Jus Sayin 1230


Okay, all you hyped up middle aged overachievers who always had their homework in on time … Which planet is E.T. from? (I Googled it and they said .. You Again … Go Away!)  Recently NASA shot off a rocket to space, achieving an altitude of 38,000 miles above the earth, some 15 times higher than the current orbit of the Space Station.

The question begs an answer … Why?

We have all of these theories but no clear cut defined reasons for what it we are doing.  I like the one theory that a rogue planet named Nibiru, or “Planet X” is hidden behind the sun and will emerge and collide with Earth later this year. Here is another one you can file along with the Easter Bunny, Santa Claus and UFO’s.

Can you imagine the tan lines you would have if you spent all of your time hiding behind the sun?


Perhaps it is time for us, to just think about moving to another planet altogether.  We cannot seem to live in peace and harmony on this one, we have done so much ecological damage to it now, it most likely cannot survive. Might be time to colonize Mars.  (This is where you should insert the folks on Jupiter and Saturn are most likely saying … Uh oh, there goes the neighborhood) I personally do not understand it, we shoot up rockets into space unmanned just to prove we can, and at the same time deny a Vet. his bsic rights and treatment at the V.A..

In other words, “Houston, we have a problem.”

By the way … NASA dismissed Nibiru as an internet hoax.  Now Roswell, NM and Area 51, just for the record are true.  My neighbor told me that. He is the guy you often see in the summertime in his backyard riding his little John Deere lawn tractor with the Alum-tin-foil hat.


One more day and this sucker will be history, stick a fork in it, because it is done. 2014 was a real butt kicker for this Cowboy, I hope to saddle up something a little more friendly in the coming New Year.

Happy Trails ….. 

Jus sayin

2013 – Here we go.


Like everyone else who makes the mistake of getting older, I begin each day with coffee and the obituaries.  So I guess I will have to make a concentrated effort to do something different in my life these days.  The coffee is good this morning, I am savoring it and reading the latest offering on the bus boards, where one person is trying to trade two guitars for a bus, this is one reason I am giving up reading bus boards this year.

I am going to drop them and stick with the obits (which I often find more interesting).

It has also been mentioned here lately that I could be complaining too much, so I am going to try and change that part of my life that has become so unsavory here of late.  Lord knows, it is often not easy being me, but something just drives me to keep on pluggin’ away and making the best of it I can.  So I keep on chopping and watch where it is the chips may fly.

Often change is hard to embrace, but we need to try.


In the past I have written about the things in my life that effect me negatively, but today it is going to be different.  I am going to try and be upbeat about it all.  (Often I have been known to write with a somewhat remorseful tone or sorrowful attitude in salute to the dog days of my life … What other optimistic and positive folks call The Golden Years)


Here are a few more tid-bits to take with you in 2013:

Don’t lurk around web sites where people comment about your work unless you’re drunk. Don’t use emoticons. You’re too old to communicate like a twelve-year old girl. Don’t forget that you are the product of a culture that went stark raving mad about ten thousand years ago. Adjust your thinking accordingly.

Don’t answer Bus Board or Internet critics questions about the state of your equipment or website.  It’s a trap.   Don’t eat anything bigger than your head. True in the sixties, true today.   Don’t believe that crap that you’re as young as you feel. Your feelings lie.  Any chance you get to watch the Electric Horseman or Lawrence Of Arabia … Go for it. 

Don’t eat at a place named Mom’s.  Don’t hug men while shaking their hand. Enough already with that. The shake/hug (hug?) is probably something Roman guys did when their empire was in decline.  Don’t buy underwear at Garage Sales …

Wow!  2013, I never in my wildest dreams imagined this number … Sixty-five years old, roughly twice as old as my bus. Ironic, isn’t it?  Incidentally, my bus is, most likely in better shape, as it has had regularly scheduled maintenance during its lifetime.

Not long ago, I met an old tymer (sp.), now this guy was OLD (94) and I was amazed at some of the things that he had seen and experienced in his lifetime.  My life pales in comparison.  Soon I will be just like him I am afraid, starting all of my sentences with “back when I was a kid, or back in the day or I remember when.

