Wednesday, October 30, 2013

I’d forgotten that today was Housekeepers day at the acres.

Dog warned me when she showed up. He usually does,but this time I was especially happy he did so.

We’ve had a series of thunderstorms in the neighborhood last evening and continuing into today. Those storms were strong enough to remove about eighty percent of the walnuts and an equal amount of the leaves from the trees around the house..

By the early warning, as Housekeeper drove in, I was able to meet her and warn her about the traitorous footing coming into the house. It didn’t do much good. She still managed to turn her ankle.

Not seriously.

I had a series of stories I was going to  post, but I’d forgotten it was Halloween and then published one of them (it was fiction, really. Remember that.)

I got to wondering, if I’d already done my Halloween thing, what was I going to do. I looked about for inspiration and realized there are other activities other than my active mind in the world.So, forthwith, as follows, this from the Wichita Eagle Beacon – with a caveat.

Windwagon Smith is a generic name for the Grand Marshal of the annual River Festival in Wichita. He occupies the position for a year as peter the greeter and welcommer of all things touristy and happenings of the city.

Local celebs take thrift store Halloween costume challenge

Not often does the public get to see the first lady of Wichita State basketball drip, drip, dripping blood from her rotted out teeth.

It’s also rare to catch Admiral Windwagon Smith looking like an undead SpongeBob SquarePants – or the dignified publisher of The Wichita Eagle tangled up in a funnel of tulle and dismembered shark bits – the star of her very own “Sharknado.”

This year – just for fun – the Wichita Eagle decided to sponsor a local celebrity costume contest. We offered several well-known Wichitans $30 to spend in local thrift stores and asked them to put together costumes consisting mostly of the inexpensive items they scrounged up.

Some had the common sense to say “no” to our offer.

Read more here:

Click through for a series of pictures of what they did with thirty dollars at the local thrift store.


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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