…”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>

…” stay out of the heat, hydrate plenty”…

IMG_0364I got up this mornin’ & enjoyed my “Mug-O-Joe (x3)” while catchin’ up on the world. The local News said 20% chance of rain with 90 to 100 % Humidity. The chances of rain will go up for the rest of the week so I though I’d get my grass cut before the rain sets in. At 8:30 a.m. the Power goes out! My bride was in the shower, I called the Coosa Valley Power Company to report the outage. So, I pulled out the Portable Gen-Set, kicked off all the breakers, fired up the Gen-Set, connected the house up, threw the safety swich, flipped all the fuses back on except the AC & we were back up & runnin’. My bride turned on all six (6) ceiling fans upstairs & I turned on the two (2) downstairs, in The Cave. I finally got started on the yard around 9:30 a.m. & I can say I got it done before lunch 12:30 p.m.. Cut, weed eatin’, & blowin’ everythin’ clean. Hell, I even washed the underside of the cuttin’ deck on my mower. When I finally got everything put away I sat down & realized the neighbors power was back on. I let my Bride know I was goin’ to kill the Gen-Set reverse the fuses again, I double checked with her about ours & she said everything was goin’ & the AC was back on. So, I disconnected the Gen-Set, shut it down & decided to sit & cool down a bit. I then realized just how much the heat & humidity had taken out of me. I was soaked from sweatin’ & cleansin’ my pores. I finally drug myself up for a nice cool shower, grabbed some lunch, & am now chillin’ in “The Cave”. Y’all stay out of the heat, hydrate plenty, & chill…”Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>  

…”NO MORE HAND ME DOWNS”!…

After THREE different “Delivery Dates”, via an on line order, I’m supposed to be gettin’ My NEW Computer today. Yeah, I know, many of you out there thinkin’ “What’s the big deal, it’s just a computer”? It’s a BIG deal for me! I’ve NEVER had a NEW Computer. Every computer I’ve ever gotten has been a “Hand Me Down”. I got what wasn’t good enough, anymore for another family member, because THEY needed the NEW one with all the “Bells & Whistles”. Ole Bill/Dad doesn’t need all that technology! He could be dangerous! Hell, even at work, I NEVER had a NEW Computer. It was a “Hand Me Down” because some Manager, at the top, thought they needed the NEW one, more, so that they could occupy their busy days by checkin’ the Stock Market, watchin’ their 401K, playin’ Solitaire, shopin’ on Ebay, or what ever their personal mission of the day was. It started the “Trickle Down Effect”. When the New one came in they would get their old one scrubbed down by the IT dept. Then the next level Mgr would decide he needed the “Ole Bosses scrubbed unit” & so on until it got to me, or who ever else was in need of one. I grew up on “Hand Me Downs”! NOT this time! “All  the Stars & Planets have lined up for ME”, again! The day is HERE, MY NEW Computer will be here TODAY! I feel like a child on their Birthday or @ Christmas. The anticipation is killin’ me! I’ll be lookin’ out the window every-time I hear the sound of what I think could be “The Delivery Truck” comin’ down the driveway {{{wait a minute! Nope!}}}, all 200 ft from the road! Now I’ll have to learn a lot of new systems & processes, but I’m lookin’ forward to it. “NO MORE HAND ME DOWNS”! I need another Mug-O-Joe…”Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>

…”doin’ somethin’ similar”…

Down at midnight last night, up at 6 a.m. this mornin’. Looks like it’s going to be one of those dark dreary rainy type days, at least that’s what the Weatherman is  tellin’ us AGAIN. My Bride & I are enjoying the morning sippin’ on our Mugs-O-Joe. I have my pot of “Dunkin Doughnuts Regular” & she has her Fru-Fru taste of the month, made one mug @ a time. Later today we’re goin’ to meet up with my son & his family. We’re going to have lunch with the Grands at a restaurant in The Ham @ The Summit. I was gettin’ ready to leave lunch a little early. MY middle Grand was cryin’, as I was huggin’ her & trllin’ her bye-bye, cause she didn’t want Papa to leave. I was headin’ to attend the Funeral Visitation of a friend, who Passed suddenly last Thursday. Just a few months ago she had finally reached the ripe ole age of “The Double Nickel”, still young by today’s standards. I didn’t stay too long, just long enough to see a couple old friends. I decided to drive up through the cemetery, as that’s where my Mother and Stepdad are buried. Thought I would visit they’re graves, it’s been awhile. There are visitors & there are avoiders. Let me just say “I’m NOT a good grave visitor”, shame on me for that I guess. Hey, it is what it is. You know that’s one of those places you stand head hangin’, looking down, & you’re not really talking out loud but YOU ARE havin’ a conversation. I didn’t really know if I asking for approval or was I asking for forgiveness? I didn’t really get any answers but did realized I was standin’ there, in a light sprinklin’ of rain, cryin’. It’s kind of a strange scenario I guess. But, I’m sure others have found themselves doin’ somethin’ similar. Oh well, I’m now back in The Big Pell in comfortable surroundin’s. Ya’ll have a good evenin’…”Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>

