I’m afraid to read the archieves. I think I’ve been using December in lue of January. Oh, Boy.
Happy Birthday Brother. I know it was yesterday, but I was busy waiting for the BCS Bowl game and had little else on my mind.
And it is winter. One expects bad weather. And one expects snows and cold. It’s this stuff that bugs one:
If it is moisture, and God knows we need moisture, then snow, please.
Speaking of moisture. I drove twenty miles to a car wash without thinking yesterday. The wash was closed. Of course, the temps were 0 degrees to nine above. No reason for to close the wash.
Fool that I am for not thinking beyond the fact that my black parka was half black. Brown, dirty brown from the truck, on the front and black on the back. Yeah. I did have hay in my hair also.
By the way, it was a good football game.
The dra-mama mouth has had a rest. Now it begins to run again. I listened to his push to re-instate the un-employment checks. Those folks have had two years of free money to find something (which granted was not unreasonable) during the time the government was pulling its pecker.
Government is not the answer. Less government is. We do need some of it. But how much has been exceeded I do believe.
From the reaches,