March 31

Typie type thru the tulips ... er I mean typie type across the screen. If nothing says loving like something from the oven then these words baked up in the oven of my mind must constitute a love note. Nothing is about all I serve everyday. There isn't much that can be less than nothing however I think most of my typed stuff challenges that.

At the Burger King yesterday a good dollar double cheese was had by all except mom who opted for a milkshake instead. She had a dollar order of onion rings to go with it. Dory thought onion rings sounded good so she had an order too, along with a senior diet Coke. I stayed with the dollar fries and free water to drink.

Even at that the bill came to $8.82! I guess that isn't too bad to feed three people but why do they charge $2.19 for a small milkshake? You know with our meager living allocations, "our paid in money to the goverment given back in part", that we receive every month, we try not to eat more than we can afford. And it sounds like a lesser ability is coming down the pike thanks to a few, "never should have been elected/re-elected", idiots who wants to kill the once great US of A!
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"Only the needy know the value of money."~ M.K.Soni

March 30

A trip to Jefferson city for a visit with Dory's mamma and of course a meal of some kind. Maybe a Burger King dollar double cheese. I think they call them a double stack. Whatever it is, the same money as McDonalds for a larger and better tasting burger is my kind of deal. Fries aren't up to the McDonald standards but they do the job anyway.

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.
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"Good luck comes without warning."~Soni

March 29

For us, up and about at 4:45 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 I used up over an hour of this before I really got up and about. Dory is staying in there trying to usurp my superior knowledge of the goings on.

Sad, but we're aware of quite a few friends that very seldom watch the news because they would rather keep their blinder 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 unreal media and the 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.
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Be ignorance thy choice, where knowledge leads to woe. ~ James Beattie

March 27

The doctor visits Friday went really well health wise. My appointment was scheduled for 9:30 and that came to pass just right. In and out was I. With Dory it was a little different. Her appointment was for 10:30 and she wasn't as lucky as I. She emerged from the building to join Mikey and I at 11:55. Her wait was not a very happy occasion.

My weight on the other hand was just as happy as could be. I sat in the car listening to Glenn Beck, walked Mikey four times and savored the results of the doctor scales which indicated that I had lost quite a few pounds since the last visit.

Dory, messing with my happy, says that it seems to her that most of the heavy had moved to my mouth which perplexes her because as she said, "very seldom is there anything emitted from opening carries any weight".

Old or the walking must have changed that because I'm sure that during my career some things emitted from that hole must have delivered some oomph. At least the results are enabling us to make it thought the days.

The emitted stuff may have been a factor but I would need to add that if it hadn't been for a few people like Dale (first), Bert (second), Harry (forever) then Ron, Al and the complete roster that was behind me, we could be on of those thinking Obamacare was like a Christmas gift.

Nope! I will not forget to credit the great friends that I visited with who chose to fulfill their equipment needs with the company that both Dory and I spent a combined total of sixty five years of enjoyable employment with. Well, at least thirty of my thirty five years would qualify.





"Don't be condescending to unskilled labor. Try it for a half a day first." - Brooks Atkinson

March 26

Shoot! I've always believed that I was a very thoughtful person but I must have been wrong! For the life of me I can't think of a thing worthy of typing. It has been that way for some time now, you as my witness.

I suspect that a lot of folks are like me and can't really read when being bothered by music. So I added a little music to this mornings note in hopes of fuzzing the fact there is no content. Only thing wrong is for some, I had to cut it short, not knowing if they were still using a dial-up service or not.

If you are still using dial-up, I guess I can add you to the growing list of folks who are aggravated at me for one reason or another. If that is your case, please let me know so I can keep my 'aggra list' straight.

Our day is, of course, began when we got up but then the morning and probably some of the afternoon will be devoted to a drive to Columbia and visiting with our doctor. No problems are evident but we go see him about every six months to help insure that no problems will prevail. We need to keep our health as current as we can while it is still allowed!

Anyway, where there is life there is hope and we both woke up full of it this morning. We're trusting you did too!


I still believe in Hope - mostly because there's no such place as Fingers Crossed, Arkansas.~Molly Ivins

March 24

Ended up not doing a whole lot yesterday. I mean didn't do a lot of extracurricular stuff. If you think about it just by being alive there are trillions of important unnoticed happenings. With more than 100 billion neuron nerve cells working for you things are really going on. With all the Chemoreceptors, Mechanoreceptors, Photoreceptors, Thermoreceptors, Nociceptors and Auditory receptors still working even when you sit, things are working. With about 60,000 miles of blood vessels that the heart pumps about 2,000 gallons of blood through everyday, things are working.

A few more unnoticed happenings are the 600,000 skin particles being shed every hour that must be replaced. A new stomach lining that is being replaced every three or four days. The making of saliva which must be quite a daily chore because I've read where in a lifetime a person produces enough to fill two swimming pools. From only the 500,000 sweat glands of your feet producing more than a pint of sweat every day..........Brother a heck of a lot of things are getting done everyday whether we sit or work.

Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin alive, stayin alive. Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin alive.

Pumpin blood and all that other goo.
Now don't tell me I've nothin' to do.

