It's summer in south Texas...well almost

Now that I have "that other stuff" out of the way, let's make a feeble attempt at a blog post.

The OFM Barney is experiment'n with a change to the format of his blog. All I can do is ask...."why"?

I would rekon that each blogger wants to make things easier for themselves and also for their readers. Brew'n up a blog post takes special ingredients. In my case, a little bit of redneck, a pinch of "cuss'n", a handfull of humor, a bit of BS. then dilute said mixture with some good ol' honest to goodness "stretch the truth". In about that order. Now I ain't say'n I would ever tell a outright lie to ya, but theres always a thin line between what's real an' what ain't. With proper "seasoning", any truth can be made into questionable results, but still remain truth.    

Rolled out of bed this morn'n to another very nice look'n day. Other than the fog, what lifted before finish'n my first cup 'o, it's look'n to be hot again today. Was up to 87 yesterday afternoon rather ya like it or not. I liked it. Was a little too much wind to launch any kind of water craft, but there ain't a whisper of a breeze out there this morn'n.

I ain't got no idea a'tall what I'm gonna do today. I got a big ol' basket of stink'n clothes back there that need to go to the laundry, but it's too nice a day for that. Sunshine gonna be com'n out here in a bit. I'm think'n a ride over to the lake. Look for critter tracks an' maybe take Sadie Mae for a "bubba boat" ride. As far as fish'n, there ain't no sense in that. The damn fish ain't bite'n.

I been hav' the darnest time try'n to figger a way to post the continue'n sage of "Billy the kid' Bob" without offending anybody. As a kid, I was bullied by school yard thugs because of my small stature....skinny and short. Got me a few lumps an' bumps along the way too. Although, I did have to whoop a couple them bullies onect or two times. But mostly I either talk my way out of being bullied or I run like hell. And that where I got my idea for this story. So here what I'm think'n....write the entire story on a separate post, and those that were offended by the first part, have the option to not read it. But I bet ya a dollar, they watch TV an' don't change the channel.


Yesterday afternoon I thought I were gonna die. Bout 1 oclock pm, my stomach was hurt'n up a storm, I was weak an' got all dizzy. So's I lay down. Four hour later I wakes up all sweaty with chills. What the hell??? I take me up some alka-seltzer an' by 6pm I were all right again. Just like nuttin happen. An' I were hungry. But I weren't sleepy.

 What the hell.....where this guy come from???

Them green jays come back for a visit. They sure are a purty bird. If'n you was to Google "green jay", you'll find out that their habitat only ranges into south Texas. Very interesting!!!

Ok....off to see the wizard....or something like that.