Holy cows, let's talk bout cats this morn'n......not!!!!
As suggested bout a hunnert times..."call animal rescue", that ain't gonna happen. The reason it ain't gonna happen, I already stated that bout a hunnert times. The cats are fine. They just got to find a new place to live before I hit the road.
Ok, speak'n of hit'n the road....the "bubba boat" is in the back of the "billy jeep". Along with two "bubba boat" batteries, a Billy Bob fabricated troll'n motor mount, the troll'n motor.....Oh hell you know what I'm talk'n bout.....everything is in there. Also fabricated a new fish pole holder for my two "bass" fish'n poles. That was easy....a hammer an' some scrap bail'n wire. If I get the opportunity dur'n my tedious day today, I'll go take a photo for ya. You would be proud of my handywork.
See what I'm talk'n bout???
So now that that's out of the way, what am I gonna do today? I ain't feel'n too bad this morn'n so maybe I can get something important done. Warsh winders??? Oh hell no....I don't do winders. "Sally da house" is in dire need of a bath, but I probly ain't gonna do that neither. Do you know how long it takes to warsh a freak'n motorhome??? Sheesh, I would be out there all day long. Before ya tell me it don't take very long to warsh a motorhome, ya got to remember, Billy Bob has got to take his 10 minute breaks bout every 15 minutes. That's written in the Rules and Regulations for retired people ya know. An' I am one that abides by all rules an' regulations.
I was sit'n over there on the couch last night, think'n ya know, an' I got to think'n bout my golf clubs. How far do I hit each one?....on a good hit of course. Holy crap, that ain't very far. In my bag are three clubs that all hit the same distance.Then for a distance of 135 yards, I don't even have a club for that distance. Golf sucks. But tomorrow morn'n (Wednesday) right at 10:30, I'll be stand'n on the #1 tee box swing'n a club at that damn little golf ball. Come rain or shine....wind or no wind.Yeee haw....I love golf ball swak'n.
Ok, my Georgia trip is still on my mind. Excitis??? Nope I ain't. Ya see, I'll be go'n to a place where I don't fit in with the younger generation.....my kids an' grankids. They don't have time for old folks that sit round all day Grrrrrr'n stuff an' whin'n bout aches an' pains. They got jobs to go to, my grankids to take care of....school, stuff like that. I 'member back a time when my grandpa lived next door. He Grrrrrr'ed an' complained. I didn't have time to spend with him. Now, at my age, I know how he felt.....an' it's sad. I would be better off to find me some old folks my age to hang out with an' sit there Grrrrrr'n at each other all day long. Tell a few lies, stuff like that. Old folks understand each other ya know. But anyhows........
As suggested bout a hunnert times..."call animal rescue", that ain't gonna happen. The reason it ain't gonna happen, I already stated that bout a hunnert times. The cats are fine. They just got to find a new place to live before I hit the road.
Ok, speak'n of hit'n the road....the "bubba boat" is in the back of the "billy jeep". Along with two "bubba boat" batteries, a Billy Bob fabricated troll'n motor mount, the troll'n motor.....Oh hell you know what I'm talk'n bout.....everything is in there. Also fabricated a new fish pole holder for my two "bass" fish'n poles. That was easy....a hammer an' some scrap bail'n wire. If I get the opportunity dur'n my tedious day today, I'll go take a photo for ya. You would be proud of my handywork.
So now that that's out of the way, what am I gonna do today? I ain't feel'n too bad this morn'n so maybe I can get something important done. Warsh winders??? Oh hell no....I don't do winders. "Sally da house" is in dire need of a bath, but I probly ain't gonna do that neither. Do you know how long it takes to warsh a freak'n motorhome??? Sheesh, I would be out there all day long. Before ya tell me it don't take very long to warsh a motorhome, ya got to remember, Billy Bob has got to take his 10 minute breaks bout every 15 minutes. That's written in the Rules and Regulations for retired people ya know. An' I am one that abides by all rules an' regulations.
I was sit'n over there on the couch last night, think'n ya know, an' I got to think'n bout my golf clubs. How far do I hit each one?....on a good hit of course. Holy crap, that ain't very far. In my bag are three clubs that all hit the same distance.Then for a distance of 135 yards, I don't even have a club for that distance. Golf sucks. But tomorrow morn'n (Wednesday) right at 10:30, I'll be stand'n on the #1 tee box swing'n a club at that damn little golf ball. Come rain or shine....wind or no wind.Yeee haw....I love golf ball swak'n.
Ok, my Georgia trip is still on my mind. Excitis??? Nope I ain't. Ya see, I'll be go'n to a place where I don't fit in with the younger generation.....my kids an' grankids. They don't have time for old folks that sit round all day Grrrrrr'n stuff an' whin'n bout aches an' pains. They got jobs to go to, my grankids to take care of....school, stuff like that. I 'member back a time when my grandpa lived next door. He Grrrrrr'ed an' complained. I didn't have time to spend with him. Now, at my age, I know how he felt.....an' it's sad. I would be better off to find me some old folks my age to hang out with an' sit there Grrrrrr'n at each other all day long. Tell a few lies, stuff like that. Old folks understand each other ya know. But anyhows........
You hang around only old folks, you get old. You hang around young folks some, you stay in shape with all the shakin' your walker at 'em and yelling to get off your lawn. No time for getting old(er).
ReplyDeleteGo hang out out with them young uns they get you in shape, and you will be glad you did.
ReplyDeleteThen you be even more glad after you leave and can relax again.
look here, you need to stop, look around and see if you see me. NOPE... well here in Douglasville, Ga. is me, and the only person here missing is you. now come on. you have your old spot here all ready to hook up too. don't forget my golf club,lol... okay love you, tomorrow
ReplyDeleteRobert has the right idea.It is good that even though he knows you will not be a "happy camper"because of your back pain,he still wants you there.Pretty cool...Vada in Tx.
ReplyDeleteYou are very lucky he wants you there. Wave when you go through Decatur, AL.
ReplyDeleteSometimes (not always) young people have a way of injecting youth and vigor into our lives. They make one see things from a different prospective.
ReplyDeleteIf you want to hang out with old people, you can always swing by a nursing home. I guarantee you wont be there long before making a mad dash for the exit.
BB - Are you going to GA just to see the kids & grands? Then do so, then go somewhere else that you'd rather be. There's doctors everywhere, and I have a feeling that you're not gonna get around to doing anything medical in GA that requires lookin' after by a young 'un. Find that once-in-a -lifetime fishing hole by a golf course, or find a spot somewheres in between the kids and friends, than let them come see you! Just enjoy yourself as much as you can, and think about what would make YOU happy today if you were to die tomorrow. Life is short - eat dessert first, and for you that's golfing & fishing....
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