Tuesday, April 07, 2015

Gun goes off in church, raising possibility of such shootings in Kansas with new liberal concealed weapons law

Easter is in the rear view for a lot of people, however, one man will remember the occasion quite well because he will likely always carry the scar. That’s because his loaded handgun accidentally went off in his hip

As neat as being prescient might appear, I did say the first incident would bring the wolves back howling. I remember trying to walk as a baby; I’m sure I got it right the first attempt, yes?

Today was  local elections. We only had three things to vote on: Mayor, unopposed; Two board members; one a new man in the village; the other two are incumbents.

Not many folks in town and of the eligible, not many want to serve. ‘Course,  there aren’t all that many in the village at all.

South fence is fixed.

Damn, that feels good to say.

Renters Mom has her garden planted already. That lady wields a mean hoe and her rows are straight. Farmers kid, I think. She;s seventy-seven years old. She told her son when he tried talking her out of her garden that there was no way she’d quit. That he’d probably find her tits down and dead out there as anywhere else.

The lady allowed him to talk her out of her four acres of lawn mowing, but he fails to realize she has cause to live with the work expectation, none with the way he is trying to order her life since her husband died.

Busy body young folk.

We’ll see, I suppose, if the single candidate mayor re-appoints the fellow we voted out of office and then the mayor appointed to the council. Wish the elected folks would hitchup their pants and tell the mayor, enough is enough.


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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