Monday, March 24, 2014



Graffiti of another sort. This they call art, and is transitory. There are a number at the link.

And from France to America – WSU lost. That’s about enough of that. Except . . . I reviewed the email with my off-hand prediction. I thought second or third. Never mind. It’s sport and who knows what heart will get you.

Grats to the Shocker Team. I won’t say wait until next year because I know that this year, that game, was what counted. Grats again.

I had a bit of fun this weekend. Poker. Astronomical stakes – unlimited buy-in’s but they had to be rolled pennies. A roll of pennies got you fifty dollars worth of chips (No. You do the math). The pennies to go to charity of a village needy.

Actually that statement is not true. There wasn’t a poker game. I was thinking, after all the grump from me about the church always approaching with a can you g’me, can you see you’re way clear, I came up with that idea I might propose.

Although with the way the  economy is a roll of dimes would better serve the project. Now, to take it to the Pastor or not.

The problem, and there’s always a problem, was I started thinking about it looking at pictures of dra-mama’s wife taking another vacation (hidden as a state visit of some sort) to another place, which when her husband is out of office, she’ll likely never see again.

The cost of that trip made my roll of pennies look like what they really were – a candidate for dinosaurism.

Count the days until tax day.


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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2 Responses to Monday, March 24, 2014

  1. Pauly says:

    Close game. Still baffled that Wichita’s best scorer (Cleanthony Early) did not take the last shot.

  2. tenwhiskey says:

    Blocked out by a good defense from a hand-off. In fact the big guys were all covered. The last shot wasn’t bad, he should have taken it and did.

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