Monday's Missives

• I'll share the full story another time, but I have the fairly unique distinction of having gone through boot camp twice. It's not as fun as it sounds.
• Lack of imagination or an overactive one cause lots of losses and headaches in war.
• IHOP is expensive.
• Money is no object- when you don't have any.
• Although I may have started it months ago I set this to post seven years from the day I finished writing it. I wonder where I'll be and what I'll be doing- will I even be alive?
• It's been years since I've seen some close members of my family and I don't really miss them.
• When I ran out of toothpaste the other day I recalled Zachary's Dora The Explorer bubblegum flavored toothpaste and thought, Why should a 4 year old have all the fun?
• Nasty.

1958 Lincoln Hard Top Craigslist Ad.

This is a good ol car. It runs good. Sadly, it was born ugly and has remained that way all its life. This ol "Homey Sled" would make a great Sat. nite cruiser, or hopper, or low rider, or Tank, OR MIGRANT WORKERS motor home. It will comfortably seat 24 NFL lineman, and was once used in the Jap movie "Monster From Outer Space Ate Godzilla". It was the Monster.

I will trade for just bout anything. . This car is all orig. and ready to go. It has lots of extras, like wonderbar radio, all power and air, and a landing strip on top for small planes. Never wrecked, new interior, and orig. title and service manual.

If you are a car dealer,you need this dinasaur sitting on your front line. I gaurantee it will make people stop and stare like a "Moron at a Majic Show." (No offence to Morons intended.) I will TRADE for allmost ANYTHING interesting, or sell for about $1,000,000.00,but might come down to $3500.00 for cash. I will trade for just bout anything.

My guess is most dudes picture themselves in a Vette with a sweet young thang

NOT  a spare tire...

Monday's Missives

• Traffic still continues to mystificate my brain. I can leave home with 1-2 minutes of the same time on each day of the week and it is like a whole new ball game every time and this is without regard to holidays. Last Thursday was Deathrace 3000, Blood Sport, Death Fest, take your life in your own hands and pray to Jesus white knuckle dangerous. Today 08/04/2016) it was a like a quiet Sunday drive. What manner of deviltry is that?
• This blog has started keeping a copy in drafts after I set a post to publish so consequently- I am likely to start double publishing posts as I forget which ones were and were not published. We can call them, A Best Of- Repeat!
• Some day I will tell you about my one perfect love. It was that one beautiful thing that God gives only a few times in your life.
• This morning (08/06/2016) we are going to a program about the snakes of Texas at Mineral Wells SP. This should be interesting as I am seperated by 2 degrees from somebody who was bitten by a copperhead out there just a couple of weeks ago. I am curious to see if he was the impetus.
• A kind of common thing for homeless is to camp out near a church- as in literally in the yard or on the steps. I am not sure if it is for convenience sake as that is where they bum goods and services or a to be somewhere they feel safe. I presume it is a combination of factors.
• Did it sound offensive when I used the word bum? That was not the intention- I just think there are times to call things what they are.
• I have two gorgeous neighbors. They dress, wear make up and talk like a mix of Kardashians and the cast of Jersey Shore. 
• Ridiculous.

Ages Old Draft Clean Up

• It was bound to happen sooner or later: a while back my 15 year old passed a pair of shoes he had outgrown down to me, wait would that be up?


• I love watches and if I had the means confidence is quite high I would own hundreds (at least).


• I gave my childrens great grandfather a nice-ish but, inexpensive pocket watch as a stocking stuffer one year. Twelve plus years later I saw it with his other pocket items on his night stand with evidence of wear (he even reported wearing the chain out and having to replace it).


• Nice feeling. I really didn't know he had appreciated it enough to use it that much and honestly, after I gave it to him don't know that it ever even crossed my mind after that.


• I miss him and my mother like no others in this world.
  

At least a few times a year I have a dream where I am riding a bicycle down 287 from Bowie to Decatur. I pass brand new, fancy looking businesses that are not open and old broken down, funky looking ones that are bustling with activity. I constantly see people I recognize. Inevitably, the bike breaks down on Business 287 near (but across the road from ) Bobby's old pool hall. Somebody I do not know personally but recognize from around town will stop to help me. They are always super nice- they have a glow- an aura and I know I will be OK even though they try to fix the bike and obviously don't know what they are doing or they are otherwise clueless but are still trying to help.

      Somehow, I know I will OK- and it is a super powerful feeling.