…”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>

…”My mug was empty”…

Blue Heron

The early mornin’ temps, out on the Deck this mornin’, were in the mid 70’s as I sat sippin’ my “Mug-O-Joe”. No breeze at all, so my remote control {{{ click – click }}} to the ceiling fan, changed that. As I sat there enjoyin’ my breakfast of a banana, a cup of dry Honey Nut Cheerios, & my mornin’ “Joe” there was quite a ruckus goin’ on down at the water. “Ole Pete”, our resident Blue Heron, was tryin’ to enjoy a calm mornin’ of fishin’ for his breakfast of Shad. Then suddenly there appeared another Blue Heron  who decided to try & run “Ole Pete” off of his spot at the boat launch. The culprit, I believe, was who we recognize as “Re-Pete”, quickly learned that he wasn’t near as bad as he thought he was. The squawkin’ got to be rather loud as the two exchanged insults, in Heron talk. Then the body posturin’ began & the flappin’ of wings almost seemed dangerous. It really didn’t last too long but, in the moment, it seemed to last quite a while. “Ole Pete” ended it by runnin’ “Re-Pete” off squawkin’, at the top of his lungs, or so it appeared. Just wish I could’ve understood Heron talk. Things finally settled down, “Ole Pete” went back to his spot on the boat launch & continued catchin’ & enjoyin’ his breakfast of fresh shad. As for me, well, it was time for a refill of “Joe”. My mug was empty. Hope y’all enjoyed the start of your day as much as I did…”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>  

…”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>

…”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>

…”Ok, I’ve drug this out too long”…

22218_989848007712282_8481197791787430355_nSittin’ out on The Deck this mornin’ my mind, as usual, goes to wanderin’. And as it takes off, on it’s own like that, well, I just have to let it go. All I can do is sit here, sip my Mug-O-Joe, & see where takes me. Oddly, this mornin’, Visions of Movies pass thru my head, titles & scenes. All kinds. Oscar Winners, BIG Money Winners! As well as the biggest FLOPS ever filmed. I mean BIG MONEY Losers! Love Stories, War Movies, Comedies, Documentaries, (& I think) Educational (I usually missed those), & even PBS. True Stories, Historical, Children’s, Adult, & Fiction! Now, let your mind wander, for just a second, now pick one! I imagine many of you are sittin’ there with that DUH thought goin’ thru your head. Hell, maybe even two you’re Entitled (according to The Liberals). Now, they all use Artistic Freedoms, to stretch both Fact & Fiction, & they all have Play Like People (call themselves Actors/Actresses), like you did when you were young, in them to play like they are someone they aren’t. There are both Fast & Slow Beginnin’ as well as the same thing for the Endin’s. Yes all, somewhat, have Story Lines too. But they all have something ELSE in common, some times TWO things but not always. Any of you have a clue yet? No? I’m surprised? Don’t you pay attention? They either get your attention to what is ABOUT to happen or help explain to you what JUST happened. Ok, I’ve drug this out too long. “The Prelude and/or The Postlude”! Now think about THIS! Which one will best describe YOUR Life (as it did in the movie YOU just thought about) & what would it say?…”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>