Friday, December 12, 2014

And I thank one and all for the weeks break from the blog. The being tied to it day after day was becoming a drag; although it was not necessarily that in its entirety that caused the break, it was welcome.

My brother seems to have developed a growth on his liver. Biopsy pending. Visit was required. It is snowy in the Detroit area.

Wichita man gets 170 months for possession of child porn. 780 odd sexually explicit pictures.

One may remember that well uncovered in the central intersection of the village. It is still open, pending the council figuring out what to do with it. It now houses a Christmas tree, but the well is still open. I’ve wondered how the council will react if a child or an animal fall into that stupid well. It might be noted it is not lit, not guarded, is not fenced off; just in the middle of the intersection, with sixty feet of water in it.

I’ve found a contractor to fix the stair well where the lath and plaster fell down. Poor old house. We went around the property this morning and I pointed out the various things that bug me. He’s promised to get back with me Tuesday with estimates for the various jobs. I also found out that he is a misplaced FL native that married a Kansas girl. They lived in FL and that we’d met some 18 years ago. I’d forgotten. He hadn’t. I did some timber work on his father-in-laws place many years ago, the father has since died.

I liked the father-in-law. He worked at NASA before returning to Kansas and had retired from there when I met him. We had some interesting conversations (which some I even understood).


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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