Oh no, don't tell me it's fathers day. Actually I think fathers day should be a week day paid holiday. All fathers take the day off an' go fish'n or something like that. Get paid overtime if'n ya don't get back home after 8 hours. Get a bonus check if'n ya catch some fish.
As with all other days of recognition, Americans will spend millions of dollars today. The tie industry will never go out of business. Now who in their right mind would buy a tie as a gift? We want "power tools", huge BBQ grills, "goodies" for the old pick'um up truck, John Deere tractors.....man stuff.
Ok, we done with that nonsense....happy fathers day guys.
I remember one fathers day, my Xwife bought me a washing machine an' dryer, some new shoes....her size, a few sexy sweaters....her size and a new dress to take me out to McDonalds for dinner....her size. All I was want'n was a Black & Decker power tool an' a 6 pac of cheap beer.
Speak'n of beer....I used to make beer way back in the early 60's. Didn't make it by no blamed government regulation recipes or nuttin like that. There are no rules for mak'n beer. I just throwed that stuff in a big ol' 5 gallon jug an' let it do it's thing. The end result was a hair rais'n experience. What didn't blow up under the sink was buried out in the back yard. XXwifes girlfriend Ann popped a top on a bottle what didn't explode, took a big ol' swig an' the hair on both her arms stand straight up. I was there an' seen it happen. An' she knowed how to drink beer too.
About the same period of my life, I got into brew'n wine. I tried all the "normal" flavors, none of which I would drink.....sissy stuff. Homebrew strawberry wine was pretty good....kind of remind me of Boones Farm, just a little bit more stout. On a trip to Jamaica, thanks to the US Navy, I came back to the US with a sea bag full of coconuts. Coconut wine was the intended drink of the day. I make a 5 gallon jug of that stuff. Come out crystal clear just like expensive vodka. Don't know how much alcohol was in it, but it knock ya on yer ass. Could NOT be drunk straight. Sprite work good as a mixer. "I ain't drink'n this shit". Gave it to my father-in-law for a birthday present.
There sure ain't no reason for me to be think'n bout go'n on a trip nowheres. The whole US is in turmoil over all the hot weather, winds, tornados an' storms. I would have to drive 2 thousand mile straight north before I hit decent weather. An' then I would probly end up in a big ol' rain storm when I get there. But this year, it don't bother me none to be stuck in one place. It's hot in south Texas, I can guarantee ya that, but show me a place where it ain't hot, windy, stormy or a tornado ain't gonna blow "Sally da house" to smithereens. I think I'm fine right where I'm at for the time bean.
Hot ain't never really bother me before until the last couple three years. Drove "Alice", my first motorhome, all the ways from southern Calif. to south Texas with no air conditioning, an' it were the dead of summer....100 plus degs. all the way. Didn't break a sweat till bout San Antonio on US 90 go'n east. Now, the only way I gonna get out of a/c is if'n somebody set "da house" on fire......or maybe a round of golf. I can still stand the heat, but it sucks what little life I got left right out me. Sheesh....I got to lay down.
As with all other days of recognition, Americans will spend millions of dollars today. The tie industry will never go out of business. Now who in their right mind would buy a tie as a gift? We want "power tools", huge BBQ grills, "goodies" for the old pick'um up truck, John Deere tractors.....man stuff.
Ok, we done with that nonsense....happy fathers day guys.
I remember one fathers day, my Xwife bought me a washing machine an' dryer, some new shoes....her size, a few sexy sweaters....her size and a new dress to take me out to McDonalds for dinner....her size. All I was want'n was a Black & Decker power tool an' a 6 pac of cheap beer.
Speak'n of beer....I used to make beer way back in the early 60's. Didn't make it by no blamed government regulation recipes or nuttin like that. There are no rules for mak'n beer. I just throwed that stuff in a big ol' 5 gallon jug an' let it do it's thing. The end result was a hair rais'n experience. What didn't blow up under the sink was buried out in the back yard. XXwifes girlfriend Ann popped a top on a bottle what didn't explode, took a big ol' swig an' the hair on both her arms stand straight up. I was there an' seen it happen. An' she knowed how to drink beer too.
