AH THERE'S THE RUB..

Not so long ago I wrote here that I might start a new blog or go back to the family blog or stay here and put entries of that type here.. I decided that I don't feel good putting any personal type of entries here..  So I started yet another blog with my alternate Google email site..  Strange to do that but I didn't feel like trying to make this site evolve back yet again.. And while I thought going back to the family site would be a good idea, I thought I might be viewed as crowding in so I went with the easiest way and that was start a new site.. I'll link it to here after a few more entries.. I wanted to do stories and all the cool stuff I was doing on my private Myspace, only I want people to see it and with Blogger people will see it.. Maybe that is a good thing, maybe not..  

Building the blog was fun, and while building it, I saw that I could truly customize my page to look exactly the way I wanted so I did the same thing here and so now every site I belong to has either the "highway" picture or the "fire hydrant" that I made a few years ago..  I didn't want it to be like this site so I took a little while to build it and forgot how somewhat frustrating it can be.. Customizing the page makes it your own I think, makes it stand out.. Here I set certain parts of it to another language and liked it that way so much I left it alone.. It's German I think, or Italiano.. Whichever is good for me, makes the insanity bearable..

So yesterday's entry, what does the subject mean?? Well I couldn't think of a subject to write in there and went away to reset the water and when I came back I was still drawing a blank and so I started to type something in the box there and when it stopped typing I sorted out some letters and decided while most half the words are fake that it was good to go so, I pushed enter with the idea that I might change the subject name later.. Strange how sometimes the subject, being the first thing to fill out, gets named first and sometimes the subject gets named last and most of the time it is the last thing I have no clue what to put in there..  Post:  I don't know Thursday??  But to day isn't Thursday, why name it that??  Why name it something that makes no sense?? 

I listened to the scanner before I got up this morning and there was a fire call (imagine that) and the lady was giving directions on how to find the fire and she then just said it was north of the last fire from last week..  Enough said I guess... Follow your nose..

 The fires in Colorado, I was halfway joking about some of that.. But I think everyone who has ever been in the mountains of Colorado knows that seeing all those cool houses alongside the mountains had to have the thought somewhere in the back of their minds "those are really nice but what if there was a ..  fire or something like that..  Just sayin' your god might shit lightning and pinnnk there you have a flame"..  Or  cricket might rub it's legs together and start some fun..  How dry is it??  At noon today another fire call and they started calling out for mutual assurance..  The countryside is just a tinder box, and oh by the way fireworks are being sold now..    I was sitting outside last night and heard a bunch of fire crackers popping a few blocks away and all I could think of was that guy from my youth that was fire cracker CRAZY!!   I won't name him by name but his initials are MF....  What a time this was for him.. The stories I could tell... Maybe on another entry somewhere else...  (wink  wink)...

BH

MY THAND CHIS WICK

As I left a meeting at a local hotel, I desperately gave myself a personal TSA pat down.  I was looking for my car keys. They were not in my pockets.
A quick search in the meeting room revealed nothing.  Suddenly I realized I must have left them in the car. Frantically, I headed for the parking lot.
My wife has scolded me many times for leaving the keys in the ignition but my theory is the ignition is the best place not to lose them.  Her theory is that the car will be stolen. As I burst through the door, I came to a terrifying conclusion.
Her theory was right. The parking lot was empty.
I immediately called the police. I gave them my location, confessed that I had left my keys in the car, and that it had been stolen.
Then I made the most difficult call of all, (after waiting some time to compose myself).  “Honey,” I stammered; I always call her “honey” in times like these.  “I left my keys in the car, and it has been stolen.”
There was a period of silence. I thought the call had been dropped, but then I heard her voice.  “Idiot,” she barked, “I dropped you off!”
Now it was my time to be silent. Embarrassed, I said, “Well, come and get me.”
She retorted, “I will, as soon as I convince this policeman I have not stolen your car.”
Yep it’s the golden years.

 Found a site that had these pictures of some pretty far out motor skooters...  Cycles as it were..

I have been trying to make some of the pictures larger so the smaller print is readable but the pictures are starting to be run together on some or most of my entries now (not by my doing, if you thought it was) and so here is how you see these larger without me doing it for you, just click the picture, and it will become bigger, or should.. That's how it works for me anyway..

How about all them wild fires out there??  The scary thing is they can happen anywhere because it is so hot and dry.. I said this would be a long assed hot assed miserable (assed?) summer and so here we are, harvest is half or nearly half over and June isn't even done yet.. So with harvest being over before the forth of July does this mean football season will start early too??   Did the groundhog see his shadow??  Is it really the end of the world this December??   Can we end the world now so we don't have to put up with three more months of 90+ degrees weather??

We went out to check harvest with the boo Saturday evening and just outside of town there was a combine cutting away and the wind was blowing so hard that it made it look like the combine was rocket propelled with the chaff blowing out it's ass end.. Wish I could have gotten video of that.. I could tell the combine was moving fairly fast, usually they move at maybe two miles an hour at top speed in a field like that.. The wheat must have been very thin there.  Pretty sad, but I think people might be surprised at the harvest this year, might be better than they thought with it being three weeks early.. Saw some dry land corn.. There is the definition of sad..  Very short stalks, very poor showing for this year..

BH