Thursday, June 02, 2016

I’m reminded of a duty tour in Germany.

One of the things that struck me one day as I was out and about the back roads of the country, far from the tourtisty places, was the women with kids tied to their waists.

The ropes and leashes were about ten feet long.

I thought, at the seeing, that the idea was pretty unique. I was proven incorrect in a conversation years later. The person I was speaking with showed me pictures of the habit in several locations around the world.

The best I could do with a parallel evolution was shake my head and figure that good ideas will rise. Sometimes, good ideas even spread across generations. Like, kids are on health policies until 26, they live at home until parents die and then, for all I know, apply for the parents social security benefits and discounts.

And getting them, I suppose, since basket weaving and computer science degrees are beginning to pay the same.

So I wasn’t much surprised, given the current state of society, to find the following article on the news – except I was surprised at the protein form they were cautioning about:

Veterinarians: Keep pets from ingesting mushrooms

WICHITA, Kan. (KAKE) – – – Veterinarians advise people to keep pets from ingesting mushrooms, which are appearing in lawns across the state. “There’s a lot of mushrooms out there that they

I mean, can’t you just see it? The kid (up through and including 26 it is now, I guess0 and the family dog out there fighting over who get to eat the mushroom.

Poor dog.


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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