Been enjoying the Christmas music overload?
Even watching an all news channel one is hard pressed to escape the annual stuff. Some of the newer music is not bad. Just difficult to understand the words. The artists don’t seem to understand what an amplified, screaming voice really sounds like.
I was listening to a station the other day – a radio station – and had to turn down the volume, again, when the music came back on after the commercials.
We haven’t gone overboard on decorations around here. Someone put up a Christmas tree at the main intersection. They haven’t put any decorations on it, it just sits by the blocked off well and gets dusty. Maybe, now the rains have come, someone will get energetic and put something bright, shinny and plastic on that poor tree.
But not me.
From the update Christmas card, my brother is doing well after a kidney removal for cancer. They feel that they got the whole stuff with the kidney.
That’s good Christmas news. He’s had a number of incidents over his life time. He doesn’t need more.
This caught my eye this morning:
WICHITA, Kan. –
Wichita Police say a woman reported that an acquaintance attempted to strangle her while she was holding her infant child.
Sgt. Kevin Kochenderfer says at 11 p.m. Friday in the 1000 block of north Grove, a 20-year-old woman reported that a 53-year-old man attempted to strangle her.
Kochenderfer says the two were acquaintances. He says the man attempted to strangle and beat the woman while she was holding her infant son.
Police say the woman defended herself with a knife. The victim told police she stabbed the suspect, which police have not confirmed.
The suspect left the scene.
There has to be an explanation for the mind set that will allow such actions. A fifty-three year old dude should be old enough to resist a friendly rejection now and then – if that is what motivated the guy.
So. I’m o ff to the dining table to practice that woodwind and allow it to dribble on the wood work. I really need to get to Monday and call that furniture guy. Maybe he’ll make it and maybe he’ll be on the roof cursing the rain.
I’m hard pressed to know whether to laugh at the thought of him repairing a rood in the rain or simply cheering because we really needed the stuff.
From the reaches,