About the same period of my life, I got into brew'n wine. I tried all the "normal" flavors, none of which I would drink.....sissy stuff. Homebrew strawberry wine was pretty good....kind of remind me of Boones Farm, just a little bit more stout. On a trip to Jamaica, thanks to the US Navy, I came back to the US with a sea bag full of coconuts. Coconut wine was the intended drink of the day. I make a 5 gallon jug of that stuff. Come out crystal clear just like expensive vodka. Don't know how much alcohol was in it, but it knock ya on yer ass. Could NOT be drunk straight. Sprite work good as a mixer. "I ain't drink'n this shit". Gave it to my father-in-law for a birthday present.
There sure ain't no reason for me to be think'n bout go'n on a trip nowheres. The whole US is in turmoil over all the hot weather, winds, tornados an' storms. I would have to drive 2 thousand mile straight north before I hit decent weather. An' then I would probly end up in a big ol' rain storm when I get there. But this year, it don't bother me none to be stuck in one place. It's hot in south Texas, I can guarantee ya that, but show me a place where it ain't hot, windy, stormy or a tornado ain't gonna blow "Sally da house" to smithereens. I think I'm fine right where I'm at for the time bean.
Hot ain't never really bother me before until the last couple three years. Drove "Alice", my first motorhome, all the ways from southern Calif. to south Texas with no air conditioning, an' it were the dead of summer....100 plus degs. all the way. Didn't break a sweat till bout San Antonio on US 90 go'n east. Now, the only way I gonna get out of a/c is if'n somebody set "da house" on fire......or maybe a round of golf. I can still stand the heat, but it sucks what little life I got left right out me. Sheesh....I got to lay down.
My Ex was strictly a beer drinker, and he could hold it fairly well. Boone's Farm changed him into a different person, a mean, fighting man! That stuff must have been terrible! I'm glad those days are long gone.
ReplyDeleteAny beer drink'n I did in my lifetime I blame it all the Federal Government (US Navy). They also teach me how to cuss pretty good too.
DeleteMost any alcoholic beverage I ever brewed was definitely terrible. But then, when you are young an' dumb, it don't matter what it taste like.
Just got back from a liquid refreshemnts and food run to walmart, It twer too hot to be walking around on a hot parking lot. Damn the AC is important nowdays.
ReplyDeleteThat header picture of your RV is really great. It sure is looking good!!
ReplyDeleteThat was then, this is now. New things lose their luster after a few years.....can ya say "old folks"?
DeleteYou Billy Bob you can make her look just like that again with a little work,did one of my older 34' Georgie-Boy with that Red-Max comm floor wax and people can't believe it that old.(96) Time consuming but not a hard job after he prep work which is just washing it with some chemical power (TSP) you just wet towel it on and let it dry by time your done you just start over again and after 4 or 5 coats you can see you self in. Did mine in in one long spring day...
DeleteDropped by to wish you a Happy Father's Day.
ReplyDeleteStay cool, I have a new found respect for air conditioning.
Thank ya MsB....an' a happy fathers day to you too.
DeleteBoy howdy, the older I get, the more I need to stay "cool". Start sweat'n an' smell like a "damn goat".
Nice pic of Da house.
ReplyDeleteKeep yourself cool there, kinda chilly here in southern Ontario abou65 drgees, could use a bit of your heat, here.
Ontario....that the 2 thousand mile I was talk'n bout.
DeleteThat was a pic of "Sally" when she was just a baby. Now she's a old gal....cuts an' scrapes, a few bruises....you know what I'm talk'n bout.
Happy Father's Day Billy Bob. Btw,You're lettin' bugs in...
ReplyDeleteI always let bugs in. Try my darnest not to kill 'em when I direct then to the door. The open door is 'cause I love my dawg.
Delete"... but show me a place where it ain't hot, windy, stormy or a tornado ain't gonna blow "Sally da house" to smithereens"
ReplyDeleteYou might open this link and then scroll down until you find the calendar for the month of June 2013. Only 853 miles and you too could be cool.
http://www.wunderground.com/history/airport/KAXX/2013/6/17/MonthlyHistory.html