Monday, December 26, 2016

Holiday mischief

The elf on the shelf hasn’t talked, Hasn’t told me a darned thing.

No matter. The master elf took his deer away without cleaning the roof anyhow.

Renter brought over some beans and cornbread. Love the stuff. Even better was the fudge his mother sent over. Merciful Heaven’s that was good stuff. She also included some peppermint fudge That wasn’t quit as satisfying as the chocolate fudge.

Anyhow, the day came, endured, and went with little incident. The football games were long awaited and eagerly consumed by my watchful eye. I was not impressed by a three hundred man throwing a pass – but I was very impressed by his levitating himself  as high as he did while throwing that ball.

Totally impressive.

Spring weeather yesterday. It is turning into another like it today.


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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