma and doesn't have anyone else to go with her. The visit had been planned a few days earlier, so she says she is sorry but she absolutely cannot let her good friend down.

No problem. While she and Ruthie are packing their little digestive containers with shrimp and all the other dishes along with the huge desert choices at the free buffet, I'll just have me a piece of chopped ham rolled in a leaf of lettuce. May have a couple of them today and a few chips too, worry makes me hungry.

Every winter, the brain cells that know how miserable the cold is, freeze and die. It takes all summer for them to grow back, and then it's winter again and the whole ugly process starts all over. P. J. Tracy

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

December 12

As I am, a book read is a book dead. If at any time during my reading the thought should rise that I've previously read the book it dies there in my hands. Whether I remember it well or not, I cannot get myself interested in a book that might have been there before. So with that I began a list of books read. I didn't date the first few entries but think I started it in 2002. So far I have like 523 listed and those just about cover any book of my interest that we can locate at the Eldon Library. I'm going to need to expand my interests or give up the reading. Hate to think of going to Versailles to that library but may need to. I have tried the bible but it seems most readable in times of strife and we as most, go to great lengths to avoid any of that stuff.

I think another trip to the library is in the making for today anyway. Dory thinks that just because today is our 23rd anniversary we need to go out to celebrate. Of course happy times needs happy places and happiness just abounds in libraries. Too, we can find a KFC, a McDonalds and even a Sonic drive-in where we might further enhance our celebrating mode. What a great little place is Eldon. With a Wal-Mart, two grocery stores and an Orscheln Farm and Home it just about has it all. There is also a place where seniors can eat for a small contribution of sorts. Maybe we'll look that up and check it out today.

It sure looks nasty out but so far we've dodged the freezing rain, sleet and snow. Actually we didn't dodge it but it seems to have missed us anyway. Now there is talk of a real snowfall for the area Friday night into Saturday. We're the neighborhood watchers this year so we'll see.

"I only go out to get me a fresh appetite for being alone." - Lord Byron ...... And believe it or not but Eldon is one of the greater places for whetting ones appetite.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

December 11

Guy asked, would you like a little ice? Thinking of Dory I answered, quite a bit would be better. Yesterday morning I discovered that quite possibly my thoughts had been granted and I had misunderstood the question. Makes me feel a little bit like a dumb-ice!

Was I ever wrong yesterday in saying things didn't look any worse than they were! After sending that message, I discovered that the sidewalk, the salted steps and even the walkway to the dock was all ice covered. Unable to stand well enough to work on the problem on my first step out, (couldn't even get off the stoop), I resorted to digging around for a pair of golf shoes. The shoes did enable me to make it to the garage once again and far enough down the road to know slick was bad everywhere!

Later I noticed the stuff was melting so I took the truck and went to the mailbox. Fancy meeting a North Shore crew spreading salt on pavement that was mostly only wet. Thought maybe that spreading might help to lessen the bad of the stuff that was forecasted for last night.

Instead the weather, ignoring the forecast, brought us a long warm rain. We never did totally lose electricity here making me thankfully able to say that after that nice rain the only ice we have left is the ice still being produced by our refrigerator. At this time it is still above freezing but the word is we may have another brush with freezing rain, sleet and a dab of snow later.

"The mind that is wise mourns less for what age takes away; than what it leaves behind." - William Wordsworth

December 10

Well the thing is, I was able to hold on well enough to get up the seven steps to the garage but it was absolutely too slick for me to attempt coming back down them. Mikey and I had gone up to check the neighborhood out and after we finally made the steps and mounted the blacktopped road area it was smooth sailing. No ice on the roadway to hinder us but the ice laden limbs hanging so low over the roadway could cause a vehicle somewhat of a problem.

After the short tour, I could not come back down the steps nor walk down the few wooden steps at Parker's. The steps were so icy and the hand rails so icy you had nothing to hold on to. I walked to Gary's and came home thru the yards. Then back out thru the yards to the garage where I pulled our meager pail of salt and whapped it onto our seven steps which at least made going down them to the house possible. Should have brought the salt down with me! I tried to go the wooden steps to the lower level but found that to be impossible also. I then turned and went around thru the yard. Since that left me so close to the dock I went there and made a few casts. The warm lake had kept any ice off the walkway and dock so that wasn't a problem. Caught a couple really nice crappie in five or six casts then came on back to the house.

Can't say yet what today looks like but think it won't be much worse than it was. A tinkle of worry has been caused by the power going off then after a few seconds coming back on. This started around 4:27 and happened several time. Every time it went off it stopped the CPAP machine which seemed to cause the face mask that covers both my breathing orifices, to disallow enough air for me to breath freely. Made me think of a baby, waking up sucking like that, tho it was only air I was sucking for. Anyway I went ahead and got up knowing that the time set for the coffee machine wouldn't be correct if still set at all, because of the outages. Plus I thought I should getter made in case the power did go off and stay.

If you listen to the TV, woe will be a good one word description of the results of the happenings beginning this evening and into tomorrow.

Next to a circus there ain't nothing that packs up and tears out faster than the Christmas spirit. ~Kin Hubbard

Sunday, December 09, 2007

December 9

Rein it in, rein it in! The rain, the rain, is what I'm talking about! Wasted typed words but it's kinda silly to send a blank page. Kinda silly to send what I do but I've been pretty silly all my life and in my earlier years it gave me some nice alone time. In school, sent to stand in the hall and at home a quick switching and sent to sit in my room but I endured all that and kinda remember enjoying it some. That is all past now and I see no reason in the world to stop now.

Just this morning I was singing "Beep beep. Beep! Beep! Beep beep. Beep! Beep! His horn went beep beep beep. Now we’re doing a hundred and twenty - As fast as I could go." You know the song, I got to going real fast like the song, just entertaining Dory and myself. Then she says, "Hunky, you're like a little kid". Being 66 years old, I think that compliment would be listed second only to being required to show some identification when purchasing adult beverages at a liquor or grocery store.

Another plus was that Dory showed her amazing ability of restraint and didn't utter a single negative word about my singing ability nor my lack of it either. It could be that she just got hung up on the little kid part, I don't know.

Around 1:27 am the lightning and the resulting booming thunder got me up and down the stairs to unplug the computers. So as it goes it is still raining here at a good lick and some of it has adhered a frosty colored coating to the trees and deck banisters but it's not too bad yet. The mini icicles hanging there are kinda cute and not long enough as to start the old worry program yet. I'm sure the rain is coating some other things but the trees and banisters are the most readily visible. Doesn't look like the road is icy, at least that I can see. This I know for I was watching from the window up above. Maybe I'll get a little picture for you when and if the rain lets up, tho it may all be melted by then...we hope.

Hope is that thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops... at all. ~Emily Dickinson

Saturday, December 08, 2007

December 8

Only 33 degrees so far with a misty kind of rain that is almost as thick as fog. And so my fellow dwellers: ice not what your country can do to you - ice what you can do about it if slick should happen. Of course there isn't anything we can do right now except plan of what we're told could be a possible several days that could taint the area with a bunch of bad as they come to pass. I don't believe it is supposed to get real cold so if the power should happen to fail the gas fireplace downstairs should tide us over. Guess we could boil a few eggs so we wouldn't be forced to only a diet of pork and beans and bread. The well couldn't pump so we probably should carry in a couple five gallon buckets of water to flush the stools with. Wouldn't want the place to start smelling like rotten eggs. It's possible that any gas created by the beans could help heat the joint but it could thicken the air too much and end up in your lungs which a clothes pin on your nose wouldn't prevent. Isn't it a bunch of crap in one's lungs that causes pneumonia?