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I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainty that just to be alive is a grand thing.-Agatha Christie

March 23

Not a thing on my mind worth bending my three fingers for. Of course I realize it isn't any different that all the other days! I know what I know and my biggest know right now is no, and I'm not typing anything else. Well, maybe a couple or three more sentences.

I'm in a struggle with an almost complete lack of desire to do almost anything and everything. That lack caught up and enveloped me yesterday and so far I haven't even been able to get even one of my fingers out of the fog. It's a rotten feeling so I'm sure, just as rot goes, it will drop away soon tho the smell may linger for a spell.


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No one, Eleanor Roosevelt said, can make you feel inferior or dumb without your consent. Never give it.~Marian Wright Edelman

March 22

Thank goodness my back is feeling much better finally! It seemed to be getting a little better each day but this morning the grand finale came. Dory, using both of her little hands to rub my back up and down, masterly abated most of the remaining tension. Actually, I think the gentleness of her caressing palms only transferred the tension to another area but I'm proud of the way my back feels now anyway.

I only had to think about some of the chores I need to do which rapidly relieved or removed completely, the tension from the newly transferred station.

Dory had some good company here to play a few card games yesterday. I stayed downstairs and read while watching the NASCAR race. Staying out of their way helped Dory have a good happy anniversary day. Seems her early morning headache flittered out of her body after I went downstairs and she began playing cards.

Tho I call this a note.....it usually isn't. So.......who cares?



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Typing a word by some is like striking a note on the keyboard of the imagination. Unfortunately, imagination is a lacking attribute of many.~Unknown

March 21

Every morning I am forced to handle defeat at least once and at times more than that. Usually the first one is pretty readily handled as I put my socks and shoes on de feet. The big one that is on my mind right now is trying to defeat the 'no note today' syndrome.

Having nothing to say shouldn't be a problem as nothing is usually most of what the sent notes contain. What to do? What to do?

I going to say that even three of four lines can constitute a note so the syndrome has been defeated this morning.

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If you live to be one hundred, you've got it made. Very few people die past that age. -George Burns

March 20, 2010

A rainy looking day here and the knowing sometimes correct weather forecasters have all given us a 0% chance of no rain. They didn't say it quite like that but that is the same thing they meant when they told us we had a 100% chance of the stuff. I'm not mixed up! Those fine fast food advertisements just have me thinking "out of the box".

Yesterday Glenda, Mikey and I made the trip to Jeff City for a lunch and visit with Momma Lena. It was nice to get out. The food and visit was nice too. We need to get out once in awhile because life could get pretty stagnant just sitting around here. Everyone knows that stagnation can be the ruination of the complete plantation and can create foul thoughts that could easily lead to health problems as well as marital problems. We've got to keep that blood pumping at a goodly rate.

We fight a little now and then just so we can make up. Making up can sometimes be so sweet. We can get sunshine on a rainy day. My out of the box thinking may be interfering with my normal confused state somewhat. I don't know but I've been told.

Today lays out before us like a big old eight lane highway interchange without signs so where we go we don't know. Just keep traveling those happy highways.

Happy trails to you also!

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It is not a lack of love, but a stagnating friendship that makes unhappy marriages.~Friedrich Nietzsche (edt)

March 19

Daylight savings time, what a farce! It doesn't save a darn thing! No matter what the clock might say we're going to get the same amount of daylight either way. It aggravates me to no end.

Like, I was getting up every morning at 4:15 a.m. then daylight savings (ha) time began. When that happened I began to sleep in until 5:00 which says that I got an extra 45 minutes sleep. NOT SO! In reality I lost 15 minutes of that revitalizing stuff.

Worse yet, this morning I arose only 5 minutes, clock time, later than I used to at 4:20 and during my walk I realized that in real time I had not slept an extra 5 minutes but had lost 55 minutes.

It's enough to wrinkle you up and it may be hard on your bones. I mean like gaining weight then losing weight over and over can't be very health so what do you think about becoming an hour older every year only to later go back to younger. All this over and over cannot be conducive to ones health in my opinion.

Going to have lunch and visit with Lena today. Leaving out of here p.d.q.
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The passage of time is simply an illusion created by our brains. A.M.W. Ball

March 18

No pain but my big stomach growling made me end up with another crappy note this morning. When my tummy growls it resounds in that huge arena very loudly. This morning it was so loud that it caused both Mikey and Tomi to flee the room in terror thinking the big dog was read to bite.

Stupidly I went on line to check it out. Stupid being as stupid does, I decided to stick a shortened version of the info into this note. Mostly because I don't have anything to say again. Everyone knows that the digestive system is, in essence, a long tube that starts at the mouth and ends at the anus. What a complicated sounding process happens without any of us even thinking about it. It just happens! Not all of the stuff that we stick into our mouths end up exiting at the anus but the most of it does. What does gets turned into chyme as the peristalsis process moves it from the duodenum to the jejunum, through that to the ileum then to the cecum where at the end it is eventually pushed out. At least this is the way I understood it.

Now with a computer, when a distasteful note is detected, the speediest way to get it pushed out the exit where it belongs is to click on delete. Go ahead, I don't blame you!

