Bet ya a dollar ya ain't never gonna guess what we gonna talk bout today. Nope, you lost that dollar, we ain't gonna talk bout world events or politics.
But....I will touch on the subject of "what Billy Bob does ever day". And in some cases "why". Ya see, when ya ain't got nobody to talk to, the damn dog just sits there staring at ya, you begin to talk to yourself. An' ya answer back. All the while, your mind is aglow with weird shit to discuss.
RV shelter came to mind again last night. We talked bout it for a good hour. Me an' me was do'n the talk'n, while Sadie Mae sit over there staring at me. Now I was think'n I had given up on the construction of a RV shelter, but it seems it is still alive back there in the deteriorating brain cells. Dreams are amazing ain't they? This IS a 10 year dream ya know. Now where the hell does a retired old fart build a RV shelter? By the way, don't be bet'n your entire check on it.
For those that are new to Billy Bob's Place, here's what I'm talk'n bout.
Wouldn't that look good sit'n on 5 acres with a little stream run'n through an' a pond full of fishes.
Ha, you talk bout build'n stuff.....I do that ya know, I spended a good 4 hours build'n a spare tire cover an' mak'n that bumper fit.
We at the point of a fresh coat of primer on that rear cap....what ya think? Damn, I'm already get'n all excitis.
"Tail lights Billy Bob, ya gotta have tail lights".
On top of that 4 hours, much time was spent on try'n to hold this thing together while I'm build'n stuff. I was cuss'n 3 different kinds of tape....in 3 different languages, all of which don't hold. Duck tape is supposed to hold anything. Ha ha, guess again. The reason behind not glue'n this sucker together, is that there is paneling an' cabinets yet to be installed inside. The sides need to be painted before the winder glass, paneling an' cabinets can be installed. Completed, the roof will be removable so's I can play house in there.
Oh, did I mention....carpeting has been installed. Used a old khaki (spell checker) colored shirt material. Looks pretty good if'n I do say so myself.
I ain't gonna tell ya how many times I reverted to a "full out" cuss'n cession cut'n an' sand'n this thing. Cuss'n fixes stuff ya know. In my book, anybody what don't know how to cuss....needs some therapy. An' that statement reminds me the time....my son Ronnie, in a heated discussion, said a "BIG" cuss'n word to DIL Gina. She calls the doctor office an' set up a therapy appointment for for her an' Ronnie the next day. She left the office all piss off an' "cuss'n" after the doctor was finished with her. Ronnie grin'n ear to ear. So ya see, by doctors orders, ya gotta cuss a bit.
I don't know how warm it was at your house yesterday, but the old Billy Bob had to crank up a air conditioner. It was frick'n hot in "da house". Outside temp on my Walmart special showed 87 degs.
Then later in the even'n, I was sit'n here an' got to think'n...."it's close to 1am, let's go to bed". Well it weren't 1am like I was think'n. It was go'n on to 4am. Dad gum television an' PBS!!! Why they wait till after midnight to show the good stuff? Sheesh!!!!...two hours of Thomas Edison an' his light bub.
Have ya ever mix spinach an' maters together? I invented that many years ago. It's delicious. We gonna eat fried balony from the deli, cut 1/4 inches thick. The spinach mater concoction. A'n a big ol pile of half fried taters. I dreamed bout that meal all day long....droplets of spit run'n down my chin. Oh my god, somebody breaked into my house. They stealed my last can of spinach....it ain't nowheres to be found. Well hell, let's use french cut green beans instead. Now green beans don't tasteanything nuttin like spinach, but let me tell ya right now, I'll be use'n green beans again. My supper last night was [this] close to perfect. Just ask Sadie Mae, she'll tell ya. Sadie Mae always gets a sample of what ever I am eat'n.
Hmmmmm.....fried balony an' egg omelet sure do sound good for lunch.
Ok, I rekon todays "short" post is turned into another long one. That's a sign of a active mind....or something like that.
But....I will touch on the subject of "what Billy Bob does ever day". And in some cases "why". Ya see, when ya ain't got nobody to talk to, the damn dog just sits there staring at ya, you begin to talk to yourself. An' ya answer back. All the while, your mind is aglow with weird shit to discuss.
RV shelter came to mind again last night. We talked bout it for a good hour. Me an' me was do'n the talk'n, while Sadie Mae sit over there staring at me. Now I was think'n I had given up on the construction of a RV shelter, but it seems it is still alive back there in the deteriorating brain cells. Dreams are amazing ain't they? This IS a 10 year dream ya know. Now where the hell does a retired old fart build a RV shelter? By the way, don't be bet'n your entire check on it.
For those that are new to Billy Bob's Place, here's what I'm talk'n bout.
Ha, you talk bout build'n stuff.....I do that ya know, I spended a good 4 hours build'n a spare tire cover an' mak'n that bumper fit.
"Tail lights Billy Bob, ya gotta have tail lights".
On top of that 4 hours, much time was spent on try'n to hold this thing together while I'm build'n stuff. I was cuss'n 3 different kinds of tape....in 3 different languages, all of which don't hold. Duck tape is supposed to hold anything. Ha ha, guess again. The reason behind not glue'n this sucker together, is that there is paneling an' cabinets yet to be installed inside. The sides need to be painted before the winder glass, paneling an' cabinets can be installed. Completed, the roof will be removable so's I can play house in there.