I'm thinking a trip to Eldon may come to pass about mid-day. Ruthie and Evelyn have kindly invited us to be their guests at one of the banks Christmas things there. I'll outfit Dory with a large purse and we'll see what we can come away with that might help break the monotony of beans and bread should an outage actually occur. If it doesn't we could still enjoy some took-out. Took-out is what a take-out is called after you get it home anyway. Yes, I know this is only idle tippy type. Dory would rather live on the beans and bread than to succumb to even one of my great ideas.

I imagine we'll stop at Paul's grocery for some baloney, more bread and some milk while we're in town. Probably a few other things plus hopefully a visit to the library. These stops could increase the comfort of any possible home-boundness.

I just hope it doesn't slick up on us before we get home! However, I have faith that we will be able to weather any weather.

There is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather. — John Ruskin

December 7

No snow accumulation nor ice but looking through the window dreariness abounds. When you smile the world smiles with you but when the world floods you with ugly, it engenders a huge challenge to overpower that sucking influence enough to don a properly thick gloom repelling cloak of happy. Desire is the determining factor. You can be however you want to be just by citing the DDD's with an I believe attitude then doing it. 'Dammit, that is what I Desire and I'm Determined to see it so!'

If you think about it absolutely everything in the world, absolutely everything, is all there only in your head. What you see, what you hear, what you feel, I'm saying there is not such a thing as an is, for me or for you, that will ever be or has ever been, if it doesn't come from our heads. A ghost may actually stay near you, even watch TV with you but you will never ever know unless something prompts such in your head. So with that I'd say it isn't! ................ Or is it?

I rest my case. As I read it over I couldn't help but wonder where all that crap came from then I realized, from my stupid head of course.

The human consciousness originates in the brain and is manifested especially in thought, perception, emotion, will, memory, and imagination. A chief activity is in the endeavor to ascertain its own nature, the futility of the attempt being due to the fact that it has nothing but itself to know itself with.~Gathered

Thursday, December 06, 2007

December 6

I've read that it is better to give than to receive but I really have problems with the thought. Yesterday I gave and gave but if the giving is really better one would think feeling good about it would automatically be oozing. So there is my problem, I don't feel good about it at all! I absolutely vow not to return to the lousy, noisy, bright-lighted rip off and rotten joint of betterment forever and a day.

A plus for yesterday was the fact the weather didn't turn on us as the, don't really knows, on TV predicted. It did cool down some but the wind must have tired out because it was pretty well laying down as we left the place. No moisture in the air to speak of with an exception being the tears running down my cheeks. People react in different ways to sadness and that must have been mine. A stinky yucky smell of secondhand smoke clinging deep into my clothes also made a strong contribution for the tears and the little glistening paths they had followed. Looking in the mirror made me think of a couple bright shiny racing stripes as I raced our car away from that gloom producing area.

I didn't lose all that much but when you're poor an inch can be a lot more than a mile on any factual financial map. How so many people that smoke like a fiend can afford the high cost of the cigarettes and still be able to gamble like they're using stolen money, is way beyond me.

Another happy/sad note is that Dory won some and tho Ruthie didn't, she really enjoyed the outing. This caused a discussion between them on the drive back that to me was nothing more than a wordy desire and promise to return sometime within the next couple weeks so Ruthie can visit one more time, before she heads for her wintertime Yuma digs. She'll be digging in out there while we'll probably be digging out here. Luckily, they are both apt drivers, err, near apt at least and won't actually require a chauffeur.

You might never guess but we had lunch there with Momma Lena and Pat. A complete surprise right? Lena even helped me out quite a bit by buying my lunch.

"Vows are made in storms and forgotten in calm weather." - Thomas Fuller

December 5

Wow one, is when three Mexicans, that we were told all to be legal, appeared at Ryan's to do his drive around 10 am yesterday then had 40 feet of rebar in place and the concrete poured in about four hours. It took quite awhile to finish the near 18 yards of concrete but they finished it up before they left. Scott's concrete, sending three trucks, furnished the concrete for the job.

Wow two, would be the weather which is dark, cloudy and terribly nasty looking with an added near constant 20 plus mph wind completing the view as being a very miserable looking sight. When out and about, the howling winds with the plunging temperatures verifies the misery of the view. A few snow flurries is said to be possible. A good day to stay home!

Whoa one, is the fact that Dory, using a bunch of her trillion wiles, has convinced me to chauffeur she and Ruthie to a buffet style lunch today. The eatery is about 63 miles up the road and I'm not looking forward to the windy drive. I'm not required to wear the hat but I'll take one along in case I need to get out for some reason, like open the doors for the two high fliers.

Whoa two, well there are many to choose from and as I was running them thru the wiles addled mill trying to choose a number two I realized I may have my whoa and wows inverted or at least the whoa could be miss-spelled.

I believe I've got it now, in the above the first should be the only wow while all the rest should be woes with whoa being only an accompanying wish.

Human sacrifice isn't supposed to be practiced anymore but usually I feel that I've painfully participated in such, as I leave one of those gaming joints after losing my ass.

"It costs to be stupid. The stupider you are, the more it costs." - Sherrill Brown

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

December 4

Our little road is sure busy with guys coming to look at Gary's garage project location, someone hauling re-rod for Ryan's driveway project, Progressive taking pictures of the wave runners at the Nielands and a bright green vested guy walking down the road with a clipboard looking up then to the clipboard and then back up again. I did ask him what his duty was and he told me as a subcontrator for Ameren UE he was looking things over in preparation of putting the lines underground. Said we would all be getting a letter soon. Talked about going underground to the houses too. Don't know if that was going to be a free deal or a paid for by the home owner. All this action happened yesterday.

A computer devoted morning is in store for me. This laptop needs to be taken into the other room every morning or after every disconnect. I go it there to hard wire it so I can connect to the internet for a daily fix from Linksys for the wireless to work. Damn aggravating I tell you. All I know is it worked before I updated the Linksys router. Very much computer savvy is not something I'm blessed with. I do learn a little here and learn a little there so if I could somehow retain any of the learned. I've got this daily fix pretty well down after doing it once or twice a day for almost a week.

"Ignorance of all things is an evil neither terrible nor excessive, nor yet the greatest of all; but great cleverness and much learning, if they be accompanied by a bad training, are a much greater misfortune." - Plato

December 3

A delightful day to begin our yesterday then things changed. At 5:30 it was 63 degrees. At 8:30 it was 69 degrees. At 11:00 it was only 44 then sometime mid-afternoon it got down to 34. It rained and the wind blew like a banshee but that all came with the warmer weather and was gone by the time it got cold. 27 to start this morning but as daylight began sneaking in it went down to 23. A beautiful bright and sunshiny day with a disappointing wind causing a wind chill factor of 18 degrees.

Dory has plans to ride thru the sunshine with all the windows up and the heater on with a huge coat riding her shoulders. She is going to visit mom, Ruth and Sue if time allows. She also needs to stop at a couple stores too.

I've no plans other than to protect her home place and the few animals that we allow to hang around. Ah heck, I'll probably read some too.

About dusk Friday evening we noticed a car driving down our street like they were just nosing around. This caused me to walk the street Saturday morning checking the doors and windows at every house. Everything was just as it should be but I'll do the walk again today or tomorrow. "Walkin in the sunshine singin a little sunshine song." Boy now that's a noise you wouldn't want to hear.

