Wednesday, December 16, 2015

I’ve mentioned various businesses closing in Wichita, Ks. Closing of small businesses is a normal business activity, I’m sure. The airplane business is especially  volatile and hardly worthy mention.

But SIX dead chicken places getting fried (you’ll pardon the pun, and the grease, I hope)?

Wichita loses a whole lot of fried chicken restaurants

Wichita Eagle
– ‎17 hours ago‎

Denise Neil has the latest Wichita restaurant news, with comings & goings, recent reviews, the question of the week and more. It appears that all of Wichita’s Church’s Chicken restaurants closed over the weekend.

I am with the reporter here. What’s up with this? Chicken Flu? Lack of business because the clientele hasn’t the money to continue? Obama Care price the chickens out of the market? What’s up with this?

A beautiful day in village land. Sun shinny and clear as a bell. Cold in the morning, quickly warming. All that snow and ice is gone. The neighbors are hustling hay for the live stock they kept as herd animals. I hope the strain of keeping them fed isn’t too much for the pocketbook for him. He has a day job, yes, but he has patiently built his herd, head by head for a number of years now.

The village Christmas decorations are still stalled at a bare tree, by the back-filled well. I’m not going to ask why, either. I’m just going to watch. I’m afraid that if I ask someone will notice and propose a tax increase to buy fixtures and another a higher tax increase to power the new decoration requirements.

And, of course, all over looking the fact there is no requirement to simple plastic gee-gaws hung on the bare tree.

I’d like to see the tree, yes. Old, painted, surplus rope pieces would be fine for decorations. Yes they would. We could get the Churches to have a Sunday School field trip to throw the pieces on the tree. We could.

Sigh.

Ideas. Opinions. Like un-wiped baby behinds. Everybody had one.

Some still do.

______

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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