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Soooo busy!
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Dec 20, 2006 11:05 am
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I am in one of the two busiest cycles here at the park. All the machinery has to be prepped for winter storage and all the brush I haven't burned has to be picked, piled and put to the flame. I have had 4 bonfires that each took a full day to burn, I do love the work though.
I will be taking a two day trip to the family get together and then get back to the last 3 weeks I expect to finally finish up. I hope to get back to a regular schedule by then, please know I miss this and all of you.
Peace and pleasure to you all for the season.
Keith
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Holidays and mechanical frustrations.
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Nov 25, 2006 7:33 am
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Well, all was fine until the thermostat on my mothers oven quit an hour into the roasting of the bird. It is too bad there is no alarm, we didn't find out until it was due to be taken out and served.
We were fine without it though, there was plenty and it will be a good memory for the next holidays.
I wish for you all peace and plenty.
Keith
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Two Candles
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Nov 9, 2006 5:02 pm
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When out and about one particular night I had the opportunity to practice a balance of 'social graces' and impromptu life. Brain or brawn can become a blurry choice in certain instances of conflict resolution.
The 'conflict' was a younger man, one beer past good judgment and another in hand. He took an interest in the woman I was talking with and assumed she could do better. The 'white knight' in him made a determined introduction including his quick assessment of my failings by comparison.
Her demeanor and protests didn't compute well and his self-absorption wouldn't allow him to consider other than a late breakfast, either at her place or the parking lot. Only her lusty appetites could say which, he was in.
I suggested that instead of my just walking away we should allow sociology, anthropology and physics to decide. He wasn't ready for that, big words or big men weren't going to ruin the womans' shot at knowing him Biblically though.
The question as to "How" was simply explained by using two candles from another customers Birthday cake. I explained that I would light both candles, one in each hand in front of him at shoulder level. He would then quickly throw both hands to the sides of his body, also at shoulder level. The candles would go out with this motion and one would re-light. If the one he picked lit, the woman was his and physics would have prevented police involvement.
He chose left, closer to her, then I lit the candles. I allowed him to pick the moment for the quick move. Both candles went out as expected, the left cross was more of a surprise. Dropped like a sack of crap he did.
As everyone recovered, we had taken our leave and they could do as they pleased with the fellow in sore need of dictionary time. A brain is better used.
Keith
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No divorce today, no jail either
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Oct 30, 2006 4:40 pm
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I was so close to a serious contempt of court today, thank goodness I was able to explain the legal difference between contempt and disgust. Disgust is not actionable.
Keith
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100th Blog Post
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Oct 18, 2006 9:42 am
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First, a few facts:
1. 33,507 'views'
2. 360 'comments'
3. 101 were actually my answers to 'comments', so
4. 259 comments
5. 1st to 'comment', foulmama
6. trinity is the most recent
7. 13 posts without comment
8. 15 comments is largest # to one post
9. 627 views to one post, the largest # yet
10. 100% true, allowing for 'poetic license'
Second, 4 recommendations:
1. 'Recent comments by others' need not list ME,
I do not know anyone that considers
themself an 'other'.
2. My answer to a comment is NOT a comment.
3. Points given to posting in the Magazine
should be properly given to Blogs, equally.
4. The little 'Mail Box' need not be animated
without new mail.
Third, my gratitude for all that 'view' my posts and an extra thank you for those that guide some part of my writing by taking the time to comment.
Fourth, and finally, just for this post I ask a favor or two. Did you have a favorite? Are there any questions, suggestions?
I have derived much pleasure from this space and the opportunity to share bits of my life has made me a better person through the reflection of those bits. You each have been a blessing in my life, thank you all.
Keith
ps. Pic is 3 years old, I donated a signed 1st edition set of books written by Irwin S. Cobb to my High School. He was a hometown boy.
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Chicken, please.
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Oct 16, 2006 8:52 am
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This coming Spring it will be 15 years ago that the Kindergarten teacher of my 2nd son, Joseph, came to my door. I thought it odd, Joe was in the 1st grade. I was stumped when she said, "I have something you have waited a year for."
She said this in front of my three sons, their several friends and the maid, so I felt pretty sure she hadn't mis-read anything I had said the previous year. I was not actually relieved when she continued with, "They are in the car and I brought their food and bedding." I know that the blank that occupied my face space was instantly apparent because she laughed and said, "I guess Joseph didn't tell you."
Still no clue here, I so wanted and did NOT want to go to that car. I am not a paranoid, nor do I suffer from guilt complexes, I have had enough 'unusual' situations in my life to know anything from other people is possible. My mind did race at this one though.
The whole group went as one to her car in a festive air, only one with a gallows flitting about his inner thoughts. I should note here that Joseph might have had a pensive gait, I could have been more aware, I was just more busy with my own assessment of this drawn out 'moment'.
Nervous energy lessened some when she put the key to her trunk, giddy twittering escaped at the sight of 7 tiny chicks, of the POULTRY persuasion huddling together against the sudden changes of light, air and sound. She was saying, "Every year my class takes eggs and hatches them in the Spring. Last year I had already promised another child and his family the chicks. Joseph pled so sincerely and assured me you wouldn't mind that I promised this years hatchlings to him. I don't believe you knew about this, did you?"
I saw in Josephs eyes the desire and fear of loss, last years dream leaving, still in this womans' trunk. I lied, "Of course, I just didn't know they would be here today." Three of us in that group were happy, really happy for as many reasons. My family became chicken keepers right then and there.
Keith
ps. There are more chicken stories, I think it best to have the foundation laid with our introduction 'story'. Some involve recipes, but don't get ahead of me.
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Tag by 'trinity'?
