I’ve always thought saying “I told you so.” was a bad habit. If only from the perspective of paybacks are hell.
But . . .
Some few days ago I made a remark in these pages that Wichita was grass tolerant, or words to that effect.
And now . . .
The Kansas Attorney … Third, he notes that local rules would conflict with state law – stating the city has no legal authority to adopt the ordinance. In a letter to the city attorney, Schmidt says those who petitioned the
Ah, how times change.
Once upon a time ago I flew out of a small Wichita airport. The airport wasn’t in Wichita, but had many fledglings flying out of the field and hanging about. One in particular offered me head if I bought him grass. Which was well beyond my particular morality, then and now.
Still . . .
Well I’m getting carried away. The point is these high flying folks would disappear for a day or so with an aircraft, reappearing with without notice and tell me tales of Bill and Hillary, and grass. And other stuff.
We even had a couple of WSU professors that flew out of the field and one of them had high desires. He wanted to find a place and cultivate Quaalude; and for long enough to realize enough to retire – from everything. And he’d throw up his hands and turn in a circle and walk off.
Weird folks. They did, however, teach me a side of life I’d never seen, really, and about stuff I’d never care to know – although, looking back and sifting the past beyond that environment into wealthy living, it was interesting. Especially considering how a couple of the more (cough) cultivated folks made their fortunes. During law practice.
Well. That’s past. Currently, I hope, I’ve let the local LE know that their fishing sting comments are Randyfied.
I hope that comment is simply taken at value and let go.
From the reaches,