Saturday, April 18, 2015

More rain this morning. I have about forty minutes of work to do in the Renters pasture and have been waiting two days to complete it. Frustrating.

Helped a neighbor repair his mower. He has a nice workshop, but few tools. We spent some time gathering a tap and die set. He had the option of buying just the handles and the tap and die of the size he needed for the job, and wanted the a whole set of the most used – truthfully, buying a complete set might have been overkill considering the amount of times a fellow would need a all the pieces in a tap and die set in a life time.

Still, he has one now. His mower blade retaining bolt backed out of the spindle and fell out eventually. Took a bad rub on the threads in the spindle. We spent some time finding a number eight bolt of the right length, but the project was done.

Finished another set of books. It was a chore, rather than a pleasure getting to the end of this set. I’ll not mention the author nor the set, though I’ll not forget either. It wasn’t the rainy weather either.

About two years ago an Oklahoma Tribe won a court judgment against Kansas and became the first tribe owning land in two states. The Tribe began building a casino on the new lands and the State wiggled it’s ears.

The State has taken the tribe to court again to halt any casino construction in the State. Kansas allows gambling only on approved reservation lands and keeps tight control of them. Now a Tribe with lands in the State and ownership of reservation in Oklahoma is trying to build here, with control in OK.

Fun, fun. If not for the possible money involved. When you consider the sale of non-taxable tobacco sales and the skim money from the tables and slots, the State is adamant; outside the moral consideration the State still harbors against gambling.

Actually, I’m surprised that MO hasn’t joined Kansas in Court because the casino will affect an area of high tourism, in all three states.


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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