…” A good day I must say!”…

Yesterday a friend of mine, my Son’s Father-in-law, texted me inquirin’ if I wanted to go for a Motorcycle ride. He was here this mornin’ @ 10:00 a.m., on his BMW Motorcycle, as we had agreed on. I had gotten the “Ole H-D” out of the basement (earlier) & was ready. We pulled out headin’ for the Talladega National Forrest in Heflin to ride the Scenic  Parkway Drive. Wow! Ya shoulda seen all of the dust that blew off of the Ole H-D. Not to mention the Spiders a trailin’ behind from their silky web strans. Just swingin’ in the breeze till they let loose or were just flung off. It was a beautiful day for a ride. We cruised the Back Roads all along the way. Our first real sight was on Raceway Boulivard as we rode past the Talladega (DEGA!) Raceway. There were a LOT of folks already set up in the Camp Grounds & traffic was backin’ up tryin’ to make it to their Special Sites. On to Oxford via Hwy 78E to the H-D Store as I needed to get some engine oil. Also had them check out a funny sound, they didn’t find anything though. While there I ran into an Ole Friend, a young lady who was a customer of mine @ Magic Chef durin’ my workin’ years, there. I gotta hug, ofcourse, as wwe caught up. Still pretty as ever! I also ran into the son of an Ole Friend, that I used to call on @ Russell Corporation, in Alexander City. Got to visit briefly with him as well. But NO HUGGIN! Just a good manly hand shake! Ya just never know who you’ll run into. Off to lunch we went @ a local BBQ restaurant. After an enjoyable lunch & visit we headed out to Heflin, AL  still riddin’ up Hwy 78E to the Scenic Parkway Drine for the Talladega National Forrest. It was a wonderful windin’ twistin’ ride. We stpped @ a Scenic Overview there, met & spoke with an Ole Marine from North GA. An interestin’ gentleman I must say. We parted ways with the Ole Marine & on to the top! AS we crested the top the Restaurant/Office Buildin’ was pretty busy so down we headed on down the back side of the mountain. We came out on Hwy 21 in Munford, headed on toward the City of Talladega, passed thru there an on back to the house in The Big Pell! That was a very enjoyable 100 mile roundtrip ride. My riddin’ mate for the day took a quick breather here then on back to The Ham for him. A good day I must say!…”Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>

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…”it’ll be ready should we need it”…

It’s “GAME DAY”! Oh & Hurricane NATE is ah knockin’ on the the door of the Gulf Coast! I hope all you folks directly in it’s path are prepared. God be with you all. For us, here in “The Big Pell”, it looks as though we’re goin’ to get a Big Blow out of it tomorrow & for the next few days we’re also goin’ to have “a bad case of DAMP ASS” here. Thank goodness we don’t live in a low area. I’ll get the the Gen Set set up here in just a little while so it’ll be ready should we need it tomorrow. Y’all keep an eye & a ear out for the Weather Conditions & Warnin’s in your areas. I hope your College Teams fare well today. Unless your for em “Aggies”, Texas A&M! {{{{{ ROLL TIDE TOLL ! }}}}}…..BG>

…”Maybe that’s what’s wrong with me now”…

Here, in The Big Pell, on the Lake, today it is Beautiful. If there’s a down side to this day it is the Wind that is blowin’. I just stepped out on the downstairs patio & it is blowin’ pretty good. The “FOX6” site say’s 11mph. Well that my be in The Ham! When I see the White Caps rollin’ in from the main channel it tells me somethin’ different. But the Sky is Blue with scattered Clouds. Boat traffic is limited. I’ve seem several Bass Boats gettin’ beaten by the White Caps, but, they gotta Compete! No Wake Boarders, Skiers, or Surfers though. So after such a good day of NCAA Football yesterday I’m just goin’ to chill, here, in The Cave. The Tigers from Auburn really whooped the “Hail State” Dawgs, The Trojans (NO not those kind) of TROY  laid it t? the The Cat’s of {{{ “L S WHO” ? }}} in front of their Home Comin’ QUEEN. Oh! & my Crimson Tide, {{{{{ ROLL TIDE ROLL ! }}}}}, of BAMA beat the Hottie Tottie (Black Bears-Hahaha!) Rebels of Ole Miss like a STEP CHILD! I can say that cause I WAS one! But I never got beaten, came close a time or two though. Maybe that’s what’s wrong with me now. Oh well, Y’all enjoy “this day that The Lord has made”…”Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>

