My rant today.......
One email tells me how I should write my blog.
Do not write as a redneck....use spell checker.
Do not mention your aches and pains.
Do not write about more than one subject.
Shorten writings to no more than 100 words.
The other.....
You are a idiot. No one wants to read what you say.
*I suspect this was from a troll*
I was hurt when I read these emails....not on the same day. They came from two different people on different days. I don't know either of them.
My rant is over......
I don't know what happen last night, but I slept till 11am this morn'n. My back feeled like I was run over with a great big ol' diesel powered backhoe dig'n ditches. "What the hell did you do yesterday Billy Bob"? Well, I didn't do a hell of a lot, but I did get quite upset. Ya see, I tole my nephew Frank I had some work for him to do. Clean'n inside "da house". Dashboard an' front winders an' work his way back. Make his self some ready pocket change.
Frank sit there for the next 10 minutes tell'n me bout his excellent work ethics....how good he was at detail'n an' stuff like that. Then I had to show him how to turn on the vacuum cleaner to vacuum the dash. Then I give him a sprayer full of my "special" cleaner....of which he said "I know of a better cleaner". Then, for the next 5 minutes I had to listen to how much better "his" cleaner was than mine. Then he go for a handfull of old dirty rags.....to clean my dash. "No Frank, the rags are dirty, the paper towels are clean".
Dash is now clean, my heart rate hover'n right bout 150 from explain'n the simplicity of clean'n a dirty dashboard. It's now time to apply a good coat of ArmorAll, a excellent dashboard protector against the extreme radiation from the sun in south Texas (a little spice added for flavor). For the next 20 minutes I argued with Frank that one squirt is not near enough for a dash of this size. Blood pressure hover'n around the 160 or so mark now.
Next on my list is the great big ol' front winders. Frank grabs holt to a dirty rag. "No Frank, I done tole you....paper towels". One little squirt of ammonia/water mix an' Frank go to town, work'n from the bottom up. For the next 5 minutes I explain to Frank how to wash winders. Half way done with the first, now streaked winder....I fire Frank. Blood pressure hover'n up there close to 180....or so.
I spent some time pick'n up stuff an' put'n it it's proper places. I'm down to where I can see the floor now. "My god, where did all this stuff come from"? I clean off an' wash my dirty couch. Well most of it. I bag up trash.....I sweep some goat poop out the door. I'm get'n me some exercise I'm think'n. I take me up two 500mg aspirins. Eat a big ol' bowl of soup. Ahhhh, I'm gonna live.
As recommended by email.....hahahahaha.....LOLOLOLOL, I'll stop now. But....I could go on for another hour or so with a bunch of nonsense an' stories. Maybe tomorrow.
One email tells me how I should write my blog.
Do not write as a redneck....use spell checker.
Do not mention your aches and pains.
Do not write about more than one subject.
Shorten writings to no more than 100 words.
The other.....
You are a idiot. No one wants to read what you say.
*I suspect this was from a troll*
I was hurt when I read these emails....not on the same day. They came from two different people on different days. I don't know either of them.
My rant is over......
I don't know what happen last night, but I slept till 11am this morn'n. My back feeled like I was run over with a great big ol' diesel powered backhoe dig'n ditches. "What the hell did you do yesterday Billy Bob"? Well, I didn't do a hell of a lot, but I did get quite upset. Ya see, I tole my nephew Frank I had some work for him to do. Clean'n inside "da house". Dashboard an' front winders an' work his way back. Make his self some ready pocket change.
Frank sit there for the next 10 minutes tell'n me bout his excellent work ethics....how good he was at detail'n an' stuff like that. Then I had to show him how to turn on the vacuum cleaner to vacuum the dash. Then I give him a sprayer full of my "special" cleaner....of which he said "I know of a better cleaner". Then, for the next 5 minutes I had to listen to how much better "his" cleaner was than mine. Then he go for a handfull of old dirty rags.....to clean my dash. "No Frank, the rags are dirty, the paper towels are clean".
Dash is now clean, my heart rate hover'n right bout 150 from explain'n the simplicity of clean'n a dirty dashboard. It's now time to apply a good coat of ArmorAll, a excellent dashboard protector against the extreme radiation from the sun in south Texas (a little spice added for flavor). For the next 20 minutes I argued with Frank that one squirt is not near enough for a dash of this size. Blood pressure hover'n around the 160 or so mark now.
Next on my list is the great big ol' front winders. Frank grabs holt to a dirty rag. "No Frank, I done tole you....paper towels". One little squirt of ammonia/water mix an' Frank go to town, work'n from the bottom up. For the next 5 minutes I explain to Frank how to wash winders. Half way done with the first, now streaked winder....I fire Frank. Blood pressure hover'n up there close to 180....or so.
I spent some time pick'n up stuff an' put'n it it's proper places. I'm down to where I can see the floor now. "My god, where did all this stuff come from"? I clean off an' wash my dirty couch. Well most of it. I bag up trash.....I sweep some goat poop out the door. I'm get'n me some exercise I'm think'n. I take me up two 500mg aspirins. Eat a big ol' bowl of soup. Ahhhh, I'm gonna live.