No entertainment is so cheap as reading, nor any pleasure so lasting.~Mary Wortley Montagu

Sunday, December 02, 2007

December 2

I think thoughtless is a never happening in anyone including the older and senile. Everyone has a thought stuck back in there somewhere but it's possible that some may have lost the way to express it or maybe would rather not for some reason. In my case this morning, I must have several thoughts but for some reason I can't put the pedal to the metal or my fingers to the keys. What a welcome relief it must be for some. At least for those, young and old alike, who have lost their way to the delete button or just slow in clicking it.

"Good luck comes without warning."~Soni

December 1

Dad gummit I forgot to put my partial plate in this morning. And another aggravation, I updated our wireless router a couple days ago and ever since have been unable to connect wirelessly. To update the thing took a call to the Linksys Trouble Department where the nice very good English speaking lady in the Philippines guided me thru the process. I'm thinking a call back is in the very near future.

Meanwhile, Dory is set for a Jeff City shopping trip with Ruthie. Ruthie is taking son Scott to catch the Amtrak and will meet one of her granddaughters there who will accompany them on the spree. They should have worked delivering mail because this rainy windy nasty weather will deter them from their chosen tasks.

I did get some Christmas lights put up around the house yesterday. That chore under cold and very windy conditions causes me to sit uncomfortably here this morning. I'm forced to sit mostly on my bones because the windy cold weather froze off most of my ass. I tried to sit on my overly sized stomach but it isn't quite that overly yet.

Bigamy is having one wife/husband too many. Monogamy is the same."--Oscar Wilde

November 30

After I cleared the bed yesterday morning I came face to face with a funky mood and it rode with me till almost bed time. Due to the impending visit to the doctor, it could have been hanging around waiting for a chance to meet me. With blood tests to be taken we kept all food from out palate and the coffee cup from our lips. I'm believing now that in all days past the coffee has been an instrumental part in my defense of that dreaded funk. Dragging ass through the morning, it wasn't until around 11:00 that I found out black coffee is an okay thing during the fast before a blood test. By then it was too late to worry about it so I just kept dragging along till late evening as I reclined back in my big old chair with a good book.

The funk may have caused the answer to the doctor to be what it was after he asked how I was doing. I answered that I was feeling pretty good overall. Told him that after the morning shower some of my joints let a little of their aches go after which I had taken my daily aspirin, my two blood pressure pills, the cholesterol pill and also the vitamins that Dory thinks we should have every day. I was dressed and had inserted my partial plate, stuck my hearing amplifiers into their respective ears and with my eye glasses on was able to get to Columbia to see him for verification as to my well being. I told him that things would stay fine as long as he didn't ask me to stretch out my left arm and hand too far because when I did it created a hot pain like streak to run from the tip of my third finger to about halfway up the lower part of my forearm. Also it would ruin my visit if he asked me to get down on both knees because of the pain that would create in my right one.

Anyway, I'm healthy as an old put out to pasture horse but I can still be led to partake in several activities. Tho, I do a lot or rearing and must be dragged to a gambling boat it can become an accomplished feat if the dragger is so determined.

Dory is a quite a bit healthier than I but she has very little extra weight to carry around and no spousal cross to bear such as mine.

Hey, don't worry about the mule just load the wagon.

"Toleration is good for all, or it is good for none."- Edmund Burke

November 29

Don't have a lot of tarry time this morning, tickle me Elmo. We each have our regular appointment with the doctor in Columbia and we've got to hit the road Jack. This visit may have a point to it for once. I think a needle will be stuck into my arm to deliver a flue shot.

30 degrees with a brisk wind may require an extra layer of removable clothing but without cold how would we ever recognize hot? I'm blessed/cursed with all this fat hanging around and that helps keep things warm. A heavy problem can develop, if for some reason all that fat should become cold. It needs an external helper to warm back up for sure. Without it the large body has got to give it's all and pumping through all that cold bulk will cause a lot of the coldness to be pumped into the down deep. Hence, chilled to the bone, cold to the core or frozen to death.

"Cheerfulness is the best promoter of health and is as friendly to the mind as to the body." - Joseph Addison

November 28

Blowing and burning has pretty well left us here in a leafless station over the sill. Looking out the window is a bare-assed looking world I'm telling you, we kinda live on a hill but don't live in a mansion and life here isn't loveless. Couple more little tiny bunches of nothing and I be satisfied enough to hit send.

Dory has about made up her mind to have me put up several strings of colored or flashing lights around the house like we used to do. Can you call them Christmas lights anymore?

Older is when you begin to realize Christmas isn't about all the giving and receiving of gifts and never should have been. With problems like that unplugged from your socket the real reason is left exposed, the commemoration of the birth of Christ.

I'm not sorry to say, but you'll not find any presents laying under our tree and as far as that goes Dory has about decided against having a tree at all. We still enjoy the season and eat like a pig but priorities do change. When you don't have any children's minds to beguile by the gift giving, while the real meaning of Christmas is ignored or slotted way, way low, you don't have all the fuss and the end guilty conscious feelings. Wrong gift, not enough gifts or allowing the real meaning to only sidle in if at all.

Many people send cards to relatives, friends and even a few distant acquaintances, usually making the sending of cards a long drawn out affair as you attempt to write a short note or not and address all those envelopes. I'm fighting Dory a little bit over this sending thing. We think of you, we wish you happy times all the time and that would include the new year. Would it upset you if you didn't receive an envelope with our return address containing a card that you probably wouldn't have the time to read anyway? Nothing or something, watch your mail to realize the winner.

Remember this December, that love weighs more than gold!~Josephine Dodge Daskam Bacon

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

November 27

Yes, I think it very accurate saying justice is blind. Along with that should be added that guilty or not guilty has no bearing what-so-ever! The hard fact, known by all, is that the results of a jury trial are not necessarily based on the true facts. In reality, true facts only serve as the core for any spoken. When two lawyers get before a judge and twelve of our peers, in a very short period, the facts get so beaten up that neither the judge nor the jury have any idea of the truth. Justice as far as being the quality or state of being just and unbiased is not! Justice is what the party with the best and most believable skewer of facts call it while the other party can only call it getting screwed.

Speaking of peers! I was 31 of 54 and made the mistake of wearing my glasses so I wasn't chosen. But what a diversified bunch we were. I don't want to sound high-falutin' but golly gee some of the others as my peers worries me quite a bit should I ever need a jury to decide for me. Thinking about what I just typed wouldn't apply if I had the best lawyer because some of my peers really did look gullible. I noticed a few made the cut too.

The plaintiff and the defendant were both from California, Missouri and each had two lawyers of which all were from Columbia. I went back to hear the openings and stayed for the first witness which was the defendant.

My short summarization is that a couple of inebriated women went out into the country to fellow friends house after midnight to visit. The one driving didn't want to leave as soon as the plaintiff so the plaintiff left the house to wait in the car. When the driver went to the car she found the plaintiff face down and unconscious beside the opened passenger door. The driver called out the man of the house and after the plaintiff regained some consciousness and threw up a couple of times, proceeded to help load her into the laid back passenger seat of the car. The driver took her home where an ambulance was finally called to get her out of the car and to a hospital.

