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Thursday, April 2, 2015

No broke bones, no gaping wounds...not the old Billy Bob

I've told many stories bout my life on my blog an' I was able to relive all them stories as I write 'em. Like yesterday's story. As I was writ'n that story, I was sit'n there on that front fender with my laptop sit'n on the hood....type'n away. There are many stories I cain't write bout on my blog. I don't want to take the chance that my grandkids will attempt do'n the same things an' then say..."well papaw did it an' he didn't get hurt". Well yeah I did get hurt. Many many times. I've falled out of trees...an' I got hurt. I've jumped off roofs...an' I got hurt. I've crashed bicycles into moving cars....an' I got hurt. I've been dog bited, cat scratched, almost drowned numerous times, throwed slap off of horses....I've been hurt. But as I recall, I was never hurt bad enough that I wasn't out there the next day do'n the same things.
But I ain't never breaked a single bone in my body. I ain't never had no stitches to close up a gaping wound. I ain't never sit in a emergency room wait'n for hours to be examined for head injuries. 

Now don't get me wrong, 'cause I have been to emergency rooms. On more than one occasion. Like the time I was do'n service on a rooftop heater at a business in West Virginia. I get way down on my hands an' knees so's I can watch the burners come on when I flip the switch (breaker). That's what servicemen do ya know. I flip the switch....that heater blows slap up, blow'n me backards towards the edge of the roof. Facial hair is gone, eyes are full of rust particles....I cain't see shit. Police cars, a ambulance an' a fire truck show up, take me to the emergency room. That afternoon, I fix that dad gum furnace.

At the University of Texas, I was work'n on a sulfuric acid pump for the cooling tower water treatment system. As I release the connector from the acid pump to the piping system.....pooof, that acid line come slap apart. *There was still pressure in the lines.* I am blasted with a spray of "flesh eat'n" sulfuric acid. Fortunately, I wear glasses. I spray my face, neck an' arms with the emergency wash down an' head for the shop.....jump in the shower. Ambulance arrive an' take me to the emergency room. I have not one scar from that ordeal.

We won't be discuss'n the other times I visited the emergency room. They was just plain ol' stupidity on my part. A lump the size a goose egg. Swolled up body parts. Scrapes an' bruises....stuff like that.  

Had a long talk with my son Robert yesterday night. Ya see, he ain't been keep'n contact with his daddy like he said he would. An' in these try'n times, I need contact. Our talk was all serious talk, so I won't even go there bout it. It was a good talk. My mind is more at ease.

It's already late in the day, so there will be no story today. I'm gonna go take me a little walk an' maybe do some much needed house work. Got me a full bottle of propane, so we gonna be grill'n tonight. A huge ass grilled hamburger sure do sound good. Lettuce, mater, pickle an' a slab of onion. Ya cain't beat that with a stik. By the way, ya don't put cheese on a hamburger, ya put cheese on a cheeseburger. There IS a difference. 


15 comments:

  1. Dif'rent subjek: did you ,and where is, comment on mohave' rat's site? talk of it but nothing there.

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    1. Just had too go check out what you talk'n bout on Mojave Rats blog.
      Just 'cause he mentioned Billy B, that could be anybody, it don't mean he was talk'n bout the Billy Bob....BB for short. I don't think he was talk'n bout me.

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  2. Cheese goes on a hamburger to become a cheeseburger. Same as a water heater makes hot water, hot water heater doesn't need heat, it's already hot.
    picky, no, find it amusing. Saw a facilities mechanic add a line to a compressor outlet valve without letting all pressure out first, luckily it was only a 1/2 inch valve, the hear from the joint he was making transferred past the valve and caused the joint ahead of the valve to come apart, blew the whole valve off.
    Mickey

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    1. Ha ha Mickey, but I beg to differ with ya. Ya see, I was over in a little town in Arizona an' right across the street was a burger joint. You had a choice of a hamburger, or you had the choice of a cheeseburger. An' accord'n to the sign, you could get that cheeseburger.with cheese.
      Will see if'n I can find the photo an' post it tomorrow.

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  3. I like cheese burgers and I also like cheese burgers made out of ground turkey.

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    1. I'm not a cheeseburger person Dizzy. With a cheeseburger, ya gotta take all the good stuff off....you know, lettuce, maters, pickles an' onions. Now you could always toss a slab of cheese on a hamburger an' call it a cheeseburger....but it ain't. The cheese is only a added condiment.

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  4. I like hamburgers your way, BB. Dang, if I was driving your way instead of a few hundred miles north, I'd stop by for a burger. Ya make me hungry for a hamburger!

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    1. Oh shoot Gypsy, you would just love my hamburgers....if'n you can git yer mouth open wide enough. You DO like juices run'n down yer chin don't ya?

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  5. I once got three stitches put in my left thumb cause I was being nice to my baby sister and got her a drink out of the car. Them old 60 Buick's passenger doors were fitted tight to the frame!

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    1. Ouch Judy!!! You just HAD to mention "fingers in door" didn't ya? I been there, but I ain't never drawed no blood do'n it.

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  6. If you put cheese on a hamburger, then its now a cheese burger. Either way I like my cheeseburger without cheese so then it would be a hamburger would it not?
    But then I like making my hamburgers out of ground turkey, they pretty good too. They Turkey burgers, not Turkey cheeseburgers.
    No matter cook it on your Weber Q all is good.

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  7. don't know why my comment posted up yonder - I deleted it.

    Gosh, reading this and all comments takes me on a Hungry Hunt. I love hamburgers! Not with cheese though.

    It's practically a miracle we live through childhood with all the scrapes, breaks and bruises we sometimes get. My brother was and still is "Accident Prone". Poor guy; if he has it, it's been broken or damaged. First time big accident @ age five, he sucked carpet tacks into his lung! Early on, he was learning how to work hard, do important stuff with his daddy. Hmm

    Ah, it's good we get to keep our memories; else life would be thin and constricted. Take care, Billy Bob, try to have NO accidents.

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  8. At our Sonic now, you can't get a hamburger, you have to get a cheeseburger, cut cheese. There's no such thing as a hamburger joint, lol.

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    1. Hermit's Baby SisApril 6, 2015 at 7:41 AM

      And at our Sonic, Trouble, just try getting a full size burger with only one meat - can't be done! They'll put 2 even if you ask for just one. Easier to just get a jr size, and ask for 1 meat. They'll do that. Go figure ...

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