Just a 'Wellness" note...

Better now, it's about 4:30 and finally, the headache appears to have meandered to some other place far away from me. The weather sucks, grey and overcast and damp. I thought they predicted nice weather for Memorial Day... Ya, right on. Falls right in line with the attitude adjustment the Oil companies provided for the Holidays. B@$@##$'s anyway. Terminal Diarrhea would be a fitting reward for GWB and his ill shooting co-conspirator me thinks. May Omar's sickest camel come defecate in your pillow case.

Brain cell destruction •

I hate it when I get a headache... rare though it may be, disaster is what it wreaks when it comes to visit.  Excedrin, my old standby, is failing me on this one...

It's not a pounder, but a nagger that wants to extend it's visitation rights a bit longer.  Perhaps I just need to "think it out" of my mind and it will go cowering away on it's own with it's pointed tail between it's scurvy little legs...

Funny (not) it's located along the temples rather than the forehead or the base of the neck and just lies there festering and scabbing the interior of my skull.  My stomach is a shade of green also and that could be indicative of something... 

Can't be the Caakies as I've not made any.  Maybe I need some... *grin* "need what" you ask... I will leave that answer to your twisted mind to conjure up.

Here and There and Here again...

Twas good, but of course, how else could it be??  The lady was there and the Lady was faire.  Good conversation is always something we can and should enjoy with another.  

It was nice to put a real time face with a real Lady and that is appreciated for certain.  We talked and laughed and got some idea of who we each are and what we are about.  

We departed Shari's about 4:40, her in her focus and me in the Toy.  Back here at the tent and with chisel and hammer I knock out yet another rendition of collective thoughts.  The day has turned nice, but for how long is a matter of pure speculation.

Cats remain her favorite and dogs will forever be mine... Nothing insurmountable but interesting just the same.  We, neither of us, know if we will replace our pet companions once they are no longer with us...  I suppose, it's something I will have to revisit once that happens.

The iced tea I had was pretty good and the pie and ice cream was better.  Life goes on.  We will enjoy the race and then a good dinner on the 27th..  Thanks God, for today.

Charging off on Sir Gallahad's Steed

With rusty sword in hand and a vexing smile doth I proceed to swoon the faire maiden... Likely scenario, actually a cup of coffee and glib conversation will likely be the case..

When the unknown engenders a pause in ones step or a quickening of the pulse, a bridle on the tongue is oft the best course of action. Today, I shall proceed with said caution and of course put forth hopefully my best foot (if I can keep it from the confines of my mouth).

New venture with the upmost hopes for a gleeful and happy ending. This is just the beginning I hope and the first of many enjoyable encounters. The hour approaches and even in the lusty heart of your favorite conqueror doth the butterflies flutter. Egads, this sound like some tripe from a 17th century conquest. Anyway, hope the pie is good, I already know of the coffee.

Filler 'yup' ain't it so???

Gads, I'd love to tell ya it ain't so, but we all know the feeling and it ain't likely to change any time real soon.

My guess is that the Oil reserves down in Crawford, Texas ain't quite topped off yet but come January, 09 the free flowing cash reserves of the American Public will cease to flow into the gates shown below...



GWB Oil Reserves
home sweet home
Makes me pretty happy to know that neither of the Demopublicans are heavily invested in the Oil industry with the possible exception of the Giant SUV's they probably drive.

Ya gotta believe that McCain has oil interests... if not him, perhaps the lady who shares his name has some (but not here, in OUR country).

Anywhew, it's up there and you can yuk it up a little and maybe, it made light of your day and creased your face with a smile...

The "Caakies" Bakearama Event...

Catchy name eh?? Thought so myself... Well here's the real deal Vern. For those of us too lazy to do it the old fashioned way. Ingredients include: (1) box any (and I mean any) cake mix 18.25 oz. size. (2) clucker droppings (eggs). (1/2) cup garden variety vegetable oil.

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Process thusly: Mix the above mentioned ingredients (and only those ingredients) in an average sized bowl until blended nicely. (you can add nutz, raisins, chocolate chips, almonds, pecans... you name it) _Drop cookie sized dollops onto a ungreased baking pan/sheet. Crank the heat to about 350˚ and bake till light brown color (8 -10 mins). OK partner, there ya got it "Caakies" cookies for the rest of us Life is good and the caakies should be too...