The plaintiff ended up in the hospital for over three months because of a spinal injury and is now pretty well handicapped. She is suing the man of the house for the spinal injury that is said to have occurred when he put her into the car. This all happened in 2002 and I'm pretty sure there is a huge amount of money involved. I suspect the defendants legalist are hired by the insurance company and think the plaintiffs legalist are in for a cut of the possible proceeds as she didn't look like a person able to fund the process. I saw the little beat up car she was driving.

To find a sick and inebriated woman beside a car in front of your house wanting to go home, what would you have done? The trial may take three or four days and I'm sure lots of other stuff will come out so there is no way for anyone to judge from here who might get the justice and who will be the screwed. but I'm positive justice will be served.

Justice is only a commodity which is a more or less adulterated condition the State sells to the citizen as a reward for his allegiance, taxes and personal service.~ DD

Monday, November 26, 2007

November 26

I'm outta here heading for Versailles to see if they want me to play a part for justice. I've been on juries before and none of them caused much of an appeal to build for the want of another.

The temperature is 37 right now so even tho its raining a bit snow shouldn't hinder my leisure ride any but the rain may cause the glasses to become a necessary apparel. Might need them in the court house anyway......or not.

"Justice is blind"-

November 25

After I wake, open my eyes and prior to arising, I blink a few times while the realization that the good Lord has granted me another day soaks into my still muddied mind. While still lying there I say a small prayer with 'THANK YOU GOD' being the hub. After accomplishing the getting up feat I usually feel the need to pause for an addendum to the prayer and ask for His help in enabling my old, over used, overweight, creaky and achy body to carry me thru the fine day that He has seen fit to bless me with. Grunts and groans, partly caused by the bones, will never be what kills me.

Snow is once again in the forecast for late night or early morning and I have jury duty in the morning. At least I still have it as of now because no phone call yet. Still, there is a good amount of time left to this day so it has plenty of time to happen. I'm supposed to be there pretty early, 8:45, which makes the possibility of slipping and sliding part of the trip if it isn't called off. I know the mileage they pay won't suffice to cover the cost of the fuel required to get there and back so it stands to reason they won't be paying extra for any possible incurred slipping and sliding.

‘Dude, This’ll Make Us the Highest Court in the Land!’: “Calif. Court Considers Marijuana Use” —Associated Press

November 24

Had a few flurries here last night after dark. A few flurries of affection that must have gotten too warm because they seemed to have melted by bedtime. Then this morning there was evidence of some snow flurries laying about but they have since melted away too. One would think that a few flurries would be an good indication of a snowing or whatever but tisn't always the case. I have my Via......I mean snow shovel and boots all laid out because I know it will all come sooner or later.

The tiny, 4" x 2.5" x 1" Sony Cybershot S650 digital camera we picked up yesterday, for less than half of regular price, was a real deal! Messed around with it some after we got home and believe it a very worthy camera. Can't believe I was able to make a small video and as a test, send it to ourselves via email. Probably makes your toes curl with dread huh? The two picture I took turned out great too. It may be premature but as of now I would highly recommend the thing.

Dory didn't make it back to town yesterday as I thought she would but her postman tendencies are strong enough today for her to brave the elements and head out to pick up a few groceries. 35 degrees isn't all that bad if it weren't accompanied by a dastardly stiff wind.

"O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?" - Percy Bysshe Shelley

November 23

Up at 5:00, headed for Eldon at 6:00, picked up the couple deals that we went for and was back home a little after 7:00. NO SWEAT! The crowd wasn't all that massive or pushy there so things were cool and went along just fine. Cool and no sweat are a couple of facts that our outdoor temperature of 27 degrees contributed highly to.

Now it may be a fireplace lighting laze around kind of day. Or the ease of the shopping during our quick trip to Eldon could have left Dory with an unfulfilled hankering that might possibly lead us..... her to the stores in Osage Beach. In our years together I've grown to realize that she suffers somewhat with a touch of the sadistic personality disorder but when it comes to shopping and probably a few other things, a little masochistic behavior seems to rise above the other. Oh, what would we be if we couldn't be us?

By the way, game time tomorrow for what the newspaper called, "the Armageddon in Arrowhead" is scheduled for 7:00 pm. The paper also reported that some tickets on Ebay are priced over $2,000 for the highly harped University of Missouri game with border showdown opponent Kansas. I can't imagine! It will be shown on ABC and a lot warmer and comfortable seat with replays and many more pluses await those who are savvy enough to use a remote.

Happy shopping!

"Sure, luck means a lot in football. Not having a good quarterback is bad luck." - Don Shula

November 22

Coolest day so far this year according to my observations, 31*. No snow around here but I think there was in northern Missouri. Yesterday was the 24th, does that mean Missouri will get 21 snows this year or just that northern area? Going to be pretty cool tomorrow too but with the many available hot deals in so many stores the cold probably won't be too noticeable for some.

Heading for Ashland pretty soon for the gathering at Dory's nephews. Taking along a pumpkin pie, pecan pie and some sort of sweet potato casserole with pecans that Dory slaved over a hot stove to prepare yesterday. We'll stop by as we go thru Jeff City to pick Lena up then not too far into the afternoon this turkey will get stuffed.

Would a huge hot meal like we'll have be called cool in this day and age? A whole lot of things today just doesn't make any sense to me. Like, you know what I'm sayin?

"Happiness is not pleasure, it is victory." - Zig Ziglar

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

November 21

A rather misty cool morning here. May even have some rain mixed in. Later today some sleet and a little snow is said might come to be but it didn't sound like anything we need to worry too much about. I suppose tho, if a person should be prone to worry this would work better than a lot of other things.

The tree trimmers left one tree trunk that had one of the guy wires to the satellite hooked around it. I changed the wire to the garage roof the other day then yesterday cut the trunk down. It was about 6 feet long and was just within a couple of pounds being more than I could handle. I was able to get it into the pickup bed but it was too long to allow the rear gate to come up and be latched. No problem with that unless it slides out going up the hill to it's hand picked destination. IT DID. I'll find someone to help me load it again one of these days. Or I guess I might cut it up where she lays. Dory wants a few pieces of fireplace wood for this winter anyway.

"Can't nothing make your life work if you ain't the architect." - Terry McMillan

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

November 20

A laze around day is the thought on my meager mind but.......subject to change is a half second as Dory hasn't come down the stairs yet. Whatever she might spew I think I can fake it till Ruthie comes to pick her up. They have riches on their mind for today. I believe they get to feeling pretty good and take the trip to the boat where the usual loss can bring them back down to normal. I can't imagine what the results of winning might be but doubt if I need to worry about that very much. I really do think it will happen one of these days. That might be some time in the future and I don't think the OATS bus goes there. I guess there will always be a younger idiot wanting to go that could drive them.

At least it is less expensive than all those winters living in Boulder City where we would both go to one or more of the sinful parlors everyday.

"From a drop of water a logician could infer the possibility of an Atlantic or a Niagara without having seen or heard of one or the other." - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

November 19

I've heard is said that variety is the spice of life and if that's so it is sure going to be very spicy around here for the next several day if not for the whole year. 54 this morning at 5:15, 61 at 9:00 and the mid 70's today and tomorrow came right out of the weatherman's mouth this morning. He also added that Wednesday we would be lucky to get out of the 30's and a good possibility of some mushy snow accumulation after we hit the hay Wednesday night. I suppose it could get so spicy as to keep us home Thursday instead of pigging out at Dory's nephew and wife's house with the rest of the family.

We don't care so much as to what weather we get as long as we pause and take a little time to count our blessings. There are far too many of those to allow such an incidental thing as the weather to have very much of a damping effect. Like Minnie Pearl used to say, "we're just so proud to be here". And also awfully proud that you still are too, wherever you might be!