…”I feel safe in sayin’ “…

Just Chillin'Yesterday was a dreary lookin’ day, most of the day.  Early in the mornin I headed to The Ham to get my Brides car serviced. Just routine servicin’. On my way back, to The Big Pell, I stopped in, unannounced as I usually do, on some Ole Friends I used to work with. I just missed one as he had an appointment to keep but I did get to visit with his office manager. She was sharin’ with me the recent loss of a Grandchild just a few months old. Very touchin’ story. I didn’t stay too long as she was the only one there runnin’ the business. I headed on home & got there just in time for lunch & spent some time with my Bride & daughter before headin’ back to The Ham for my BHS monthly evenin’ get together. The rain’ finally made it & made things sort of hazardous as folks just refuse to slow down on their way home. Me First-Me First! “Damn The Torpedoes, Full Speed Ahead”! Before ya know it there’s metal crunckin’ & glass shatterin’ along the route. I had a feelin’ there weren’t goin’ to be many folks show up @ The Village Tavern (VT). Vacation time, weather, & work schedules always affect the out turn. There were only Four (4) BHS folks & One (1) WHS friend made it. Later there were two (2) more BHS folks joined us briefly. They had been there @ The VT for other reasons but it was great to see’em. As time ticked around to 8:00pm it was once again time to head our separate ways. I got home & was settlin’ in. I got on the computer & noticed a FB Post under the name of “Susan Thompson Wright“, BHS Class of 1979, I knew Susan had been plannin’ on meetin’ with us earlier this evenin’. Her daughter had posted that her Mom, Susan, has passed away earlier in the day. Susan was one who attended our BHS get together quite often. It was a shock to hear of her passin’. My heart kinda sunk. Again, I have to say, we just don’t get to see old friends often enough. Susan will be missed by us all. I feel safe in sayin’ our most Sincere Condolences go out to Susan’s Family & Loved ones…Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>

…”Yep, Lake Life!”…

Today my Bride & daughter, havein’ returned yesterday from their “Girls Beach Week”, were kinda just veggin’ out. I spent a little over an hour out on The Deck finishin’ up my Mugs-O-Joe. Well, the mornin’ just drug on. Lunch time came & went by quickly. I decided I was goin’ to go get in the lake. I needed to gas up the Pontoon Boat & piddle around down on the pier anyway. So I went & dug out my “Ole Speedo”, slipped it on, checked myself out in the mirror, yep, lookin’ good! I gathered up three of my 6-gal gas tanks from the basement, loaded’em on the Pickup Truck, grabbed my rod with “Ole Chrome & Blue” tied on & down the driveway I went. I gathered up all five of our water floats, got in the water with’em and washed’em down good. Re-stacked four of’em & I took the other one out in the slough to just bask amongst the light breeze & ripples on the water. Layin ‘ out there lookin’ up I saw a couple of Osprey circlin’ over head lookin’ for a meal. After about an hour I got out of the water secured all the floats & put the 18 gals of gas in the Pontoon. I dug out a couple of hammocks from the storage locker on the pier & hung’em as well. I got out the Catfish food and fed the fish around the pier. Looked like Piranha boilin’ the water! The hammocks were swayin’ in the breeze & one of’em caught my attention. Thirty minutes later I woke up & realized I needed to head back up to the house. I gathered up the empty gas cans & the unused rod & backed the truck back up the hill. Yep, Lake Life! What a nice way to spend an afternoon…”Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>

…”Now, what to do with the rest of my day”…

20160928_080352_1475069248953_resized{{{{{ Yaaawn }}}}} & Streachin’! It was 5:00am…Gonna sleep in. Nope, it didn’t happen, 5:15am & I’m risin’. I get up slowly & entertain myself with all of the “Snap, Crackle, & Pop” sounds comin’ from my joints (I said my JOINTS!) I slowly head to do my personal business then on to Joe Station & get that ole trusty Pot to makin’ that “Magic Elixir” to kick my mornin’ off. Stepped out on the Deck & could tell it was goin’ to be another beautiful day. Checked-in on the World News & The Web. Not too much real excitin’ either place. I decided to head down to the water just to see what was happenin’ I grabbed a rod & reel with a “Lunker Lure” on it. As I eased down the driveway to the water the dogs next door sort of half way barked as they realized who I was. Hum-m-m I could tell there was no breeze as My/The Flag was hangin’ limp on the pole. A pair of Mallards scurried of the pier, for the water, as I got to close for their comfort. Quackin’ somethin’ awful. Wish I could’ve understood’em. Ole “Pete” our resident Blue Heron also let it be known I was interruptin’ his mornin’ fishin’ as he too squawked off.  Out my peripheral vision (that phrase surprised some of ya didn’t it!) I noticed a slight swirl on the surface off to my right about 25 to 30 feet off of the seawall. I quickly cocked, cast, & about 3 cranks of the handle and there {{{ SPLASH }}} he was…waited to feel the pressure, as the rod tip loaded up, & I set the hook! I called out “Hold’em Hook”! Me & Mr Spot played around for a few minutes, him tryin’ to throw that “Lunker Lure” & me enjoyin’ every moment of it. I finally got’em in, admired him for a moment, & released him to fight another day. I do so love catch Spotted Bass. One Cast & One Fish! It don’t get no better than that folks, so, I turned  around & head for the house & the Pot-O-Joe callin’ my name. Later on I checked in with my Bride, down at the Beach, all was well with her. After my second Mug-O-Joe I decided to go straddle that Ole H-D down in the basement & go put the wind in my face for a while before it got Too HOT to really enjoy it. 75miles later I’m back here at the house puttin’ the Ole H-D back in it’s stall there next to the “Ranger”. I look at some hooks layin’ on the deck of it & I think they were rustin’ from lack of use. I need to get it out & blow the dust off of it soon. Lunch was served, by me to me. Yep, left over Pot Roast & Veggies. It has been a busy mornin”. Now, what to do with the rest of my day… I’ll figure somethin’ out I sure…”Hold’em Hook”!…..BG>