Steve
Haven't seen any thing new for a few days.
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Got Shot
I have allergies. They are a problem. Allergies prevent enjoying the special time known as spring. I love spring even with allergies.
I love getting the kayaks out for the first time. I love going for long leisurly walks in warming weather. I love the smell of earth as I prepare a garden. I love watching the transformation of trees from skeletins to fluffy orbs. Spring is great, even with the negative part of pollen.
I used to get shots for my allergies, but decided to get off the shots a few years ago. Gradually, my allergies worsened util last year when they were intollerable. I went back to my allergist and am now working my way back up to the maintenance dosage that I will need to combat allergies in the coming years. Whenever you go in for a shot, you have to wait in the waiting room for one half hour after the shot. This is because there is a slight chance that you may have a reaction and go into anaphalactic shock (spelling?).
Oops, I just now posted this blog before I was done with it.
While I wait, I use my laptop to come to this site and write to you. My time is up and I am off to other things. See ya later!
Kayak Bandit
I love getting the kayaks out for the first time. I love going for long leisurly walks in warming weather. I love the smell of earth as I prepare a garden. I love watching the transformation of trees from skeletins to fluffy orbs. Spring is great, even with the negative part of pollen.
I used to get shots for my allergies, but decided to get off the shots a few years ago. Gradually, my allergies worsened util last year when they were intollerable. I went back to my allergist and am now working my way back up to the maintenance dosage that I will need to combat allergies in the coming years. Whenever you go in for a shot, you have to wait in the waiting room for one half hour after the shot. This is because there is a slight chance that you may have a reaction and go into anaphalactic shock (spelling?).
Oops, I just now posted this blog before I was done with it.
While I wait, I use my laptop to come to this site and write to you. My time is up and I am off to other things. See ya later!
Kayak Bandit
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Grocery Shopping
A new supermarket opened near my house.
It has an automatic water mister to keep the produce fresh.
Just before it goes on, you hear the sound of distant thunder and the smell of fresh rain.
When you pass the milk cases, you hear cows mooing
And you experience the scent of fresh mown hay.
In the meat department there is the aroma of charcoal grilled steaks with onions.
When you approach the egg case, you hear hens cluck and cackle,
And the air is filled with the pleasing aroma of Bacon and eggs frying.
The bread department features the tantalizing smell of fresh baked bread & cookies.
I don't buy toilet paper there any more.
It has an automatic water mister to keep the produce fresh.
Just before it goes on, you hear the sound of distant thunder and the smell of fresh rain.
When you pass the milk cases, you hear cows mooing
And you experience the scent of fresh mown hay.
In the meat department there is the aroma of charcoal grilled steaks with onions.
When you approach the egg case, you hear hens cluck and cackle,
And the air is filled with the pleasing aroma of Bacon and eggs frying.
The bread department features the tantalizing smell of fresh baked bread & cookies.
I don't buy toilet paper there any more.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
To Fish or Not To Fish
Saturday morning, my friend, Sam, got up early, dressed quietly, made a lunch, called his dog, slipped quietly into the garage to hook the boat up to the truck, and proceeded to back out into a torrential downpour.
The wind was blowing 50 mph. Sam pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather would be bad throughout the whole day.
Sam went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed. There he cuddled up to his wife's back, now with a different anticipation, and whispered, 'The weather out there is terrible.'
His loving wife of 20 yrs replied, 'Can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that terrible weather?'
I still don't know to this day if she was joking, but my friend has stopped fishing.
Kayak Bandit
The wind was blowing 50 mph. Sam pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather would be bad throughout the whole day.
Sam went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed. There he cuddled up to his wife's back, now with a different anticipation, and whispered, 'The weather out there is terrible.'
His loving wife of 20 yrs replied, 'Can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that terrible weather?'
I still don't know to this day if she was joking, but my friend has stopped fishing.
Kayak Bandit
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Another Mouse
Last night, about one in the morning, Bandit woke me. He was making a fuss. He usually can go all night before needing to go outside. I cannot go all night without visiting the bathroom, so I got up and let him outside. He was happy to go outside. While he was checking out the back yard, I did my business in the bathroom.
My cat, Allie, eats her cat food on the back of the toilet tank. She was up there munching and crunching away. Shortly after sitting myself down, Allie jumps down and immediately jumps into the bathtub. I never noticed her go into the bathtub before.
It became instantly apparent why she jumped into the bathtub. There was a mouse in the tub. Sure enough. I assume the mouse climbed the cloth, outer shower curtain and into the tub, but could not get back out because the inner shower curtain was plastic and the mouse could not get enough traction to climb back up.
Well, Allie would go up to the mouse and the mouse would run for his life. When the mouse had no other option, he would just sit there in desperation. Allie would sit near the mouse and bat the mouse with her paw. The mouse would take off again, only to get tired and have to sit for the cat to again torment him. After a little while, the cat just laid down. The mouse sat in terror for a little bit and then ran to the cat and dove under the back end of Allie. Allie tried scratching it out while laying down, without success. Eventually Allie would get up and start a new cycle of terrorism.
I could not take it any more. I put the mouse out of it's misery and flushed it down the toilet. Allie jumped out of the tub as though it was just another day at the office. Nothing can be as nonchalant as a cat!
My cat, Allie, eats her cat food on the back of the toilet tank. She was up there munching and crunching away. Shortly after sitting myself down, Allie jumps down and immediately jumps into the bathtub. I never noticed her go into the bathtub before.