"We all live in suspense from day to day; in other words, you are the hero of your own story." - Mary Mccarthy

Sunday, November 18, 2007

November 18

Dory burned around two million fallen tree leaves yesterday and I hept. I didn't really count them so more than that is a good possibility. The rotten wind would come and go and we never knew from which direction the next puff, puff, puff would come from. Caused us to burn only a little at a time to keep the fire low and containable. Took almost four hours but we burned the lot of them. We still have another several million strewn about here and there and 'too windy' is the only excuse I can come up with to avoid ourselves from becoming totally burned out by burning leaves.

Even with all the burning we found time to watch Missouri win another football game. Afterwards we turned to the Busch race. Dory read and watched it upstairs while I read and watched it for awhile downstairs. I finally decided the book was the better time user and the race was interfering with that delight so I turned the TV off. Dory has it slimmed down to only about 27% of the time but even at that I'll count my blessings and hang on to the slim thread allowed me, the downright wonderful feeling that I can be the judge of how I want to use my time....some of the time! I didn't take into account any doctor or dentist appointments because there we still retain the, go or not, call.

No Dory and I weren't fighting, her favorite chair is upstairs and my is downstairs. There no way could we put them in the same room, GEE WHIZ, they don't come close to matching! Anyway, the way it is, works just fine for us.

The NASCAR season is just about to end and I think my interest in watching beat their ending by about three or four weeks. There is a race today which I'm sure we'll watch but if this new book has it like I hope, I'll use the TV remote delete button. They spell delete- O F F -on the remote.

"He who lets time rule him will live the life of a slave." - John Arthorne

November 17

I'm sitting here with the laptop trying to get my heart to slow down. I'm not sure if I'm having one of those panic attacks that they were talking about on TV this morning or some other kind of heart problem. I think it must have been caused by the very humid air escaping from the shower stall. I had forgotten to take my knife and keys from the other pants when I dressed this morning so went up to get them. Just as I stepped into the bathroom to say something to Dory she turned the shower off, opened the door and stepped out. Good Grief! It literally took my breath away and shifted my heart into such a very fast speed, one that I didn't even know it was still capable of. Along with that, my legs began to quiver and a few odd reactions from some of my other body parts. All this caused me to realize I had to get away from all that humid air as soon as I could. Came down here for some drier breathing which I'm sure will slow my heart back down, tho it hasn't yet. Wouldn't you know it? I forgot my knife and keys too. Guess I'll wait for some of the humidity to dissipate in there before I go after them again.

Want to enjoy your days? Hey, it's your decision.

"Joy is the feeling of grinning on the inside." - Dr. Melba Colgrove

November 16

Well shucks! It might be that a calibration is required for our outside temperature sending devise. Early it showed 39 then went to 37 for a short before it went up to 40 but.......we have frost on our roof. Here, being about as Missouri as you can get, I still want to type that "something is rotten in Denmark". I have a strong feeling that a calibration isn't possible. I suppose I need to scrounge around for a plan B of some kind. We listen to the TV every morning, guess we can accept their word when they say "at the lake" then spouting a number.

A couple tree trimmers working for our electric company rang the doorbell yesterday morning and asked about some smaller trees that are in the power line above the drive in front of and beside the garage. To trim them below the power lines wouldn't leave much and they suggested cutting them down completely. If trimmed only, the trees would probably be back into the lines come spring. Cut them all the way down is exactly what Dory has been wanting for a long time so with the two guys along with Dory all piling on my rear and considering the decision as sensibly as I could I succumbed and signed a release or something. It really looks naked out there! After some reflection, I'm a little put out they didn't come a month earlier before all the leaves fell off. Sure would have saved me a lot of blowing. Hey, I know it! I'm still blowing about the leaves but I meant blowing with the costly gas eater.

It’s Still 100%: “Extra Weight Said Won’t Raise Death Risk” —Associated Press

November 15

Poor dumb/smart Mikey. The other day as he and I headed out up the steps and as my head cleared the stoop my eyes picked up on the little skinny 18" garter snake that hangs around here all the time laying all stretched out there. Mikey sashaying up the steps beside me didn't see the snake and stepped on it. When I hollered Mikey stopped and just stood there with two of his feet on the snake. I got too huffy trying to get the Mikey to move and he feeling like I was going to beat him because of the gruff words, laid down on the snake. I rushed on up the stairs and onto the road calling Mikey to come with me which he did. He didn't get bitten and as far as I know the snake may have appreciated the temporary warmth Mikey provided. When we returned from our short walk the snake had slithered off somewhere out of our sight.

Cold around here but Dory is off to Jeff City. She is accompanying a friend to a doctor visit that requires a driver along to get her home. I wouldn't be surprised to learn after the poke the girls end up at Boonville. That happened last year when I took Dory for the same type poke.

"How many legs does a dog have if you call the tail a leg? Four. Calling a tail a leg doesn't make it a leg." - Abraham Lincoln

November 14

Was 57 degrees at 5:15 but by 7:00 it was down to 54. The sun and clouds are playing peek-a-boo with us as the wind continues to unclothe the trees. I'll say the limbs that the wind undresses aren't a very pretty sight either.

Didn't go with Dory yesterday and the way her day progressed she was glad I didn't. A two hour wait at the doctor and a rotten but sort visit at the boat where she didn't even get to eat. Told me that was her main goal but Lena decided she wanted McDonald stuff before they got to the boat. My happiness to see her back home alive didn't do much to pull her out of the doldrums. Imagine that, pretty odd isn't it?

I may take her out somewhere today and feed her a good store bought meal. Too bad but I think McDonalds won't make the possible list.

I've got to give this up. The darn cat won't leave me alone this morning. I think the little neutered guy is trying to hump my arm! Dory bought me a new kind of aftershave, do you think that could be the reason? I might better wash it off before going out in public. Wouldn't want pussy cats climbing all over me every where we go.

"Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I but when the trees bow down their heads, the wind is passing by." - Christina Rossetti

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

November 13

Ain't got time to oil the hinges, nor to mend no windowpane because Dory is going with her mother to Columbia for a shot that might ease some of the leg pain and I'm thinking about going with her. Only the shadow knows what might be done once we're both out of this house and only 20 minutes away from Booneville and it's sinful gaming boat. Problem asking the shadow so far this morning, he can't be found as it is so cloudy it looks dark out. Maybe it is still dark out? What the hey, most everyone likes surprises.

We've received about 1.1 inches of rain so far and tho it's cloudy we're told the raining has finished. You know if you hear it on a radio, TV or read it in print somewhere it has got to be a fact. But.....but once you hear it don't turn the knob to a different station or if you read it don't pick another source to read it again because it's quite possible the views won't coincide. Your easy ride could become complicated as you'll be left standing there with the chore of making a decision. Golleeee gee, we all have enough problems without adding another. Like some others, I think I'll take the easy way, hook my finger in the belt loop and follow that goat to where ever.

My, my is it possible that Hunky is still stinging a little?

