NOTHING BUT THE GEORGE

I had a dream last night.....I could hear Momma talking to Daddy.....(oops, wrong song). As it happens, when I  dream, rarely are they pleasant, and more times than not involve snakes and tornadoes. I'm sure there is some deep dark psychosis associated with all of it, but I always awaken before the snake bites or the Tornado blows me off to Oz. One would think that I could dream about pleasant and wonderful things, like pitching in the 7th game of the World Series or being able to fly like Superman. When I do have a dream like that I wake up exhausted. For the record, I prefer to sleep when I sleep. I don't have the time nor the energy to go traipsing off into Hells half acre on some adventure. Life is complicated enough getting up once or twice each night so Satchel and I can do our business.  So, my dream was that Satchel and I were visiting someone who owned a cobra snake. The people lived in a trailer (my subconscious should have had the good sense to wake me up then!) The...

"There's a southern accent, where I come from The young 'uns call it country The Yankees call it dumb I got my own way of talkin' But everything is done, with a southern accent Where I come from..." (TOM PETTY) Authors note . I attempted to use the dictation option to 'write' this, where i put on my headphones and speak the words which then are magically transcribed onto the virtual page. It was futile. For example, when I said "I", it spelled the word "Ah". When I said "headed", it spelled "hate". When I said "southerners", it said "cylinders". So much for technology. Oddly enough, when I started cussing, it picked up nearly all those words with no problems (See"Swans are bitches").  Barbarians... Recently, I have read several  news reports that the Southern accent is slowly going away. As in extinct. Vamoose. Bye, bye. This disturbs me in more ways than I can count, and I find it ext...

"Honor lies in Honest Toil" (Grover Cleveland) "So does exhaustion, flailing, and profanity, and not necessarily in that order" (G. Fisher) A recent inspection of our utility cart we use for a myriad of schlepping tasks here on the Ponderosa revealed much to my surprise that both tires were shot. That is to say  they appeared to have been attacked with a chain saw. Honest, I just replaced both (tires and tubes)not even 2 years ago.  Very few weekends pass during the spring and summer that our little cart isn’t used for the aforementioned utility. This weekend would probably be the last opportunity to replace the tires. We had to go to Tractor Supply anyway,  so I would see about two new tires. It was my desire to get tubeless tires this go round would  so bought 2 tires and spent 54 bucks. Back home I removed the rotten ones from the rims and was feeling pretty good about myself and the task at hand. I had just begun getting one of the tubeless tires on the rim befo...

  “Being content is quite remarkable and often undervalued….”   This quote I stole from a Friend I have on social media. When I first read it, I read it twice then several more times, committing it to memory. It hit me where I live. A blinding flash of the obvious for many folks but it resonated with me in a big way. I took it to heart. In retrospect, having gone 'ninety to nothing' for nearly all of my adult life,  I should have paid more attention to contentment when I had been up to my nostrils in work, kids, bills, and on and on. I should have taken more time to  smell the roses, live in the moment, and not shove ten pounds of crap into a 5 pound bag.  In my late middle age where I'm presently situated, I experience and take note of my contentment more often. For example, sitting on my ass watching Baseball, Westerns and anything black and white on TV makes me content. The contentment comes from the familiarity of things, like when Perry Masons' District Att...