It became instantly apparent why she jumped into the bathtub. There was a mouse in the tub. Sure enough. I assume the mouse climbed the cloth, outer shower curtain and into the tub, but could not get back out because the inner shower curtain was plastic and the mouse could not get enough traction to climb back up.
Well, Allie would go up to the mouse and the mouse would run for his life. When the mouse had no other option, he would just sit there in desperation. Allie would sit near the mouse and bat the mouse with her paw. The mouse would take off again, only to get tired and have to sit for the cat to again torment him. After a little while, the cat just laid down. The mouse sat in terror for a little bit and then ran to the cat and dove under the back end of Allie. Allie tried scratching it out while laying down, without success. Eventually Allie would get up and start a new cycle of terrorism.
I could not take it any more. I put the mouse out of it's misery and flushed it down the toilet. Allie jumped out of the tub as though it was just another day at the office. Nothing can be as nonchalant as a cat!
Monday, November 10, 2008
Post Election
As for me, I am relieved that the election is over. Now we can spend a lot of time listening to news about how poorly run the McCain campaign was managed. Let's face reality. My president, Barac Obama, organized and ran an amazing campaign.
There were factors that neither camp had any control over:
1) McCain is old.
2) Barac Obama is bi-racial.
3) Biden talks before he thinks.
4) Our economy was headed for a melt down for many years because of risky loans.
5) When things are tough, the public only blames the President's political party.
6) Palin is real.
7) McCain has principals that he refused to compromise.
8) Bi-racial in this case was perceived as black.
9) Obama is a great orator.
10) Young voters are influenced more by hyperbola than by contemplation.
I admit that even though these things were beyond their control, the campaigns could, and in some cases, exploited these phenomena to their advantage.
Now, how do we move forward? Let's all agree to get behind our new president. Let's pray for his success. Let's, constructively, suggest the ideas that will give him success. The only way that our country can be successful, is for our leadership to consolidate us behind a plan that can succeed. My role is to work as a team member of the greatest team ever formed. That team is the United States of America.
GO TEAM!
There were factors that neither camp had any control over:
1) McCain is old.
2) Barac Obama is bi-racial.
3) Biden talks before he thinks.
4) Our economy was headed for a melt down for many years because of risky loans.
5) When things are tough, the public only blames the President's political party.
6) Palin is real.
7) McCain has principals that he refused to compromise.
8) Bi-racial in this case was perceived as black.
9) Obama is a great orator.
10) Young voters are influenced more by hyperbola than by contemplation.
I admit that even though these things were beyond their control, the campaigns could, and in some cases, exploited these phenomena to their advantage.
Now, how do we move forward? Let's all agree to get behind our new president. Let's pray for his success. Let's, constructively, suggest the ideas that will give him success. The only way that our country can be successful, is for our leadership to consolidate us behind a plan that can succeed. My role is to work as a team member of the greatest team ever formed. That team is the United States of America.
GO TEAM!
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Halloween
I have to say, that Halloween and Trick or Treat is getting better. Some will say that it is dieing out. Well, last night, I completely forgot about Halloween until my neighbor came over. Barb, you know this neighbor. He is the one that has epilepsy, caused by a high fever when he was a child. He is now about twenty-six.
Yep, Dave rung my doorbell even though the porch light was not on. Dave got into his sasquatch costume specifically to come to my house and show me. Dave does not have many friends because of his learning disability. But we are friends because of his learning ability. You see, Dave and I became friends when I had a rather new Dodge Truck that impressed him. Dave and I would wave to each other as he passed by, with Dave always pulling a wagon. If I were out near the sidewalk, Dave would ask how many miles on my Dodge. I would go and read the odometer and he would almost instantly say how many exact miles I had driven since the last time he had asked.
One day, Dave pointed out that I had allowed my licence plate to expire on my fifth wheel. Sure enough, it was expired. Since then, Dave lets me know well in advance when one of my vehicles is about to expire. Last night, he reminded me that my Jeep is due in two months.
By the way, Dave says hi to you Barb. He is certain that you want to know that he is okay. I told him you were headed to Branson today.
Well, back to Halloween. After Dave reminded me of Halloween, I turned on my light. Right away the grandkids of my neighbors, Joe and Terry, came over. I like how the parents come up within view of the house to keep their younsters safe. This year, every trickster that came to my home was a small tike and their parent was with them. Most even had both parents.
Happy Halloween
Kayak Bandit
Yep, Dave rung my doorbell even though the porch light was not on. Dave got into his sasquatch costume specifically to come to my house and show me. Dave does not have many friends because of his learning disability. But we are friends because of his learning ability. You see, Dave and I became friends when I had a rather new Dodge Truck that impressed him. Dave and I would wave to each other as he passed by, with Dave always pulling a wagon. If I were out near the sidewalk, Dave would ask how many miles on my Dodge. I would go and read the odometer and he would almost instantly say how many exact miles I had driven since the last time he had asked.
One day, Dave pointed out that I had allowed my licence plate to expire on my fifth wheel. Sure enough, it was expired. Since then, Dave lets me know well in advance when one of my vehicles is about to expire. Last night, he reminded me that my Jeep is due in two months.
By the way, Dave says hi to you Barb. He is certain that you want to know that he is okay. I told him you were headed to Branson today.
Well, back to Halloween. After Dave reminded me of Halloween, I turned on my light. Right away the grandkids of my neighbors, Joe and Terry, came over. I like how the parents come up within view of the house to keep their younsters safe. This year, every trickster that came to my home was a small tike and their parent was with them. Most even had both parents.
Happy Halloween
Kayak Bandit
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