That is exactly how I, and rightly so, defecate from the bowels of this computer all the liberal bull shit like, 'we cannot drill our way to lower gas prices'. Oh, gag me! Seems to rule out the, 'supply and demand' factor, what say you? Oil up to over $80 now. DRILL DRILL!

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The American people will never knowingly adopt Socialism, but under the name of liberalism, they will adopt every fragment of the Socialist program until one day America will be a Socialist nation without ever knowing how it happened. -Norman Thomas

March 16

Man'o howdy! After my walk the other morning I bent over to change the on-off setting for the lights along the seawall. Just like that, my lower back transmitted to my head via it's nociceptors a terrible message that it had developed an acute painful situation. Almost didn't allow me to stand back upright. It still isn't back to normal but I have been able to do the morning's hour stroll.

During the walk the cool temperatures coupled with a nice breeze causes my eyes to become pretty watery and my nose to run fairly constantly. The runny nose creates a need to use my handkerchief for a good blow every so often. I'm 68 years of age and for the first time ever I became aware that when blowing your nose you activate some muscles in your lower back, for assistance I guess. It may be just because I have a rather large nose but at every blow my back sends a small message that I'm causing it some aggravation. A body and all it's functions are truly amazing!

Last evening the back pain wasn't even in my mind. The pain of my loss at the gambling joint was too large to leave any room for other pains! Except for a small tiny one created by the fact that Dory won more than I lost but she wouldn't replace a little of my loss with it.

Again scrapping the bottom of the barrel of thoughts just to send you a note.

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The location of pain often affects a person's emotional and cognitive response, in that pain related to the head/mind is usually more disturbing than pain of equal or greater severity in the lower back or legs.

March 15

Steps. Step it up, step on it, step out, step up to the plate, watch your step, all kinds of steps and steps are a very prominent fixture when you live or exist on the banks of the Lake of the Ozarks. Not being able to afford to live, our little place of existence sits fourteen steps from the water on the bank of Lake of the Ozark's Lick Branch Cove and seventeen steps down from the road. If you head for the lake from the upper level of the house you need to add fourteen more steps and then depending on what level you start from to get to the road you would add seven more steps up or seven down before you start on the outside seventeen up. As you might expect we've learned to watch our steps around here. We're like 5 1/2 miles from the dam by water and about 16 miles by land. I'm unable to figure out how many steps those numbers would total. Another kind of step is the way I'm trying to step around the fact that I again have nothing to say. What's new huh?

Dory has cooked a fine lunch for us the last two days and this is without company coming. Anyway, today she doesn't want to cook and said she would appreciate something special for all her good work. So we're going to pick our neighbor Rita up and partake of a free'ha' buffet lunch in Boonville.

Just curious what your opinion might be, does a water impoundment such as the Lake of the Ozarks have only one long continuous bank or thousands of small ones?

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Life is the sum of all your choices.~ Albert Camus

March 14

You know how the young of today ride around in their car with the radio turned up about as loud as it will go. Well, I believe they do that to shut out reality. The ultra loud booming practically negates all thought so worries are not to be.

I don't know how many species of birds I hear on my early morning walks but there are many. Their favorite time of the year is just about upon them. Makes them all practice their, hopefully to be enticing, come hither tweets. If I don't ignore them, being so many varied loud sounds, it semi-produces the same in-ability to think as the ultra loud radios.

A couple days ago during my stroll I caught myself able to think and during that process it came to me that I had heard only two birds and one of them was a crow that you should be able to hear two counties over. Thinking can allow worry so I began to worry that a huge calamity was near upon us and the birds were somehow able to feel this and had gone into hiding. A few other worries pushed that one aside as I walked on down the road.

I don't know how it came to my attention but wham! I realized that I had failed to put my hearing assisters in that morning. A nice relief about the no calamity but I wasn't aware of just how bad my hearing was. Some things I know I can't hear, like smoke detectors, but gee, if you can't hear a thousand birds singing you're darn near deaf!

So that's my story today.

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I'm tired of hearing about money money, money, money, money. I just want to play the game, drink Pepsi, wear Reebok. -Shaquille O'Neal

March 3

We wake up to another new joyous occasion every morning. This morning it came through for us again. It all begins when we open our eyes and realize that the gift of getting has happened for us one more time. Too bad so much of our daily allocation use is looked at by a few other folks as a big waste. After you get the roof over your head, food in the pantry, a place to sleep and the ability to pay for it the next goal is usually to enjoy the time. In my opinion it's pretty hard to classify our enjoyment as a waste of time.

Got my foot miles in for the day now I'm going to put about 250 car miles under my belt. Our 90 year old neighbor Nelson is recovering pretty well from his backwards fall down his stairs but doesn't want to drive himself to Warrenton. Too much driving for his present condition. Anyway, I've agreed to drive him there today. He goes once a month to pick up his check and do whatever business that comes up.

Any more than this I will not say today. Bye


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"Teenager with nose ring, baggy clothing and spiked hair to friend: I don't really like dressing like this, but it keeps my parents from dragging me everywhere they go." ---Unknown