This is a public apology to my Friend Luis Chavez. Today’s topic on Creative Endeavors is Wake Up And Smell the Coffee, it is a piece on racism. It is serious in its intent and delivery, it is not to be considered either frivolous or amusing. You will find a link to it later on here.
It would be easy to fill up a courtroom with people who know of my sarcasm and cynical views, it would not take much to render a conviction and sentence in my case. Very few would testify to my Goodness, kindness, generosity and love. I am still working on that.
The sun has came back into our lives, and not a minute too soon for me. I get kind of creepy without my daily allotment of sunshine.
Parking crooked or being lop-sided
This bus meet sport involves “traversing environmental obstacles by not paying attention or rapidly and efficiently getting to the campground on time.” Still game?
Then consider this: You may have to swing wide, reposition repeatedly and borrow a longer dump hose when you get rid of the used groceries. Running over rocks, rubbing curbs, and mowing down other items, will get you bonus points. You can watch this on YouTube later on without hurting yourself or your bus.
One of the best things about life, is friendship. Good friends are the cornerstone of all relationships. I still remember and often communicate by telephone, email, my website, with friends that I have had since childhood.
The younger set have a word for it … BFF … Best Friends Forever. Continue reading
When a man’s thoughts turn to fancy and things upstairs, generally run amuck for a short period of time. Was over at the beanery the other day, the waitress there, wears shorts in the summer.
I was asking her when are they coming out this year, I would like to book a table.
A big portion of my life was spent riding the rails, so railroaders come to mind quickly. Crazy bunch of guys.
Tommy B. Lemmer was a guy I worked with on the Santa Fe Railroad. Knowing full well that there are some six billion people on this planet, I will shamelessly declare that, “Tommy was unique. He was one of a kind. He was my friend.” I have not spoken with him in years, don’t even know how to get ahold of him, but he can still make me smile. Continue reading