Saturday, August 15, 2009

August 15

Dagnabit! Those horse flies sure do increase the exercise required in taking the daily walk. They buzz me almost all the way around the horn. If I luckily kill one there is another right there to take it's place. As long as there is only one buzzing you and you can hear it you're okay. When the buzzing sound stops it's time to begin slapping the stick around.

Thinking about it, with the stick in my hand I could look like a great maestro conducting the orchestra in one weird wild ass piece of music. Without the stick I guess I would look more like a losing coach very rapidly sending signals to the players tho it would probably too fast for them to catch the sign.

I'm sure that neither of the above is what a passerby might think of. With all the motions and the fly buzzing creating lots of words to almost constantly move my lips, they probably say, "there is a crazy guy talking to himself", and then telling the kids, "that's a guy you be certain to stay away from."


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The trouble with retirement is that you never get a day off.~Abe Lemons

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