Sunday, September 07, 2014

Alright, so this is the first day I could read the local newspaper in some time. So what?

Matters of note: The local mounties arrested two Wichitans for growing pot here in the county. They also collected almost eighteen hundred plants. The area of the site has been a subject of interest for many months. The perps are Mexican. The pot plants valued at more than a quarter million.

Must have been healthy plants.

Then, jumping forward a bit. Over the Labor Day weekend bunches of folks filled the jail cells with drunks, smoking cigarettes and illegal possession of alcohol. The though of the underaged drinkers being in the same cell block as the pot growers kinda tickled me, just a little. I had daydreams of what their conversation would be like.

The county seat has had a Sonic Drive-In for any number of years. Recently the franchise headquarters wanted the franchise holder to up grade a number of items and the owner refuse, as she says, the facilities were adequate to the clientele, which as one, I could agree with.

The franchise, however, disagreed and bought a lot in city center and is presently constructing their own, new, with all the current public demanded geegaws. In short, taking away the old Sonic franchise and creating their new.

Lastly; did you know Football season, really, disregarding Thursday nights, begins today.

Happy Days are here again; Happy Days are here, again.

All that talk of mayhem and concussions, blood on fresh whit pants, talk of slobber knockers of hits are again in vogue.

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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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