Tuesday, May 05, 2015

Seriously tired.

Which should justify taking yesterday from writing, working and life in general. Feeling much better, thank you.

I’ve been watching, much as one would at a NASCAR race, for the terrible pile up in the republican candidates. So far none have hit the wall, no matter they’ve been slow out of the pits.

The show beats the one man band the Dems have fielded.

It’s always more entertaining to watch a marching band than a solo act.

Winfield is a South Central city in Ks. Down near the OK border. Farming and some tourism, and a couple of light industries keep it going.

They’ve been having big city problems lately. Shootings and accident of all types. I thought, after reading local news feeds, that I’d bring a sniper of local excitement, rather than baby news from Britain.

Without much blood and glory then:

BARTLESVILLE, Oklahoma – Bartlesville Police arrested a Tulsa man for stealing a 9-foot fiberglass dinosaur statue that was a landmark at a pet store.

See how cleverly I got two baby stories mentioned?


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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