Monday, October 12, 2015

My computer has developed a blep that is totally strange to me. Haven’t a clue as to its origin,, but the computer faithfully reproduces it each time I touch the keys. Only the first touch, mind.

I wonder if that means No, and should I stop, or does it mean go ahead? Can I be held legally responsible for something when I continue. I know the computer doesn’t eat, so that’s not a preamble to anything . . .

Well. Anyhow.

I continued cleaning the pastures of detris. Several old RR ties have floated in from somewhere. Even five years after supposedly picking up old ties along the RR right of way these things keep showing up.

cat's eye nebula1

The Cats Eye Nebula. Constellation Draco.

Which demonstrates my mind set today and how far out I feel. Thank Bing Images for the picture.

Last week a woman was arrested for possession of drugs and para, tresspassing and cashing bad checks. She was let out on bond for the combined charges.

I wonder. How did she pay the fifteen percent up front money. Check?


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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