The 'Sky' opened this morning

Water... how wonderful to have it today, considering I fertilized yesterday and had it not come, my yards would have burned to a crisp.. A friend went to the Coast, I've not been this year, but would like to go at some point. I want to introduce her to the $20 leather store... A grand place to drop a few bucks. Old towne beckons also with their shops and unusual items. Watching from the Docks is also a neat thing to do. My Sister is having computer problems, I hope they get solved soon... we both have the same type of computers (Apple iMacs). I've had no problems but she has... perhaps not all generated by the computer but who knows. Along side the rain rides the gloom of the grey pony... no sunshine to be seen. Amazing how it tempers our outlook. I don't mind some of it, but when it is continual, it is dismal and for some, very depressing. Grey is one of my favorite colors... just not in the sky.

Darkness dances in the distance...

Well, the evening has snuck up on me and enveloped the house and the sky is no longer blue... Time seems to slide by as easily as an ice cold bud slides down... I wish I could put on the brakes sometimes. Talkin to my Sis right now, nothing special, I think she just likes to exercise her jaw once in awhile. They're eating late tonight. Their days start about Noon and go from there. It's hard to adjust to their hours when I visit but I love them so I accommodate their style. Quiet night, WWE was OK, but basically the SOS. I am a creature of poor taste I guess. But it's mine so byte me. Leann... you are so very obviously absent... My imagination works wonderfully. Anyway, I am going to watch the tube for a bit then see where the Sandman will direct my journey...

If you 'fertilize' they will 'grow'.

This morning, much earlier than I wanted, I was out on the front lawn disbursing copious amounts of "come here and get it and die you beast die" mixture for the benefit of the residents of my yard. I had hoped for a little heavier dew, as I didn't bother to "wet the lawn" prior to putting it on. We are supposed to be blessed with some water this evening and more tomorrow... if not, my green oasis will resemble the Sahara desert in a couple of days. Never had a green thumb, unless you count that time I flattened it with a hammer and didn't see a Dr. Amazing what a little turpentine and steel nerve will accomplish. Reminds me of when I used to cure poison oak with a little gasoline and a brillo pad.. Sure glad it never got to my face. I got a new Hummingbird feeder today and concocted a batch of red feed for them so will install that in a bit and see if I can lure the little buggers... I love their colors. Specially the red from the 12 gauge. *grin*

A time to murder...

Well that should have your attention anyway. Actually, I just returned from buying some weed and feed for the yard and the post title is for the benefit of the DandyLions and clover. Nice out today, not quite as hot and a shade on the overcast side. I can deal with that. Spaghetti sauce is thawing so hopefully by dinner time it will be ready to go. No emails from anybody today, I suppose it is truly a day of rest for all. Those I thought I might hear from have been conspicuously absent and of course one only wonders why??? work I hope...

The "green machine" rules...

Well, although we didn't make a substantial trip today, I did sit astradle the old fashioned saddle and rode the 'Iron Maiden' down to the end of the street and back.

My arm feels better, but will be a long time in the healing process. I don't think it would affect my riding, it's more of a question of 'what if'. Me and the what if group don't get along too good anyway.

The sounds of the dirt track racers is wafting into the house thru the open flap of the tent. Thinking about dinner and what I might have.

Oh total coolness... I am getting the bamboo steamer Monday and also a wok... heck of a deal... now I just need lessons on using them... any good volunteer teachers out there.... hmmmmm??

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Maybe tomorrow will bring more of a ride but then who knows for sure?

Blue Sky and Apple pie...

Lord I thank you, Beautiful day... warm, more than I like but beautiful just the same. Clynton came over this morning while I was cleaning the "Patton" fan... he and Dalton stayed for a while then meandered back across the trail to their tent. Got the fan all clean now and it still works so that is a plus. Later, Clyntons cousin came over to his place and they are putting on new brakes on his Nissan 4X4. Hot outside... I took over the fan for Clynton to use. Not sure what is happening this afternoon, Fred said he was coming over for a beer, but I've heard that one before too. Be nice if he bought some once in a while. Actually he does. Emails are scant for the last day or two... must be something in the water or lack of. Actually I suppose they've been pretty busy... Checked out the CL postings and it's becoming obvious to me that animals have learned to use the computer. How in the world can someone claim to be an "Educator" and be unable to spell the simplest of words... NO FREAKIN PRIDE... Dalton has some birthday party this afternoon according to Clynton... Good thing for kids to do.