"Some of these people need ten years of therapy --ten sentences of mine do not equal ten years of therapy." - Jeff Zaslow

November 12

Wowee damn! A typical knee jerk reaction from a hard nosed Democrat friend to an innocent forward with a political slant that differed from their tainted opinion. Matter of fact I was told never to send another one! Now isn't that just peachy? A really nice person that evidently doesn't have any idea how to click the delete button, took the time to tell me they have no desire to ever peer around the self imposed blinders that evidently has been worn for so long they are a permanent fixture. The note also stated that they can still READ AND THINK FOR THEMSELVES which causes me to wonder, what the hell did I do wrong. Evidently I have been mistaken most of my life in thinking that to form a complete and a more correct opinion, one must accept and consider other sources even tho they may lay to either the left or right of the blinded sight.

I'm fighting to keep this last reaming from making me a bigger asshole but it sure is a struggle. I'm also fighting the message's inferred notion that any conversation or communication that might happen between us in the future will not be wanted at all if it doesn't fit into the view between the blinders. Too, I can only read it as saying that this would cover not only political exchanges but all exchanges. Now what kind of friend would that be? What kind of interpersonal rapport could be achieved with this kind of attitude?

There is no delete button that can be used in a direct person to person interaction other than ignoring some of the said words but there sure as heck a delete button on everyone's computer. I think it would be a lot less stressful world if everyone would acclimate themselves to where that flusher is located then use it! I would highly recommend that if you think something is crap, use that beautiful delete button and flush it. I don't think it is possible, so only a waste of time and unnecessary aggravation could result from trying to poke it back up the asshole that sent it to you.

"Opinions are formed in a process of open discussion and public debate, and where no opportunity for the forming of opinions exists or allowed, there may be moods --moods of the masses and moods of individuals, the latter no less fickle and unreliable than the former --but no opinion." - Hannah Arendt

November 11

A real hearty day in the making here. The clouds with the fall foliage is my kind of weather and beats my heart good while at the same time it is very warm which appeals to Dory's thumper. Plus, haven't seen but two fishing boats all morning. Another good day in the life of these two poor lake bank dwellers.

I don't think that anyone should draw a line down a piece of paper and then list all the days foreseeable positives on one side with a list of possible negatives on the other to determine what kind of day one will have. There are always a lot of choices in a day's time and it usually doesn't take an Einstein to determine the happier one. Bleak as any negative might be there will always be a positive floating in it somewhere. A person just needs to take a few seconds to find it then skim it as your choice then dance along to the next.

Hey, hey nothing to say, didn't stop me again today!

Evening red and morning gray, two sure signs of one fine day.~Old Farmers Almanac

November 10

Woe is me could be my theme here if I wanted to turn loose and just take the ride. I was born big and too heavy and have somehow managed to stay that way all my life. My poor regular sized joints being forced to carry all that ultra extra weight and encouraged by old age seem to have begun protesting their long overused abuse and the protests keep getting longer and more often.

Most of the protests I can mostly ignore and go on about my business but some hurt me some while some just aggravate me. The most hurting one is after looking forward to bed and the soothing mind cleansing that sleep usually brings and then the hurt begins when my back starts protesting any and all the prone positions I can achieve. This surely does cause some of the wished for soothing to come up short. We've tried different beds but to no avail. It certainly isn't something I can't live with.

One of the aggravations is the fact one knee cannot have any weight put on it nor anything pushed up against one area without a severe burning sensation. One of our nice doctor neighbors told me the old joint was letting some of my knee juice ooze out. I still do what I do and some require me to be on my knees. Have you ever tried doing a job requiring you to get on your knees and find you're not able to use one of them? What a mess! What I have been able to do so far is to lay completely down to do the chore which has worked just fine for some time now.

What I want to ask, can you imagine the struggle to get a big assed overweight body off the floor, dock, porch or where ever you were forced to lay it and using only one knee? I can do it! Barely maybe but I'm damn sure not going to hang around here just for the ride! Woe is not ever going to be me.

Nothing is about all I know how to type, hope you don't get too much of it. Wait! Can one get too much of nothing? Wow, another subject for my wobbly mind to wonder about.

Old age needs so little but needs that little so much.~Margaret Willour

Sunday, November 11, 2007

November 11

A real hearty day in the making here. The clouds with the fall foliage is my kind of weather and beats my heart good while at the same time it is very warm which appeals to Dory's thumper. Plus, haven't seen but two fishing boats all morning. Another good day in the life of these two poor lake bank dwellers.

I don't think that anyone should draw a line down a piece of paper and then list all the days foreseeable positives on one side with a list of possible negatives on the other to determine what kind of day one will have. There are always a lot of choices in a day's time and it usually doesn't take an Einstein to determine the happier one. Bleak as any negative might be there will always be a positive floating in it somewhere. A person just needs to take a few seconds to find it then skim it as your choice then dance along to the next.

Hey, hey nothing to say, didn't stop me again today!

Evening red and morning gray, two sure signs of one fine day.~Old Farmers Almanac

Saturday, November 10, 2007

November 10

Woe is me could be my theme here if I wanted to turn loose and just take the ride. I was born big and too heavy and have somehow managed to stay that way all my life. My poor regular sized joints being forced to carry all that ultra extra weight and encouraged by old age seem to have begun protesting their long overused abuse and the protests keep getting longer and more often.

Most of the protests I can mostly ignore and go on about my business but some hurt me some while some just aggravate me. The most hurting one is after looking forward to bed and the soothing mind cleansing that sleep usually brings and then the hurt begins when my back starts protesting any and all the prone positions I can achieve. This surely does cause some of the wished for soothing to come up short. We've tried different beds but to no avail. It certainly isn't something I can't live with.

One of the aggravations is the fact one knee cannot have any weight put on it nor anything pushed up against one area without a severe burning sensation. One of our nice doctor neighbors told me the old joint was letting some of my knee juice ooze out. I still do what I do and some require me to be on my knees. Have you ever tried doing a job requiring you to get on your knees and find you're not able to use one of them? What a mess! What I have been able to do so far is to lay completely down to do the chore which has worked just fine for some time now.

What I want to ask, can you imagine the struggle to get a big assed overweight body off the floor, dock, porch or where ever you were forced to lay it and using only one knee? I can do it! Barely maybe but I'm damn sure not going to hang around here just for the ride! Woe is not ever going to be me.

Nothing is about all I know how to type, hope you don't get too much of it. Wait! Can one get too much of nothing? Wow, another subject for my wobbly mind to wonder about.

Old age needs so little but needs that little so much.~Margaret Willour

November 9

I can't remember what caused me to wonder about the earth's rotation but I did and spent several minutes looking for an answer. Finally found one....I guess.

Answer: The apparent motion of the Sun. If the Sun SEEMS to move around the Earth counterclockwise, but actually the Earth is the one moving around the Sun, is the Earth's motion clockwise or counterclockwise? You need a sheet of paper to solve this problem, which is also problem #1 among the ones listed in "Stargazers." But I won't keep you in suspense: it is ALSO a counterclockwise motion.

After the answer another question popped up but I pricked it and sizzled it down to hardly a wonder. "If we had never had clocks, what words would we use to describe the direction of the earths rotation?" Yeah right, who cares.

Yep, another typical daily catch for me. I think it is about the 310th time this year that I've sat down here at the computer and was caught with nothing worthy to type about. I can't remember ever typing a worthy note but just assumed that I may have flittered my three typing fingers across the key board and lucked out with something worthy to someone at least three times during the year. Some may be able to call me on that but what the hey, right or wrong that's my song. Yeah right, another who cares.

"If you follow an ideal , you are bound to improve." ~Soni

November 8

I know mother nature had a plan for the leaves that she had worked out would give up the mother ship and fall every year with the oncoming cooler weather. The leaves, a must for the survival of the tree that grows it, but I don't think it quits working for the mother when it falls off. I suspect it had a job of keeping the base a little warmer in the really cold of the winter as well as adding nutrients back to the soil as it decays. Probably replacing some that mother's roots sucked up during the summer.

