Friday morning S&P 'n other drivel....

Hotting up t’day for our morning S&P tour of Olde Faire Oakes (sumwhat enamored of ‘e’ t’day, dunno why)…

Anyhow, t’is warm ’n gonna get warmer, so the ubiquitous ‘they’ say ’n I tend to b’leeve ‘em cuz Sackamenna summers do kind’a lend themselves to the hotter side…

People out early t’day, walking their dogs or vice versa, sumtimes hard to tell who’s in charge of the leash but when it comes to picking up dog poop, it ain’t ever the dog what picks it up…..

Son Dave has the 150 while he’s in town so yestiday we loaded ten 60lb bags of concrete mix into the belly of the Matrix ’n drove ever so slowly homeward, concientiously avoiding the potholes, of which there are many these days, much thanks to the Demo legislature ’n their time-honored practice of robbing Peter to pay Paul…not too long ago, I head Governor Moonbeam decrying the condition of California streets ’n highways…I guess he’s forgot that it wuz under his first administration that they decided that the public needed more mass transit ’n fewer automobiles which wuz their stated reason anyway, for letting the upkeep of those said highways ’n byways slide…Mass transit doesn’t seem to work all that well out here on this left coast but, I guess that’s another story…

Ah well, I like Jerry Moonbeam well enuff, he ain’t the worst governor we’ve ever had here in the Golden State….’n just for the record, Arnie wudn’t the worst either….we’ve had some lulu’s out here…we didn’t come by the sobriquet, Land of fruits ’n nuts by accident ’n calling southern California, La-La Land is a home-grown epithet…no surprise there….

Now, being from the commonwealth of Kentucky, as I am ’n make no bones about it, I’ve still been in California durn near long enuff to be considered almost a native which qualifies me, in my own estimation, of course, the allowance to make fun of our ever more left leaning coast (if we have a BIG earthquake that drops California into the wide Pacific, we’ll have both a left coast ’n a right ’n that’ll drive our politicians even more nutz than they already are)…

Anyway, since it appears that digress ’n drivel seem t’be my words of the day, I’m gonna hop into the Matrix ’n take a wee drive to Sloughouse, Davis Ranch, ackshully, for more corn ’n ‘maters for the fridge….happy daze to all…..