Yet another "Friday"... what now?

Well, pickles in the woodpile.. here we go with another beautiful weekend and my arm is not yet to the point where riding the 'Hog' would be advisable... Damn I am dumb sometimes. This afternoon, I will mow the yards and it will be hotter than the devil but the requirement is knocking on my mental door so I must address it... Tomorrow I will invest some money in Sam Walton's retirement center and get the stuff to kill off the moss and the clover and dandylions that seem to have taken up permanent residence in my yards... Damn them!! Maybe I should salvage them for some Dandylion wine?? Anyone know how to make it?? I've heard that the greens are good in salads too but I've never gotten the nerve to try it. Anyone reading this like "Peanut Butter Cookies" *big smile* You know who you are, don't you !!

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Brownsville park... gotta check that out for a future date... right??

Hell on Earth... here and now.

Wow, I suppose that was a pretty rough title, but then again considering the "Hell" that heat puts me thru. The day is absolutely beautiful, gorgeous blue sky with wispy white clouds but therein lurk the murkiness of humidity... that which drains the strength of Atlas and Goliath and, unfortunately me. Heat Stroke times 2 in VietNam left me with little tolerance for muggy hot weather. There are those who would tell you that you acclimate to different weather situations but I can tell you that after living in Virginia Beach for 9 years... It just damn well didn't happen.

There goes the bucket

Money, though commonly thought of as the root of all evil is in all honesty just another vehicle we use to get from one state to another state... in that I mean "in debt to out of debt", from "have not to have"..

Granted, it's often used for immoral purposes and even illicit purposes but in my case today, it's purpose is to keep the wolves at bay. Now, freshly fortified by the dispersal of copious amounts of cash, I can hold my head high and bark at the moon. The critters are sated and life progresses.

Hidden Salvation ~

Ah, the sweet sound of exhaled frustration when the solution was so near all the time. She is happy now and life has once again become a good thing. Some day, with the Lords help, she may decide to listen to me... God knows how I've tried to convince her of her erroneous ways but it is always the crisis that brings her back... I love her because

Up the Down slide

Lack of organization... the inability to control one's environment, the total loss of any type or style of order. This might be a very apt description of a relative of mine. Sadly, she feels that she has everything under control, and those things she isn't in control of have no business in her life to begin with. I am not a organization freak, but on the other hand nor am I haphazard in the structure of my daily living. People like this lady blow my mind. Yet, I am the one she calls. Time and time again for the same type things... Sanity, how dost thou leave me in my time of strife???

Varying degrees of insanity

Today is another in what seems like a never ending succession of dim witted days in which I've managed to accomplish nothing that made much sense. I will say that I've re-organized this Blog and included some things that were missing. Now the secret is to have someone other than me read it. Ladies, dear sweet ladies... how you befuddle my mind. Anyway, so much for now with more coming at a later time... thanks for the visit.

The 'dog' is coming...

Ralphy will get his summer cut today... he acquires a totally new persona after the groomer takes away his hair. He is an Aristocrat among animals. His eyes convey the love and adoration that he has for his family. Yes, odd that I consider myself part of his family, but for nearly 12 years now he's been with us, it's only for the last two that he has had two different households to call home. it will be nice to pick him up tomorrow and spend the day with him... He won't be around too much longer, Golden's don't usually live much beyond 13 or 14 years. I will be sad when he leaves.

The Other Side...

I often wonder what it is that attracts different women to men... I've posted ads and had replies and read the ads of others. It oft reads like a christmas shopping list. How is it that we think we can pick and choose and find the "Just right" person?? People, mates, friends, are all trained thru exposure to our mental environment. They act and react based upon what they know and believe we will accept. We all know the limits of our friendships and our lovers. We know what buttons to push and which to avoid. All of which boil down to acquired knowledge of the other. The training happens behind the scenes, in the background of our relationship. Much like a small child that learns not to touch a hot stove... until they do it once, they cannot really know the result... until we step on our friends, we don't really know that it would be offensive or hurt them. We often don't realize where the tender spots lie. Life, the pursuit of which I dearly love, does indeed provide challenges. Question is are we up for the task?? I hope so.