Sunday, August 17, 2014

Weekends! Bah! Humbug!....


TGIF!
Laugh ’n the world laughs with you,
Cry, ’n the world tends to laugh at you….

So, the motorhome has a small hole in the roof now but on the bright side, the hole allowed the smoke from the fire to get outside ’n let someone know that the darn thing wuz on fire so the fire wuz put out…not sure of the extent of the damage yet…the hole in the ceiling of Sophie’s bedroom has a bright side also…Sophie had been blissfully comatose until Mama called ’n said, “Get up. You have homework to do.”  Sophie, being an obedient (somewhat, sometimes) daughter arose ’n wuz in the shower when the ceiling came crashing down on her bed….There being, howsumever, two sides to ever’ coin, the downside is that bureaucracy stepped in ’n now they have a couple dehumidifiers running 24 seven until the tests come back about the possibility of (gasp) asbestos in the crumbling drywall ’n insulation….
Life goes on regardless…..our baby daughter, the youngest of the four, just turned 43 t’other day ’n was lauded (jeered) by her siblings at a gathering of the clan in The Peoples Republic of Davis…it wuz a nice day ’n wuz suppozed t’be a ‘pool’ party but never got near the pool….
Now, if you’ve noticed, I began this little piece on Friday morn ’n it is now Sunday morning…all it means is, that at a ‘certain’ point in life, time has a tendency to become somewhat meaningless…y’know, days ’n weeks ’n months go by in a whirl ’n somehow, they all add up to years…..
Someone recently asked me if I had a bucket list….I told them that only the young go in for such things but I remembered that as a boy, I wanted to raft down the Ohio to the Mississippi River ’n thence to New Orleans ’n go to Mardi Gras…I opined that  prob’ly a lot of Ohio River boys had wanted t’do the same thing…I imagine that some ackshully did it but I never got a round tuit ’n now I don’t really care…as I advance deeper into my dotage, I ask m’self two questions when offered an opportunity to do sumthing that I’ve never done before…..First, do I really want to do it ’n Second, am I physically capable of lifting m’self out of my recliner to ackshully go ’n do it…both those questions take an inordinate amount of time to ponder but lazy old men tend to ponder pretty well….

“Always speak the truth, think before you speak ’n write it down afterwards.” L. Carroll

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