Tuesday, November 18, 2014

MNF was a fairly good game. I enjoyed that.

The deputy has a sentencing 1/28/15 at 0900 hours.

The local Co-Op bought out their competition, some fifteen miles away. The manager at the purchased business will remain as manager of both, while the current manager of the local will remain as the assistant manager of both.

Now. If you aren’t a country boy or girl, what that means is, the BOG of the local business saw an opportunity to expand the business, but didn’t necessarily trust the current local manager. The reason isn’t because the fellow can not perform the work (quite like a more experienced man might), but because the lad is still in his twenties.

The manager of the purchased business, while experienced, did run a failing business which was bought out, but  if he was replaced it would stress the BOG finding a suitable person and the guy would be out of a job, anyhow.

Looking at it, you’ll understand that it is close to win-win, no matter the younger man’s personal feelings, thinking he’s capable – which no one has ever denied. Usually, when the subject comes up, the  person talked with just shakes their head and says: “He’s awful young.”

Man in a black coat and sunglasses, driving a black SUV, dropped by yesterday, asking for an drug dealing ex-con whose son died of an over dose some time back. I sent the un-identified man to the post office for an address check. It wasn’t like the address wasn’t known, but I’ve, in spite of being an ex-officer, developed an aversions to strangers that refuse to identify themselves in open conversation.

Besides, with forty feet of fresh snow between us, and a right chilly winds, what’s the point standing on the porch shouting across the yard.

The recent elections: A great thing happened – other than the Senatorial races doing as it did; the Courts of Review were filled with all Republicans. That’s a wonder. One or two happened through write in votes. Pleasant surprise for me. A shock for some, I’m sure. But a good thing.


From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

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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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