Monday, December 30, 2013

My days as a football gluten are fast winding down. The college bowl games are rapidly declining, the pro ballers are into the playoffs and I eye the break between the playoffs and the Super Bowl with thoughts of NASCAR beginning.

I’m a violent critter.

It does bother me that it is being reported young people are being forbidden to play football by their parent, though I can understand the restriction. Some one has to replace the pipeline load some how for the game to survive.

The predictions are that football will go the way of boxing. But boxing was replaced by mixed martial arts. I’m not sure that I’d rather be kicked in the head, punched in the face with a knuckle, or have my head repeatedly  bounced off a hardwood floor.

But no one said humans are rational critters, did they.

Housekeeper gets a zero for the Christmas candy. I liked them so much I went on-line and tried to find some more.

I found that they are a seasonal candy.

That earned her a zero. Not nice of her to do that, even if I suspect she bought them on clearance sale. I did order some more, however, from the next seasonal output – Valentines candies.


I wouldn’t dare try to return the favor by giving Housekeeper some of those and hope she became addicted. I like her hubby and wouldn’t want him mad at me.

I ordered two boxes of the Valentines stuff, however. If one box lasts as long as the Christmas candy I’ll be needing more than one to make it through January.


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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