Friday, February 14, 2014

You’ll excuse me, I’m sure, if I go missing for the day.

I gave the dog a large piece of steak as a present for the day. Most seem to advise no chocolate for dogs, so I  settled for a T-Bone.

It appeared to impress him, but he didn’t eat the salad.

Equally impressive was the inventiveness of the youth:

Reuters reports that the boy, who lives in a town roughly 65 miles north of Oslo, Norway, woke up early one morning, packed his 18-month-old sister into the family car and drove toward their grandparents’ house several towns over, local police said.

A spokesperson for the police department said, “The parents woke up and discovered that the children were missing and that someone had taken off with their car. They were pretty upset, as you can imagine.”

The boy drove more than six miles before he veered off the road and crashed. A snowplow driver found the car a short time later, at which time police say the boy told the driver that he was a dwarf and that he had forgotten his driver’s license at home.’

‘There;s been a couple of times I wish I could think that fast.

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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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