A soft maple in my side yard is already turning color and shedding leaves. My Jerusalem artichokes are blooming and my lonely hill of potatoes is fading fast. I’m seeing through the woods easier than a month ago, so that means fall’s a-comin’.
Today, at their request, I re-applied and sat through an interview at the company where I don’t want to work. 12 hour shifts would be horribly hard on a 58-year-old blubber-butt. I’m hoping the woman who interviewed me will have sense enough not to hire me, but I shudder to say that the interview seemed to go very well. I’m even going to be a gentleman and send her a “thank you” card for the interview, though I may be cutting my own throat by doing so.
The other evening, my wife and I were watching one of those “reality shows” about Amish kids making their escape. We cracked up when one valley-girl type “Amish” girl professed to have no idea what butter milk was. Yeah, that’s reality alright!
I don’t know about you, but I have more respect for Putin these days than for Obama, and Putin should be shot. Sorta gives you a clue where Obama stands with me, I guess.
It’s much cooler here tonight, after a couple small thunderstorms today. They SAY it’s supposed to stay this way a while. I hope they’re right.
We’ve been trying to sell a few things in our local buy-sell-trade paper, but so far, we’ve just been getting folks that are so “unserious” that they shouldn’t even waste their own time by calling, let alone ours. I guess it’s just a form of entertainment for them.
I saw where they recalled a couple anti-gun state senators in Colorado. We need recall here in West Virginia; so far, it’s only for cities here, and maybe only for those which have chosen to have it.
Gotta go, but I’m sure you’ll be waiting with bated breath for my next exciting installment. © 2013-