…”& back on the Stove”…

 Yesterday mornin’ had been some what normal. I got up at 4:30 a.m. while my Bride was gettin’ ready for work. Got the “Joe” to workin’ to deliver that Magical Elixir I now seem to require in the mornin’s. The alarm went off to let me know it was ready in just a short time. Poured my 1st Mug of the mornin’ so it could cool just a tad while I choked down a banana & a small cup of dry Cheerios “The Breakfast of Champions” around this house. Got Mug #2 for the road as I wet to work, yesterday was Friday, no excitement there. Got home poured up Mug #3 as the pot emptied out. I started to work on a 7qt Pot of Chili for today, “Game Day”! It’s a process, you other Chili cookers out there know of what I speak. As I was gettin’ my onions chopped up {{{ DING DONG ! }}}…Seems I was on the “Hit List” for a visit from the good folks from the local “Kingdoms Hall”. I was polite, told’em I didn’t want to shake hands as I was in the middle of Choppin’ Onions. They understood, I refused their print out greeted’em a good day & got back to my Onion Choppin’. I get all of my fixin’s thrown into my 7qt pot then simmer it for 4 hours at a minimum, stirrin’ as needed & add a cup of water, or so, occasionally as it needs some replaced. Got folks commin’ today & will had the Grands last night. Always look forward to that. The New/Next Generation of my genes. Now let THAT sink in! Today I’ll be prayin’ for Auburn, as they are from my State of Alabama, & cause I think they’re goin’ to need it. There’s a lot goin’ on down there on The Plains. But I’ll be hollerin’ “ROLL TIDE ROLL” as usual. Got to go, time to get the Chili out of the Frig & back on the Stove. {{{{{ ROLL TIDE ROLL ! }}}}}…”Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>

…”take heed the WARNINGS”…

I’ve been up since 4:30 a.m. My Bride left for work about 4:45 a.m. There are surgery patients she will have to get ready for their 6:30 a.m. procedures this mornin’. I’ve heard “She’s Pretty Good @ What She Does” from folks who would know. Makes me Very Proud to get confirmations on somethin’ I have known for a long time. It is now 6:20 a.m. I’m well into my 2nd Mug-O-Joe. As the mornin’ Sun Light begins to appear across the slough I realize the outside temperature is still a Cool 50 degrees, calm waters, birds chirpin’, clear skies, & how lucky I am here in The Big Pell, & not directly in Hurricane Irma’s” path. God be with all of those that are. My thoughts & prayers continue to go out to those in Texas & Louisiana, recoverin’ from “Hurricane Harvey”. And now “Hurricane Irma” is goin’ to be catastrophic as well. It’s currently cuttin’ a swath thru the Caribbean & is headed directly toward the Florida Peninsula. It is continuin’ to bewilder all of the Weather Forecasters as “Hurricane Irma” keeps veerin’ off more & more to the West/North West. With each move, it seems as thought, the possibility of damages grow more intense. It ain’t goin’ to be pretty folks. Monday or Tuesday it is soundin’ like we will be gettin’ the indirect effects of this storm so we will be preparing accordingly for it. Pardon me, but I’m headed for my 3rd Mug-O-Joe. Be alert out there folks & take heed the WARNINGS that are bein’ given…”Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>

…”Oh let me just add”…

Many years ago I was invited to play in a Golf Outin’ down in the Centerville/Brent area of Alabama. It was bein’ held at a small, very nice little (Country) Country Club. I remember bein’ impressed by the golf course it’s self. It was very well maintained for not bein’ any larger than it was. I don’t remember exactly WHO was actually hostin’ it. But an ole friend of mine, “The Ole Tater Chip Salesman”, worked for a local Snack Food Company, who was one of the companies contributing to the Sponsorship of the days outin’. The Ole Tater Chip Salesman invited three of us (The Ole Insurance Rep, The Ole Army Depot Clerk, & I) that were all friends, to join him on a Team that his company was sponsorin’. It was a standard type “Best Ball” team format. For those of you who aren’t familiar with that term it’s that all four (4) members, per a team, each hit a shot on a given hole, & then they play the BEST SHOT (hit ball) of a Team member. Thus the term “Best Ball Format”. Even though there are four (4) actual shots available to a team, per Par Ratin’, per hole (x18 holes), there’s an awful lot of “Cheatin’ ” that takes place in these types of Golf Outin’. You pick the types of players (Dr’s, Lawyers, Judges, Salesmen, Mechanics, Land Barons, etc.). Anyone that tells you that their team played “Straight UP”, {{{{{ Cough, Cough – Bull $#!+ – Cough }}}}}, is just lyin’ to you! It’s a competition! People, I don’t care how honest they are, CHEATIN’, in these types of Golf Games, is common place. It’s just part of the fun of it. Then everyone enjoys a good meal together, as the awards/prizes that were donated are awarded. The Winners are determined by WHO CHEATED THE BEST (without gettin’ caught)! Then the days activities are over. It was a good day, good food & good fun. Now we headed home. On the way we were all reminiscin’ on the days events, had the radio cranked up, & three of us noticed the sound of {{{ “Snorin’ ” }}} comin’ from the Shot Gun Seat! The Ole Tater Chip Salesman, our host for the day, was sleepin’! It could have been from a number of things, the ride home, the borin’ company, playin’ in the hot sun that day, or TOO much COLD BEER on the Expense Account! Well, The Ole Army Depot Clerk got the idea for us “to have a little fun, at our host’s expense”. We decided to count down from three (3), {{{{{ SCREAM ! }}}}} at the tops of our lungs, & for me, the driver, SLAM ON THE BRAKES!. We knew we would be approachin’ a long straight away soon. There was a Loggin’ Truck in my rear view mirror. I let him pass me so we weren’t in any danger of hittin’ anyone or anyone hittin’ us. Then The Insurance Rep, of ALL people, started countin’ us down. 3 – 2 – 1 – {{{{{ SCREAM ! (x3) }}}}}, the sound of {{{{{ SCREECHING TIRES ! }}}}}, The Ole Tater Chip Salesman was slung forward, his Seat Belt Lock UP on him, &  he began to SCREAM LIKE A LITTLE GIRL! I mean {{{ Blood Curdlin’ Screamin’ }}} ! Not just once but several times over several seconds! But it seemed longer than that.Then he realized we were all laughin’ our asses off! It was funny! Damned Funny I must say, well at least to the three (3) of us! I had to pull over to keep from wreckin’ my car, from laughin’ so much & so hard! Needless to say The Ole Tater Chip Salesman didn’t think it was so damn funny. Oh well, sometimes, ya just have to find comedy & laughter where you can. And usually it’s at someone else’s expence! Oh let me just add, he didn’t fall back to sleep the rest of the way home!…”Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>