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Oct 16, 2006 6:39 am
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Last great book read.
Stella Dallas by Olive Prouty
Last great accomplishment.
I convinced a young mother of 3 that the $5 bill I handed her fell from her pocket of pennies she was using to buy rice and powdered milk.
Describe your personality.
Somewhere between, "When my mind is in the gutter, that is a step up." and "The Amish consider me reserved."
What is your current hobby?
I read almost anything and collect 1st edition books.
Last compliment received.
"Seems to me your feet should be bigger."
What are your religious views?
I am best keeping my distance from the 'organized'
types.
Are you into the Zodiac?
I am aware of it, though it is not a guide in my life.
What are you thinking right now?
I am putting together a company that will allow me to spend time with my sons, daughter-in-law, grandson and still allow me to travel.
What are things you hear from others about you?
"I will never go out in public again," and " I want to go anywhere with you."
Do you have a personal motto or quote?
"We're all on a journey, one that aids another on this road aids us all." Keith
I tag:
Savanna2Play
subbieprincess
crave4real
IwasCurious2bsub
sophiefatale
roughmeup26
Gilghalad
MoD n kalila
cinderbella
TxGrace
MistressEcho
LittleMissFit
BGSC3vortex
WistfulWench
and any other that my poor, weak mind may have left off of this list.
ps. My driveway.
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Tagged by 'newn'
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Oct 12, 2006 10:34 am
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6 odd things about me
1. I can throw a baseball with either hand. The left is faster, the right has better control.
2. I have been hit by lightning.
3. I have died twice.
4. I read at just under 800 words per minute.
5. I know the girl in the picture on the left.
6. I am probably the only one here that admits to not be looking for sex, yet.
Keith
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To thy KNOWN self be true
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Oct 12, 2006 8:11 am
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My confrontation the other day with a self proclaimed preacher/healer prompts this re-post of a poem I wrote in November. I was angry at a person I know for forwarding an article by another poser claiming to be a messenger of 'God'.
Though the theme of this piece seems to be strictly religious, it deals more expressly with the responsibility of us all to fully research the doctrines others may attempt to force on us. Any dynamic presentation regarding a lifestyle change should be considered worthy of investigation, ignorance can be painful, though not necessarily permanent.
I meant no offense to Catholics in this poem, the person I wrote this for knew all the rites and rituals of that group, but so very little of the basic intent. Blind faith is great as long as fact is the foundation.
My Psalm
How dare you, mindless hypocrite
Befoul a soul with unlearned shit
You study not, nor care to do
The diligence required of you.
To pass as facts you do not know
Some mad mans doctrine as though
Approved by God for my own good.
You never really understood
To beat the beads or kiss the ring
Hasn't ever meant a thing.
You read the stories only found
In the Book that's been around
Since God saw fit for those who wrote
Of Edens tree and Noahs boat
Moses and the rock he smote
And the many colored coat.
Solomon who's still thought wise
Babels' tower, mans first high rise.
Consider too all Davids psalms
Reflect upon poor peoples alms.
Ten Commandments, read them here
And you'll just be getting near
To finding out what Jesus said
In the Book you blindly read
But didn't really understand
Christian life can be so grand.
You have to study before you know
If what you heard is really so.
I know you've tried though not learned much
When you send me stuff and such
As hate filled rabble rousing words
From pretentious donkey turds.
You demean yourself and insult me
So start again and hear my plea.
If it isn't written in the Book
Better give another look
And find the courage written there.
Try to really give a care
The words you pass are truly right
Because when you do you just might
Condemn your soul to endless woe
Remembering "I told you so."
Keith
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For trinity
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Oct 10, 2006 8:26 pm
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I enjoy my time shopping in all 3 of the local groceries. I take my time in each for specific items and sale goods. One I only use for produce considered 'exotic' here in North Georgia.A second I buy my yogurt, canned goods and bacon that is sliced on site. The third has the best fresh beef and poultry.
The bulk of my spending is in the third store and is the site of interest in this piece. Here, I always start in the produce section and move from there for the distilled water I use to flush the excess of prescription medication I take.
The turn up that aisle was a gift, four Latino men. They had just stopped at the center of the lane and were remarking on the stacked cases of bottled water on sale. There was much discussion on which would be the better buy, in Spanish.
My appearance does not lend itself to that of a man with an ability in languages. I took that advantage and broke in on the discussion, I explained that the water was on sale because it would not get cold or freeze, another next to it would not boil. The rest would expire before it could be used. The leader of that group, the only English speaker, thanked me for the information before he realized I had used his native language. He was actually in mid explanation to the others when he became aware of this.
The others in the group were wary on the spot, La Migra (Immigration) are typically the only 'white boys that speak Spanish and English. When I laughed and explained the joke about the water they were relieved. They then began to berate their English speaker for having been taken in by my joke. We parted, every one laughing.
I finished my shopping and checked out before they even got to the registers. I had met a woman while shopping that had asked if I might wait for her outside so we could exchange our business cards.
While I waited in front of the store I saw the men with their purchases start to cross the drive to the parking area. I am sorry to say that at that moment I called, "Dame su papel" (Give me your papers.) and watched as they looked for places to run. They did quickly recognize me though. They left laughing, I waited for the business card.
I know it was a cruel joke, I should know better than to do such things. I also know that these men knew it was a joke and they took it better than I may have in the same situation. I did apologize to them, as I do apologize to all illegals who may be reading this.
I should also explain that all the Spanish I know was learned over the 25 years I worked in LA and from my (October 30th the divorce is final) ex-wife and her family. This joke was taught to me by more than one illegal I worked with and others I still count as good friends.
Keith
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