…”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>

…”I didn’t use A Draft”…

Just Chillin'I have been questioned several times why I write/type, as I do? Meanin’ “Why don’t you use Paragraphs”? Plain & Simple “I’m not good at it”!  When an topic/subject comes into my head I don’t see Paragraphs. I don’t THINK in Paragraphs! Do you? Hell maybe there’s somethin’ wrong with the way I think, I don’t know. I understand many/most writers plan “A Draft”! They think of & decide on a subject/topic. They they start thinkin’ out their paragraphs in the form of “A Draft”. Some are so borin’, to me (as I’m sure mine are to others), the way they flow. Some seem to go “Step by step (#1, #2, #3, and so on) in a format. Some seem to ramble yet, are able to, tie them all together well. As for me, my mind just wanders unrestrained. Once I turn it loose, hell, there’s NO TELLIN’ where it might go. I type/write my thoughts as they play out in my minds eye. Maybe if I had been a better student in my “English Classes”, through out my educational years, I would be more like others. But I’m NOT! I’m me. I have always enjoyed writin’ in my form. My problem was my form wasn’t bein’ taught. My concept didn’t conform. Then I had to “Diagram” my work in class. Right! It was said, a time or two, “You have very good content but you don’t have A Draft & you didn’t Diagram your work”. I just couldn’t grasp that concept. That always seemed to get me either a “D” or an “F” in English. Did I fail English? Oh hell yeah, several times. I’m probably the only student on record at Jefferson State Jr. College that failed English #095 ( Remedial English) TWICE!!. Guess that tells ya where my College Career ended. Oh well. I just hope you enjoy my content & don’t get confused by my lack of structure, I didn’t use “A Draft”…”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>

…”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>