…”maybe ya just had to be there”…

There was a time, way back when, when we , our family, would every now & then go on a day trip to different places with another family. Friends of our. Our kids were just a couple of years apart. In each family there was a son & daughter. So the trips & days went well. On this particular day we were headed to Tallapoosa, GA. Our destination was for two stores right next door to each other. One was a Golf Supply Outlet & the other was a Year Round Christmas Store. Now, I’ll let y’all guess who was headed to which stores. The other family just happened to have a Mini Van & we all fit in it just fine. The bad thing was the other Father, he’s an “Ole Tater Chip Salesman”, would drive. I always questioned his “Man Hood” as he just looked too happy to be drivin’ a “Mini Van”! The highlight of the day happened as we were approachin’ downtown Tallapoosa, GA. It ain’t a real big town. We came in on GA Hwy #100, crossed over the ole Rail Road Tracks, turned on to US Hwy 78 & were slowly easin’ down main street. Now Tallapoosa, GA. is an OLD COUNTRY TOWN. The Ole side walks were elevated, had roofs extendin’ out over the ole sidewalks for shade & to keep the rain off of ya I guess. They were real narrow. With everything in such close proximity there, ya know, really made things reverberate underneath’em, pretty damn loud (remember that). Folks were leisurely  strollin’ along lookin’ as though they had no where to be in a hurry, as ole Country Folk do. As we eased along I noticed an Ole Dog, “Ole Blue” I called ’em, & he was just followin’ is nose along the side walk. Now “Ole Blue” was a TRIPOD! He was long legged, ribs was slightly showin’, he was just lopin’ along & had a pretty good gait goin’ too, for an Ole Tripod. I guess he was either sniffin’ out who all had been cruisin’ his territory as dogs do or he was sniffin’ for a tasty snack, dropped from some of the Saturday Strollers. Well I was ridin’ “Shotgun” & spotted “Ole Blue” bout a 1/2 a block in front of us. Well, I don’t know why it did but a strange hankerin’ was comin’ on me. The closer we got to “Ole Blue” the more excited I got. I kinda felt like a Cat, crouched down gettin’ ready to pounce. The only difference was my tail, cause I don’t have one, wasn’t twiitchin’ the closer we got to’em. There were conversations goin’ on inside the Mini Van so everyone was preoccupied & not payin’ any attention to me & they hadn’t seen “Ole Blue” yet. As I eased my window down, the attention shifted to me. A couple of folks was askin’, in unison, “why are you lettin’ the AC out”? The whole time I was easin’ my arm out the window, I sat up tall in my seat & {{{{{ WHAM! – WHAM! – WHAM!!! }}}}} I beat on the side of that Mini Van, scarin’ the hell out of everyone in it. The guy drivin’ didn’t know if he’d hit somethin’ or someone had hit him! At the same time I was doin’ my best imitation of a “BIG DOG” barkin’, {{{{{ Arrrr! – Arrrr! – Arrrr – Arrr!!! }}}}}. My Bride & my children figured it out pretty quick. They know me! The driver’s wife & kids were still tryin’ to figure out what their Dad/Her Husband had hit!. “Ole Blue” flung his head around, tucked his tail between his legs, as though there was a BIG Ole Dog about to take off part of his ass! He was tryin’ to get some traction to get the hell out of there. It was kinda like his clutch was slippin’! His ole long lanky legs were goin’ thru the motions but he just wasn’t gettin’ no where. Bout that time his ole paws caught traction, he flung his ole head back to the left & {{{{{ WHAM ! }}}}}. Right into the side of the buildin’, face first! {{{{{ Rrr – Rrr – Rrr – Rrr!!! }}}}} the whole time & down he went!. He finally got up, still just a hollerin’ {{{{{ Rrr – Rrr – Rrr – Rrr!!! }}}}} & took out around the corner & he never checked up!!! I laughed so hard my ribs & throat were hurtin’. Like a chain reaction, from the others in the “Mini Van”, all began to break out in laughter as well. Except for “Ole Tater Chip Salesman” he was still tryin’ to figure out what just happened to his “MiniVan”. I don’t know, maybe ya just had to be there. We didn’t buy anything that day but it was pretty entertain’ for me I must say…”Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>