Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Which I find interesting, but with all the folks blowing up artifacts and each other in that region the best one may do is shrug and hope the relic makes it another three thousand years.

Having mentioned that part of the world, I notice that our government is already caving in to the Russians that have moved into Syria. Well, done Dems. Come to the table and talk with us. Silly, shameful and cowardly.

Housekeeper tells me a new couple moved into her area. The man, she says, appears to have just gotten out of jail.

She told me that the first time she and hubby had seen them was when they were walking down the road behind her place and the man asked for directions to a garden owned by another neighbor.

After a while they noticed the new couple coming back up the road carrying some tomato’s. The man remarked to Housekeepers hubby that the tomato’s were all they had to eat for the day and breakfast. That the man was happy to have them.

It turned out that the couple had no food and are living rent free at a home owned by the employer of the man. There isn’t going to be a pay check for a couple of weeks and things were slim.

Housekeeper said she and hubby gave the couple some potato’s and deer meat. Housekeeper and hubby are on an Atkins diet and didn’t eat starches.

Housekeeper said it about broke her heart to see the couples kid walking along munching on a tomato like it was an apple and he hadn’t eaten for a week.

(Which might have been near the truth, after all)

The couple didn’t even know if the house they were living in even had pots and pans, let alone dishes.

That’s poor, for sure.


From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

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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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