If I was the chief cook and bottle washer there by awarding me the supreme right to make every decision around here, I would allow nature it's due course. It isn't so much the labor but because I've become so soft hearted in my older years that I can't bear the thoughts of shooting wild game of any kind and the softness runs on over into thinking all nature things should be left to their natural span. Oh, I almost forgot another contributor, gasoline for the blower is now $2.949 per gallon and I'm needing some.

Who knows? The tree that we had removed recently may have died because of our taking away its warming nutrient makers every fall over the past 14 years.

Dory has her day scheduled to accommodate a trip with her mother to Columbia for a doctor's appointment while my assigned task is to stay here and work on the dratted leaf removal project some more. If it isn't too windy a leaf burning will occur. I'm thinking I ought to burn them where thy lay, saving oodles in the use of that expensive gasoline. I could or probably would cut all the house cleaning chores to one last time at a couple or three homes that being as the wetted burned out shells are loaded into trucks for hauling off.

“The secret of life is honesty and fair dealing. If you can fake that, you’ve got it made.” —Groucho Marx

November 7

GREAT NEWS! Here, we both were blessed to awaken to another day as I suspect if you're reading this you did too. Another great news item from here should also include Dory passing all her doctor given health tests after which they both proclaimed her to be doing great, then arranged to see her again in six months. So good for one of the doctors that he stated his nurse would probably be the one to conduct the interview etc. at the next visit.

A bit of cold crept in on us last night so as to be here to greet us at the start of our new day. As it goes, 34 was as low as it got so we have yet to see any frost in our immediate area. It is pretty foggy and I expected to see a bit of frost on the trees because of it but it hasn't happened and the temp has already come up four degrees.

For some reason the go, of my get-up-and that was working first thing this morning seems to be gone. I keep backing up in hopes of finding it back but I don't think that will happen sitting here scooting my chair around. It must be elsewhere so I'm off with my hopes riding on using the "seek and ye shall find."

The conflict of forces and the struggle of opposing wills are of the essence of our universe and alone hold it together. -Havelock Ellis

Monday, November 05, 2007

November 5

Only happens on a Sunday! I'm typing about any problems that might require a technician such as our refrigerator which probably quit sometime Saturday night but wasn't discovered until early Sunday morning. Unbelievably a repairman called this morning said that he would try to be here in a hour. Of course that remains to be seen.

People along with us, take so much for granted that trying to find a plan B or C to keep foodstuffs cold is a stunner. The tiny little refrigerator downstairs just doesn't hold very much. I guess it was about time to clean the larger side by side six years accumulation out of the old fridge anyway. It is a Maytag. Maybe that is why the repair man can come so soon. He didn't have anything else to do.

Wooee, I remember several years ago when the deepfreeze quit. Didn't notice that for several days and the mess there was terrible. Half full of bloody water with a gag triggering stench emitting from it. I had to put a large potato chip clip on my nose an then wasn't able to give Dory as much help as I should have.

My life has been filled with terrible misfortune; most of which never happened.~Montaigne

November 4

Ha, didn't change or clocks last night so ended up rising at 4:00 am. I did change all 19 of them this morning. I hardly ever know what day it is but I can always tell you the time.

Dory says it is going to be a long day!

I may un-battery the boats today. Bring them to the garage and charge them up for the winter. Never did get around to using the bass boat again this year. I believe this is the third or fourth year that we failed to even try starting it. Can't help but wonder a little bit if it will ever start since laying around so long. Maybe I'll try it come spring.

Advice is one of those things it is far more blessed to give than to receive.~Carolyn Wells

November 3

We haven't been getting a lot of rain but I guess there is enough moisture in the air because something is causing all the tree leaves to turn rusty. There is a lot still hanging on the trees so I've not had to move the whole five million yet. It does seem like every time you relocate the fallen they get replaced before you can put the blower away. What a dandy world out here in the country amidst all these trees less one.

I don't know if our temperature relating device is always wrong or if the television and radio people have it wrong but we have yet to show anywhere near the temps they tell as down at the lake. We normally show from six to ten degrees warmer than what is said. We must be on the warmer side of the lake. As the crow flies we're only about 5 miles from Lake Ozark. Unbelievably, this morning we were only two degrees warmer than stated.

Six lines on the page and I'm gonna make it home tonight. Oh, I am home. And I have my home page set as 'blank' so I suppose I should have messed up words from a different song. I imagine I might as well quit now.

"Nothing soars faster and higher than imagination."~Soni

November 2

A word by my hand isn't worth as much as two blank spaces but no one is paying me for the time I lose struggling to type something. So no loss here. It is probable that someone reading the words might have a large value on their time which could then account for a loss but I'm not going to worry about it.

You know every living thing has the same amount of time until they aren't anymore. I suppose the only way to determine the value of ones time would be to base it on how much they are getting paid for it. But.............even that would be based on what you do with your time, leaving me to understand that only by looking at what a person is using his personal allocation of time doing can you establish a value. Of course that value would fluctuate greatly when viewed by others because of the many different opinions.

I'd say I've spent all the time I'm going to on this but how can you spend something that has no value. Then again, bridges are of value and a lot of my time is used to bridge me from one value rated task to the next one. I can't think of the last one right now nor can I imagine what the next one might be but thanks to the bridge anyway. YUK! I just thought of the fact, it's a bridge between birth and death.

People who never do any more than they get paid for never get paid for any more than they do.~Albert Hubbard

Thursday, November 01, 2007

November 1

The tree is gone, the tree is gone and along with it a small piece of my pleasant mood. I asked the guy to cut a single branch off another tree which he said he would for another $20. I told him the limb wasn't a twenty dollar bother but did bother me some, maybe as much as half that. After some thought he agreed to the ten bucks. After finishing up the other tree removal he asked the boys not to pull the rope down because he was going to cut the limb for me. As they were cleaning stuff up Dory noticed the guy pulling the rope down with the limb we wanted gone still attached to the tree. I went out to see what the problem was and he flat told me he couldn't cut the limb for $10. Ticked me off clear to my eyeballs and I'm telling you just across my belly alone is one hell of a bunch of ticked! Whatever will be always ends up as is and I guess that limb removal must have been an ain't. Like a camera's flash, my ticked covered quite an area but didn't illuminate the anger for long. Happy will be, if one's mind wants it with enough strength. Priorities my love, priorities.

If you care enough for a result, you will most certainly attain it.~William James

Wednesday, October 31, 2007

October 31

Sad but typical for the area, our tree remover guy and his crew failed to appear yesterday and I guess his cell phone's battery is out of charge too because he didn't bother to call either. Maybe today?

Dory did bring me a few scrumptious ribs with some of Bandana's great sauce. Scrumptious in my memory only. I didn't get right down to eating them tho I had gone without lunch in anticipation of the delicious treat. It didn't take but a few bites for disappointment, beginning at the mouth, to ooze up into my mind. The things were tough! Not near what I remembered from a prior visit. Thank goodness for my partial plate! Tho some extra effort was still required, after tearing a bite off the bone I believe it assisited me immensly in chewing the meat up into a swallowable chunk. I ended up believing that the six anticipating hours had been somewhat more joyous than the actual meal. Probably won't be hankering for any more of those for awhile.