As recommended by email.....hahahahaha.....LOLOLOLOL, I'll stop now. But....I could go on for another hour or so with a bunch of nonsense an' stories. Maybe tomorrow.
What I would like to say to those who sent the emails would not be acceptable to publish here!!! They want you to change what I -- and many others! --- love about your blog. For goodness' sakes, don't pay any attention to them. You make the rules for your blog. If they don't like it, they can go elsewhere. Your problems with Frank are exactly what we are coping with with the 18 year old grandson living with us. Much easier to do the jobs ourselves. But then we become the servants. Hard to know how to win. Glad you got the work done. Keep our BB blog the same. Please.
ReplyDeleteI get all upset too when people try to tell me what to do or how to act. I'm who an' what I am....cain't change that. But.....I do want to please all my readers in any way I can. It's important to me.
DeleteA dash that needs another coat of ArmorAll an' a winder what is half warshed, an' streaked' is in no way "work done". Dang I didn't want to crawl up there an' do all that stuff.
I think it was Frank,,,,lololol
ReplyDeleteLOL Trouble, he has my email addy, so there's that possibility. But it wasn't from him.
DeleteBB, I rarely comment, but have been reading your Blog for quite a few years. I enjoy reading it everyday. Do NOT pay any attention to anyone who tried to criticize how you write. I enjoy it just the way it is because I can relate to much of what you have to say. Just keep on being the Billy Bob that you are now!
ReplyDeleteJim In GA
Dad gum it Jim in Ga, would welcome you to Billy Bob's Place, but I should have done that long ago. Thanks for your appreciated comment today....I needed that.
DeleteDang, I didn't know we are suppose to clean motor-homes. . . I guess once every 4 or 5 years would be OK. I sweep mine out a lot to keep the dirt from spreading (grin).
ReplyDeleteI rekon in your case Dizzy, of never go'n no where an' not go'n in an' out the door every day, you would only have to clean house every 5 years. An' YOU ain't got no dad gum goat what comes to visit ever once in a while.
DeleteNo, BB, I don't have a goat but I have three dogs. Got to sweep out the hair and what all they track in. When you leave there, are you going to take the goat?
DeleteSome dip wants to tell you how to write your blog? I have never like those asses who like to tell others how to live their lives, they are not worth spending any time thinking about past an amusing spot on your blog.
ReplyDeleteThis has happened on more than one occasion an' I let it effect my writing. My desire to please "everbody" sometimes hurts my write'n.
DeleteYou run this blog! Tell the naysayers ...no don't tell them anything, just delete them. You can't please everybody but you please those of us who read you every day.
ReplyDeleteI feel like a truck has ran over me right now. Cutting a honeysuckle jungle, trimming trees, clearing and burning outside for two days isn't a job for the faint of heart. Chest pain and staggering like I'm inebriated brought this "'man's work" to a quick halt for today. More on my "To Do" list than will ever get done. Sure wish I had a Good Helper - one with some cleaning experience preferably. It's not going to happen, BB, so we both may as well live with it.
I love your comments Sissy. You are one of my fav's of many. (it's hard to have a favorite when there are others that fit the same category) Would hate to hurt someone's feel'ns.
DeleteYou did what???? That kind of work ain't good fer ya. I would say "hire somebody", but then I would be go'n against my own grain. Best suggestion I can give is ....take a nap.
That's what I been think'n....just write bout any ol' thing that crosses my mind.
ReplyDeleteEat???? Yeah, I rekon that would be a good idea too.
Every now and then I get hurtful comments and swear I am going to quit blogging. Write whatever you feel like writing, and know that lots of folks are just waiting for your latest blog to show up. We luv ya, Billy Bob, and wouldn't change a thing if we could.
ReplyDeleteLove how you write; kind of like an interesting book. Continue your good work; it makes my day.
ReplyDeleteI've been reading/writing in "blogville" only a couple of years now... but love the different styles of writing and the way folks talk about themselves and the way they live. I've found that the 'ho-hum" ones lose my interest and I kind of slack off reading them. I hope you don't let those comments make you change your style..... it's a fun kind of unique.
ReplyDeleteI enjoy your Blog SO MUCH - please don't change anything!
ReplyDeletePatty
Yeah but more fishing reports are needed.
DeleteSounds to me like you have a pretty good fan base going, BB! To hell with the trolls...just keep on the way you are, my friend!
ReplyDeletewell I'm gonna put my 2cents in....when I click that button that says billybobs that's what I want to read....not somebody elses rendition of what they think you should be sayin or not sayin its your blog with your style of writing and your stories that keep me coming back on a daily basis . Don't change a thing! We love you just the way you are !!
ReplyDeleteI guess I'm a lurker. I been reading you since before "Fred the Duck" at the slabs.Read almost everyday. Some people would bitch even if you hung 'em with a new rope. If they don't like it let'em move on. Keep up the good work.
ReplyDeleteBeen reading your nonsense for a lot of years, and have i quit yet? lol,,,That tells ya something, huh?
ReplyDeleteI'd tell'em where to go and forget about'em.
ReplyDeleteGary