Monday, January 18, 2016


Another day, yesterday, for football. Only two games. As the SE isn’t my TV area I had an opportunity to watch the Carolina team perform. Good. Both from the performance, but also from the game as a whole.

Any thoughts of who goes to the Super Bowl, I have none – with the exception of the negative. I don’t think, having watched the playoffs thus far,, that Manning is going to make the Bowl this year.

He’ll quite possibly be the most outstanding QB in the Super Bowl Era to enter the Hall of Fame without having won that honor.

I’ll leave it to fate. But I wouldn’t mind being wrong.

Back here, near home. At least in the State, an article:


Larry Adams lives in northern Kansas, but about half his grocery shopping is done in Nebraska.

“If we need a loaf of bread, we’ll buy it locally,” said Adams, a resident of Logan in rural Phillips County. “But if we’re already going to the doctor in McCook (Neb.), we’ll stop at Wal-Mart and fill the car up.”

The reason is simple. Food is taxed at 8 percent in Logan. But food isn’t taxed at all in Nebraska, about 25 miles to the north.

Read more here:

Good article. It isn’t all the farmers fault, nor the grocers fault for the high prices. I confess to protesting higher taxes, and hate grocery taxes as burdensome taxes on the poor and very low income folks, yet I do not take advantage of my local grocer giving specific day discounts which would eliminate the local taxes that drive those prices up.

My bad, I know. I think it has something to do with macho. I refuse to think I’m in a particular strata of society and feel free to afford what I wish. Which makes the world revolve, yes.


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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