Friday, September 12, 2014

Police: Zimmerman accused of threatening driver

Not being a Doctor of any type, I still believe there should be a disease called the O.J. Simpson syndrome. Guys that just beg to be jailed.

The Redskins are perfectly positioned to lose every game this season. Yea.

NASCAR is about over. The weekend looks to be a rained out mess. If the next ten races are rained out who wins the title?

It’s cold and wet here. As most everywhere.

And I have the grumps.

Oh, and dra-mama  gave a war speech this week and the next day the Sec of State walked it back. Which is ideally, what dra-mama has been doing forever. One must remember he has voted anyway but present.

Which is a lie. He’s usually out golfing. Or spreading pabulum with his wife at some school. I suppose childish minds are about the only thing he can sway now the rest has been exposed to the thinking public.

I wonder if he’s still giving out free telephnes.

Since my pet spider has laid eggs it has adopted an aggressive posture. I think it about time to   rid the hot water heater of the critter. It’s about two inches front to rear now. Plenty large for me to smear across the new paint in the mud room.

Watched part of the Ravens game Thursday evening. Caught the rest on NFL reruns today. Knowing the Ravens won while watching didn’t spoil the watching.

I suppose I haven’t lost all my enthusiasm. for life.


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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