Thursday, February 04, 2016

Speculation on Manning’s retirement is rampant in the media. It all ends sometime. Number 50 is a good end, if end it must be. Either way, the best to Manning and the Broncos – either way that ends.

Yesterday was a day. I wasn’t busy, just not able to stop once I got moving. I missed a day at the blog and must now start a run at a years posting all over again. Blah.

The near neighbors relatives have been busy trying to bother me again. The broken footed one has healed, I guess. He’s the one that took off on the bicycle and jumped the bar ditch. He landed short and suffered a very good impact.

I’d hoped he’d fall off as he made the jump in front of a truck. But the truck driver was alert and hesitated his run and the kid made it home – the cops were aware he’d broken his foot, just not how.

The following headline came out of Wichita. What thrill someone gains from watching a woman pee is beyond me, but evidently someone does:

UPDATE: Customer finds camera in Wichita restaurant restroom

Kinky. Unless you’re a Congressman from New York and like social exposure.

Which explains why I wear both a belt and suspenders, now that my butt and stomach are the same diameter and my britches have a tendency to slip fairly low – and quickly once they decide to go.


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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