Tuesday, December 20,, 2016

Wichita TV personality attacked by dog in elevator

Longtime Wichita television personality R.J. Dickens was in the emergency room Monday night after being …

Well, there is still some doubt as to the quality of the broadcasts, I suppose.  It could have been the cologne.

Snow is on the way out Two days of clear skies, little wind has turned the snow into mud. The weather nodders indicate that the weekend has a good chance of bad storms, some storms, but colder for sure.

That’s a nod to winter.

Dog gave me the hang dog face last night while I was fixing hamburgers for myself. I fell for the sad eyed routine. Gave him half a burger

This morning at five-thirty a.m. sharp I find sixty pounds of slpbber on my chest reminding me that it is normal time – get up, get up.

Each urging encouraged by another slobbery swipe.

He didn’t get a burger for breakfast. Just the same old, same old dried food.

He didn’t appear that hungry. Poor thing.

I had breakfast steak and eggs. He went outdoors. It was cold.

The county got another new deputy sheriff. It’s amazing how many of the deputies want to be first a patrolman and then directly into the Sheriff’s job. Few of them can name all the county commissioners, have a monies backer known to the general populous, have anything beyond a H.S. GED and a smattering of education in criminal justice from the State police (I think that’s a two week course).

Some how the deputies that get defeated in the elections for the Sheriff’s office don’t understand being respected by the no=goodnics is no recommendation for the higher office so they quit the force and move to another area and make the same effort again.

They seem to forget they trail their baggage with them. Without adding further education to their resume.

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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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