Sunday, May 08, 2016

The Derby is well over. I managed.

An article, tw0 days old:

OKLAHOMA CITY, Okla– A man who was a finalist on “American Idol” and grew up in Wichita has been killed in a traffic accident. The crash happened early Friday in Oklahoma City.

The Oklahoma Highway Patrol said Rickey Smith Jr., 36, was killed when a pickup truck going the wrong way on I-240 hit his car. Smith was living in Oklahoma City at the time of his death.

Smith was featured on the second season of “American Idol”. He told People magazine he was raised as a Seventh day Adventist in Wichita. Smith finished 8th in the competition, which was won by Ruben Studdard.

Oklahoma Highway Patrol troopers said the truck driver was treated for his injuries and then arrested.

That is a not good thing. There’s been a rash of these contestants dying lately. Maybe this will be the last for a while.

They’ve been promising bad weather for the past three days in my area. Today is gloomy, damp and cold (for the time of year). There is very little breeze of any sort. I’m always suspicious of a day in Kansas without winds of some sort. Hope it decides to slide on by with only a casual look, not stick about and cause real trouble.

Strange night time activity over at the near neighbors. I believe the truck belongs to the brother that remains with a drivers license. The mechanical gifted one.  I spoke with him a while back and he indicated his girl friend had left him and she had taken his prized bow with her.

He had a re-curved bow he was well satisfied with. He’d spend sometime each week practicing with it. I was never certain why he’d only shoot it at ten yards, rather then the Olympic distances. God knows we have enough hay bails in the area for back stops. But I never asked him that.

He talked about that bow like it was an expensive thing. I don’t know, not being in the business of them.

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From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

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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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