Sunday, November 27, 2011

Watching football.

Finally seeing a game worth calling a contest – the BUF/JETS game on CBS. Most of the games have been so darn lope sided after the first quarter it’s disappointing.


An early morning musical chairs type of thing with the near neighbors neighbor. I only have three out buildings, but they are enough the kid could hide behind one side while I went the other. The last I saw of him in the dark was his back disappearing into the tall grasses across the road.

I caught him just as he was turning loose of the door he’d opened in back and the dog hit the inner door pretty hard. The kid booked,  and I’ve never been the fastest runner around.

Definitely a strip of meat I’d like to marinate. Before one says: “Call the police.” remember, I have before. The item is “proof”. Knowing one thing, being without physical evidence is another.

I have ordered two new cameras. Both will be without visible light flash. Thanks to the Year in Hoo Wood for the model number he published. I’ve looked at a lot of American stuff in the past year and hadn’t really a clue as to what was really available.

The game cameras that operated on the visible spectrum and the infra red were all too apparent when one was looking or knew a camera was around. The new ones will be different.

There are some other out there I’d recently discovered, but the generation numbers to satisfy my needs were too high in price for an overall consideration.

At least at this time.


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Played some Seven Card Stud for a while. First time in months and months. Rather fun. Played someone that fell for my Helpless in Poker act twice, which was enough to trap them into a couple of serious mistakes.

I left before they did – it was almost too easy. Which is what they say when I’m the mark. Which is often.


From the reaches,

Ten Mile

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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