Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Writers glitch...or what ever

Boy howdy, what we gonna write about today? It ain't easy ya know when ya done use up all your old memories and BS tales. Seems like I wrack my brain try'n to find something interesting and come up with nuttin. So today, we'll just go with nuttin again.

I was sit'n out there on the "da porch" sip'n a cup and got to think'n.....that's unusual. I got to think'n bout "sad". No I ain't talk'n bout tears and stuff like that, although some sad things can make ya beller like a baby. The sad I'm talk'n bout comes from not being able to do what I once did without a thought. Some I done mentioned on here before, but damn it, it's sad when ya can't do that stuff no more.

Take for instance....that sail car I built when I were 60 year old.

There was no doubt in my mind that I would ride that thing, do'n a hunnert mile a hour....and survive in case of a crash. Well, I survived but the car didn't. But that not what I'm talk'n bout. I would never in my right mind ever build another one.

And there was my prospect'n days......remember them?

Now I can't even pick up a shovel much less dig dirt with one.

I can still swak a golf ball, but even that has it's drawbacks when I try to go to sleep at night. Them old aches, pains and leg cramps can sure mess up a good nights sleep.

Speak'n of aches and pains, holy crap, I got sciatica....better knowed by the old timers as lumbago. Don't know what happen, but for the last 2 days I've had sciatica of the right leg. I sure as hell didn't lift anything what would cause back pains and that radiating pain all the way down to my toes.

Did I tell ya bout the blackened chicken I cooked up the other night? Well, ya see, it's like this. I got me one them "autoflame" BBQ grills. It automatically bursts into flame in the last 5 minutes of cook'n time. I remember one time I put some chicken on there...and forgot about it. Old "pesky neighbor" Wayne come run'n over, wav'n his arms an' holler'n and says...."your porch is on fire". Holy crap, thick smoke and flames was shoot'n out every little air hole in my "autoflame" BBQ grill. Grab up the water hose real quick like and let 'er have it.. Now let me tell ya, that were some blackened chicken.

Weather here today is bearable at 97 degs. Feels like autumn is just around the corner....but then we don't have autumn in Deming. It's goes from hot to cold....over night. There was one time a couple three year ago that it went from  90 degs in the afternoon to the upper 20's that night. And stayed there. Same with spring.....there ain't one.

Ok, I been busy do'n stuff this mor'n and need to get back to my back break'n work...clean'n off "da porch".


  1. wow, it's hit us all, DD, me, u. Question is, what are we gonna do? Write about nothing, like i've been doing? Skip a few days? Like i just did. Just don't know. Know about sad too. Every day, more i can't do, seems like. Let us know if u find something that works.

  2. I have a hard time figuring out what to write too. It must be the summer doldrums, but summer just started.

  3. Why heck yes you get sad when you get our age, but it still beats the other option.
    BB you need to tell us about the first gold finding equip you built and all about how you camped in those day's did you have a bunch of gal friends helping and what kind of camper were you staying in.

  4. You need FGrade diatomaceous earth. Those pains will go away real soon. Buy at Feed and seed store. 5 days worth and I've seeing a huge improvement. Contact me if you want more information.

  5. Nice pic of the drywasher. If it ever looks as though I'll be able to move back to New Mexico I'm going to study that and build one enough like it to satisfy most usual purposes.