Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Trashy Tuesday 4/15/2014

Life As Seen Through Dog-Licked Glasses
“The problem is not how to get new thoughts into your head
– but how to get the old one’s out.” as Tweeted By Naomi Simson

Thank you for joining me in my little slice of “Drivel”. Please take a seat, get a big cup of French Roast coffee, and settle into a comfy chair. I may be here a while. Personally I have a 64 ounce cup of my favorite brand of freshly ground French Roast. My cup has wheels on it and sits on the floor. I have a nice long straw that I use to sip my coffee from. Quite a sight and OMG the caffeine. Astronomical! I now have my sound box blaring '60's rock n roll. After a while it gets really hard for me to stay seated. I just have to keep moving. Sometimes you may see me doing the “Mashed Potato” or the “Twist” or whatever. It becomes really difficult to write a blog jumping around like that.

My quote above I felt says a lot about my mental state. I ran into this saying in Linkedln, a professional sight that somebody got me hooked into. It is a cool deal but I don't really know much about it. I do know that I ran across some tweets by Naomi Simson. She is from Australia and very, very well-known and has accomplished more than all us can dream about. I am extremely impressed. Anyway, I don't seem to have a lot of trouble getting new thoughts into my head. I just haven't a clue on how to get the old one's out. Raise your hands if you have that problem. Let's see, how many do we have ….. raise your hands high. Thanks. Let's see, I'll start with me... one, um one, one. Keep those hands up. One. Well, I guess I am the only one with the problem. I must have been sick when we covered that in school. May explain why my hat size went from 7 ¼ to 7 ¾.

All of you from Iowa, how about this weather? Geez! Saturday it was 85 degrees and raining. Monday it was 32 degrees and there are snowflakes around. Just how much better can it get? Hey, Hey, don't answer that.

A quick update on Barney, my co-writer and black pug. He is recovering nicely. His mother took him to the pug doctor. He was given a very thorough examination. He is usually in good spirits with the doctor seeing as how the doctor happens to be female and equipped with treats. According to his mother, daughter Debby the younger, he willing laid on his side and let her have her way with him. She even trimmed his nails while on his side with little resistance. Barney does not like getting a manny/peddy. I think it is either a guy thing or a black pug thing.

I have two friends that are giving me problems. One guy, Leon, has been restoring an old John Deere tractor forever. It has been taken Leon several years of work. He is about to get it fired up for the first time. He is entered in a tractor ride toward the end of May. Leon wants me to get into the tractor restoration business. It is tempting and now that he is close, I am getting really, really jealous. I only have a couple of issues that I have to overcome. I have no place to work on it, I don't have a trailer or towing vehicle, and most importantly my current wife is not thrilled with the idea. My other friend announced the other day at a meeting that he just bought an older Ford Mustang convertible. Immediately I started Googling for a 1954 Chevy 2 door hardtop(my car in high school). There is quite a selection out there. Some really nice ones. One or two things are keeping me from getting one. First and foremost – price. Egads they cost a lot. I remember my dad bought it for $450.00 in the early '60's. If you take the decimal out the price is about where the better ones are priced.

Looking at the calendar it appears that Easter is upon us. Our church is hosting an Easter egg hunt on Saturday morning. It is always a great time for lots of kids. We organize it so that there are several age groups to equalize the kid's experience. It is not particularly a good time for me however. I have not been able to locate a local hunt with an adult age group and they won't let me enter the big kid's class. Kind of a bummer for those of us who never grew up. I feel a bit discriminated against. I am considering launching a petition demanding equal opportunity in the Easter egg hunts. It is hard to predict if it will get any traction though. I do have some backing from those 6 foot tall “Peter Cotton Tail” Easter Bunnies. I don't expect any special treatment, just equal treatment.

Have you gotten your Income taxes filed yet? Just a suggestion, you may want to begin to think about getting at it. Yes, I know you may think the IRS is busy covering their collective as***s, they have to do all of the money collecting and oversight on Obamacare and so forth but don't get complacent. They are training part-timers to be auditors. BTW, looking for work, they are looking for help. No experience is required.

Speaking of today did you know it is a combination of Ex-Spouse Day, Look up at the sky day, National Pecan Day, Pan American Day and Reach as high as you can day? This is really impressive. Fifty years ago today in 1964, conservationist Rachel Carson, author of "Silent Spring," died in Silver Spring, Md., at age 56. I am pretty certain there may have been others who passed on that date. Perhaps more importantly on this day in 1865, John Wilkes Booth, an actor and Confederate sympathizer, fatally shoots President Abraham Lincoln at a play at Ford's Theater in Washington, D.C. The attack came only five days after Confederate General Robert E. Lee surrendered his massive army at Appomattox Court House, Virginia, effectively ending the American Civil War. Certainly a tragedy in American history.

Oh, Snap! My 64 ouncer is empty. Good thing I suppose. It will take me until next week to get down off of the caffeine high anyway. I had planned on presenting an expose on the Hotties on Hysteria Avenue and their “Book Club” but darn it, they didn't have a meeting last week. Instead it is this week. It was supposed to be here at my house. I had wired the place with security cameras and microphones hidden everywhere. We will have to wait until next week. Don't say a word because I will be undercover and I don't want my cover blown. Thanks a lot. Hey, I have to run, my editorial staff is marching down the hall to get this blog. Wish I had backup like those folks in Nevada. Maybe I wouldn't be so intimidated by my editors. Until we meet again, TA!

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