As far as watching the news goes..... I doubt we will ever enjoy those occasions but if all the news programs would stop telling us about all that they plan to tell us later, we could get all the news we want in about a third of the time. After all that time spent telling us what they are going to tell us, they barely have time to tell us what they had said at least ten times before, that they were going to tell us .

How goes it now, sir? This news which is called true is so like an old tale that the verity of it is in strong suspicion.~William Shakespeare

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

October 30

Dory is of course busy again today. She has a shoulder/arm therapy treatment first thing and Ruthie is riding along. Afterwards, Osage Beach look out! I suppose that should be, credit card look out, because I'm pretty sure it will get abused somehow while in Osage Beach.

Meanwhile back here in the jungle I'm just sitting around waiting. Not waiting for old age because it already found me a few years back. I'm not really waiting for the Grim Reaper either tho I know he'll be around one of these days to whack my life away with that scary looking scythe he carries. Scratch the, 'one of these days'. I rather hope it will be one of what ever you'd call a day way, way out there in the future. Gee whiz, I've got a few more notes to type and a few more books to read.

No, today I'm waiting an Eldon sawyer who told me yesterday that he would come cart our diseased tree away in carry sized pieces. So far no show. The big thing I'm waiting for that keeps me squirreling around in my seat in anticipation is for Dory's return. I requested a few ribs from Bandana's and she consented to bring them. Yummy yummy, it'll make me fat but what a nice load for my tummy. Maybe I can get a job as a Santa in one of the stores. If I'm not careful I'll not have enough room left of my lap for a kid to sit on.

It's the niceties that make the difference fate gives us the hand, and we play the cards. ~Arthur Schopenhauer

Monday, October 29, 2007

October 29

Ever heard, "what you don't know won't hurt you"? I just happened to think of that as my fingers poised over the keyboard waiting for an order from above. I set the neutrons firing around in there and as the lack of subject matter became evident the firing began to falter. In it's dying sputtering mode, this very noticeable lack created a weak lock onto the aforementioned phrase, which was then barely eked to the fingers before they died completely. Thus, finally with something to fire on, saved a nothing page from being blank to one with a few lines of words.

Here big stupid me sits, painlessly counting my blessings while most of all the smarties are up and about in the real world taking aspirin, Advil, Aleve or some other form of pain deadener that all their knowings cause them.

When you think about it, tho it doesn't work so much for Dory, the reclusive type living out here in the country sure does have it's advantages, at least for me.... Yep, ignorance is bliss! I have often been told that I'm full of it but I really don't know shit! Now how can that be? Tra la la boom de ay. Did you have yours today?

Personally, I have a great admiration for stupidity. ~Oscar Wilde

October 28

This morning, as I looked out across the cove, I saw the usual, this time of the year mist, rising from the surface of the lake but because of Halloween so near I was able to view it in quite a different way. This morning it looked like a partying bunch of haints heading back to their haunts after a good nights whoopla playing around in the 75 degree water. Taking a break out of the colder 34 degree night time temperature and probably having a grand time as they warmed up. Now that the sun has begun warming the surrounding temps they shake off and head back to where ever.

more word searching, more word searching, more word searching........oh yeah!

I remember years past heading for the woods before daylight in pursuit of the four legged deer then coming in much later chilled to the bone. Wowee, if I had only known about the cheese like Dory brought home and we had with our lunch yesterday I could have prevented that. She brought home some really delicious hot habanero cheese slices and I do declare if one would begin eating it long enough ahead of the trek to the woods and if the cheese should stop things up as they say it is apt to, the hot stuff internally contained, would darn sure prevent much cooling and for sure no chilled to the bone condition. I imagine that if and when it ever broke loose, 'fire in the hole' would be a probable scream. Man, that cheese was hot but it was ever so good! Fortunately I didn't eat so much as to cause a problem and wasn't given a strong enough reason to scream this morning.

Nor ear can hear nor tongue can tell The tortures of that inward hell! ~Lord Byron

October 27

Well I sat down on a bear trap yesterday morning, it was camouflaged so I had no warning. I hope I can bear the pain if I should run out of chain but I'm back to it again this morning.

It seems that my little non-political innocent choice of words in yesterday's note created in some, a desire to perform a very rare act indeed, as in replying. Tho some could not be classified as sweet the oddity of a reply period, was enough for me to savor each and every one of them. I suppose with my innocent words I inadvertently exposed a crack of weakness in my person or possibly a few recipients thought they were able to see a weakness in themselves. So there you go. Being stupid as I am, I'm unable to determine if the replies were an attack on my weakness or a defensive parry because of theirs.

My reasons for sending the near daily note is not clear to me but I think it works to remind relatives and a few friends that we still are and that we're thinking of them. I always sputter and sput trying to come up with a few words and accept about any kind to accomplish this. Most of my failed efforts are spent trying to stick some humor in the words but at times there happens other words get strewn in but never with the intentions to invoke a dab, dabble or slash of anger in anyone.

Could be a few end up thought provoking, like provoking the thoughts by some as to how stupid I am. Anyway I am man enough to take any bad thoughts that come my way and we do still appreciate any replies we get no matter what they might contain. Burma Shave...

Before I forget, none of the replies were bad but in my never ending search for words.....................An I agree, If this is what floated to the surface, woe be me.

Anger and humor are like the left and right arm. They complement each other. Anger empowers the poor to declare their uncompromising opposition to oppression, and humor prevents them from being consumed by their fury.~James H. Cone

October 26

For us, up and about at 5:30 for coffee and such then a leisure period of drinking it and watching the news on TV. We flip around some so as to keep our minds fed with as much of the different news takes as we can. From CNN (yuk!) to ABC to Fox and some of the rest. Watching as much as we do and with the versatility that we engage makes us feel more capable of forming our own 'informed' opinions. This morning we used up almost two hours of this before we really got up and about.

Sad, but we're aware of quite a few friends that very seldom watch the news because they would rather keep their blinders covered eyes straight ahead so as to proceed, unencumbered by any real time happenings, down their chosen visible paths. Rather than take a little time to form their own opinions they tend to take a look sporadically at a news program or glance at a newspaper and accept those quick flashes as fact. My, my who can believe all the polls or biased news media sources as gospel?

That really worries me, all these fine folks following the media Judas goat. Before you know it, all our liberties will be slaughtered leaving most of us as taxed out peasants standing around begging for another government provided hand out or service using our money they've taken from us to pay for it. Meanwhile the goat goes on telling you how great you'll have it this way. Work? Work? Who will need to work when just about everything will be given to you if you learn to jump thru the hoops properly.

My goodness, I seem to have gotten carried away.

Be ignorance thy choice, where knowledge leads to woe. ~ James Beattie

October 25

What with Dory taking care of almost every meal we eat around here and with Ruthie inviting us for a meal over there every so often, I think I'll treat them both to a grand buffet meal today. I realize that it could be an expensive proposition but stupid big old me agreed to drive them to Boonville to partake of the offered buffet at the boat there. If I can stay out of the gambling end of the thing I can do all right since I have a chit for $15 worth of free food and another for $10 cash. To get the cash I will be forced to enter the sin end but maybe my will-power will be strong enough to carry me past all those ringing, clinking money eating temptation machines. Then again maybe not. I'll never know till I give it a shot!

Need to visit Eldon before we head for the noisy, pretty looking, whored up dollar eater, so gotta go now.

I used to be a heavy gambler. But now I just make mental bets. That's how I lost my mind.~Steve Allen