Oh, did I mention....carpeting has been installed. Used a old khaki (spell checker) colored shirt material. Looks pretty good if'n I do say so myself.
I ain't gonna tell ya how many times I reverted to a "full out" cuss'n cession cut'n an' sand'n this thing. Cuss'n fixes stuff ya know. In my book, anybody what don't know how to cuss....needs some therapy. An' that statement reminds me the time....my son Ronnie, in a heated discussion, said a "BIG" cuss'n word to DIL Gina. She calls the doctor office an' set up a therapy appointment for for her an' Ronnie the next day. She left the office all piss off an' "cuss'n" after the doctor was finished with her. Ronnie grin'n ear to ear. So ya see, by doctors orders, ya gotta cuss a bit.
I don't know how warm it was at your house yesterday, but the old Billy Bob had to crank up a air conditioner. It was frick'n hot in "da house". Outside temp on my Walmart special showed 87 degs.
Then later in the even'n, I was sit'n here an' got to think'n...."it's close to 1am, let's go to bed". Well it weren't 1am like I was think'n. It was go'n on to 4am. Dad gum television an' PBS!!! Why they wait till after midnight to show the good stuff? Sheesh!!!!...two hours of Thomas Edison an' his light bub.
Have ya ever mix spinach an' maters together? I invented that many years ago. It's delicious. We gonna eat fried balony from the deli, cut 1/4 inches thick. The spinach mater concoction. A'n a big ol pile of half fried taters. I dreamed bout that meal all day long....droplets of spit run'n down my chin. Oh my god, somebody breaked into my house. They stealed my last can of spinach....it ain't nowheres to be found. Well hell, let's use french cut green beans instead. Now green beans don't taste
Hmmmmm.....fried balony an' egg omelet sure do sound good for lunch.
Ok, I rekon todays "short" post is turned into another long one. That's a sign of a active mind....or something like that.
After you get done with that model, I think you should write a B.B. Cook Book. It should sell like hot tamales.
ReplyDeleteCook book? What you ya talk'n bout Dizzy, I ain't no chef. Actually, very few hot tamales are sole in the US....compared to tacos. God I love tacos.
DeleteYou are sure right about cussin'. I lived in Ireland for 3 yrs and I learned more about cussin than I ever thought was possible. Some of the words I just can't bring myself to say, and no, not the cuss word that has become so common in the U.S. that it doesn't even get bleeped from TV most of the time. I can say that one with the best of 'em.
ReplyDeleteYou are doing a helluva job on that RV. I never thought about carpeting!
Whatever you do, don't give up on dreams. That's what keeps a person going, ya know. If I had an RV, I think I'd want an RV shelter.
Ha Gypsy, I figgered you would have something to say bout cuss'n. It's us older folks that can say stuff like that an' not be knock down for do'n it. Like ya suggested, cuss'n is a part of life....live with it.
DeleteOf all my dreams, the RV shelter is the only one I have left. All the others were achieved or they was throwed in the dumpster. Bungee jump'n was one of 'em.
"Of all my dreams, the RV shelter is the only one I have left".
DeleteI wish you could go ahead and fulfill your dream, while you are able to enjoy it thoroughly and long...sit by a stream and purtyfy some acreage I get no greater satisfaction than working outside, being outside...and owning my place says I'm my own boss. Let me tell you, there is nothing like being the 'king of your own kingdom'. I guess by this., you know I'm looking forward to Spring. Don't you just hate being penned inside? WHAT ?! You were brave enough to bungee jump? I'm such a Sissy.
Ha....when I mentioned cuss'n words an' therapy, it looks like I done skeered a bunch of people. Or I done piss 'em off. Today's post had enough subjects to get a hunnert comments.
ReplyDeleteNow you went and made me hungry. I haven't had fried baloney for a long time. Love fried baloney and gravy with a few fried eggs. Don't get much better than that unless it's just a good old fried baloney sandwich. Going to have to stop at the deli tomorrow for sure.
ReplyDeleteBilly Bob and you have me salivating too. I'm going to go buy some baloney tomorrow and fry it. I like a sandwich of it with sliced sun warmed tomato slices. Touch of mayo....oh my.
DeleteI share your dream of a similar shelter on a piece of land for my old RV and me to live in. It's a beautiful dream, too.
ReplyDeleteIt is lentil soup tonight for me. I put some curry powder in, who would have thought to put curry powder in lentil soup? Turned out good, except that it got it a bit too hot with the curry. I'll have it over jasmine rice for supper at work tomorrow.
ReplyDeleteAlice really coming together, been a long time since I had fried baloney another favourite of mine.
ReplyDeleteHermit Jim and I grew up on fried balony, and Hubby is never without Jalapeno Balony (made by Oscar Meyer and bought at most HEB). Some taters fried with skins on, and your tomato dish sounds like one my grandma used to make during the depression to stretch one can for a lot of folks. Put in onions, sliced thin, a few slices of white bread torn up, some chili powder, lots of black pepper -yum, yum! Supper's ready! Thanks for the ideas, BillyBob, and I'm enjoying watching Alice come together.
ReplyDeleteI can't believe I haven't thought of tomatos with torn up white bread in probably 60 years! Now I won't be satisfied until I have some.
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