Saturday, April 20, 2013

Today, I suppose, I must give a nod to something I am not. That is to recognize the pot heads national holiday, 4/20. Without a doubt the heads have won the War On Drugs. Talk about foreign aid all you like, the pot heads have created an international business with dividends far exceeding most nations.

Creative genius at its best. It is to bad, however, so much of the cash flow is from the American  tax payers pockets.

The Boston event reaches far. Not necessarily a neat thing at all.

Boston Ripple Reaches Kansas

By Jim Pedley | Managing Editor
RacinToday.com

KANSAS CITY, Kan. – Racing was topic No. 1 at Kansas Speedway Friday as practice for Saturday’s Camping World Truck Series and Sunday’s Sprint Cup Series races got under way, but events a half-continent away were topic No. 1A.

Talk about events surrounding the Boston Marathon terrorist attack filled the garages and infield at Kansas. Especially around the spaces occupied by Hendrick Motorsports as the Boston tragedy hit home for the team.

Hendrick officials announced at Kansas that the security officer at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology who was shot and killed by the suspects in the bombing near the finish line of the marathon was the brother of a Hendrick employee.

http://www.racintoday.com/archives/40500

Which reminds me. I hate people that smack their lips while talking to me on the telephone. Hate ‘em.. (The seg may not be obvious. NASCAR makes noise, noise means ear protection . . . well, I did get a phone call where the guy smacked his lips eating supper and talked to me on the speaker phone.)(I did wonder who was there with him he was trying to impress with indifference).

Small village people. Um.

Evidently Renters Son is a lot smarter than it appears. I stopped by his place to ask his wife to inform him the mower I was giving him was fixed and ready for work. The wife had evidently been told little and I walked straight into the void. Gar.

That as it maybe, I eventually ignored her twisting of things and changes to her thinking and simply indicated if she had ideas take them out on her husband, we’d had our agreement.

The insight into their relationship reminded me of an ex-wife’s dearest friend. The ex-wife thought the woman having her husband do this, do that, and never buy any equipment beyond hand tools for him to use was a wonderful thing.

I asked the ex-wife one time, who these people were and she told me that “Oh, the husband was dead, and the lady was living in a sunshine state.”

“Well. How long ago had the husband died” and the ex-wife said eight years.

I then asked at what age had he died, and the Ex told me he’d died at 57.

I thought that one over a bit and bought the log splitter anyway.

The Ex wasn’t happy.

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From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

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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