 Which is of course … A dead give away.

 Happy New Year …

Belle Of The Carnival puts it in perspective here very nicely.


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It’s About Time …

“As long as you continue to drink upstream from the rest of the herd, I see no way where it can hurt you.”

Welcome to Creative Endeavors, The Home of BoxcarOkie.com.  Boxcarokie.com came about because they wanted $2,500 to register Creative Endeavors as a domain name, which did not happen for obvious reasons.  This page and this website is being maintained and written by Don Smith (Boxcarokie), and it comes to you from Western Oklahoma, U.S.A.   It was first established in March of 2008.  Tomorrow we embark on our fifth consecutive year of not being Freshed Pressed but hanging in there just to spite it all.

So if you are here visiting us for the first time, here is what we are about.

Most people who visit this website do so deliberately, but others stumble across it while searching the Internet for esoteric topics. Noting from time to time, people are always looking for high numbers, how many hits, who is where and total residents on board. It seems to me that the quality of the posts is what brings them in, not the population that resides, that kind of thing.

Some bloggers or writers are looking for ways to attract more people to a site, when they ought to be cultivating interesting people who will “add to it” sort of like that Hollywood adage … “If you build it, they will come” idea. At least that is my take on some of this. At times we have had our fair share of interesting people to comment on the site and add to the mix.

From a personal standpoint I feel that comments are great and most welcome, they are for the most part, what makes it interesting to me.

Unfortunately if you are a regular reader of this site, in my often off the wall style or loopy way, I can discourage comments. I will sit down and write that I believe my parrot is a direct descendant of Satan or an emissary from hell, and most people (in their right mind) wouldn’t dare to comment on something that bizarre.

So I understand.  Like I said before, more than likely this site will never see WordPress.com up and coming fastest growing blog fame or any other prominent recognition and that is okay. We like being #2 it makes us try harder.

In the future Creative Endeavors will stay basically as it is. A fun place, warm and welcome, and we hope that you will tell others about it or comment from time to time.  Some people I suppose actually miss a site where everyone is flaming each other, where the flow of material is coarse, rude and full of hate speech. Swing a dead-cat in any direction on the net, and you can certainly find a lot of mean spirited sites these days.

 Creative Endeavors will never be that way.

Be advised, this doesn’t mean we will allow you to come in here in the comment section and beat up on us or exhibit your particular brand of unsocial behavior.  This is simply not going to happen.  You will be sent to comment oblivion before you know what hit you.

Beats me why people seek out activity like that, it is a unsettling, sign of the times I suppose. So if content is not an issue with you and you have a little time to spare, drop by and stay awhile. Sift thru all of it, pick out what it is that you can use, and throw the rest of it away.  If you want to take some of it home with you that is okay too, we would however, appreciate a link back.

Seems only fair.

Thanks for droppin’ by.  Come on back when you can find the time, 2013 should be an interesting year and we are optimistic to the point of …. well, y’know?  After what 2012 gave us, it naturally has to be a whole lot better.  If you are the least bit curious about this site, you can view our 2012 Annual Report Here.



Old Man Time


Here we go, third day of a New Year, absolute resolutions.  Here is number one:  “I need all of you to stop sending me these “make seventeen copies of this” and then pass it on for good health and riches stuff.  It doesn’t seem to be working.

Here is another thing we need to stop, or I need to stop.

All these new years resolutions.

I suppose that is what everyone is talking about in the blogging community this morning.  I have not surfed around as of yet, so I am not up to speed.  Personally I feel they are a waste of time, and for the most part, do not serve any purpose other than frustration.

Don’t get me wrong.

I am going to try and do a lot of things different this year, I don’t know if that is a resolution or not, really don’t see it that way myself.  Just making what I consider some changes in my life, trying to do something I think might work.

For instance:  This is the year to seriously consider taking more naps.  Naps make you smarter.  It allows you to reboot your brain, clears your short term memory and makes room for new information (yeah, like I needed that).  When your email inbox in your between-your-ears-high-ground-campus is full you are not going to receive any more mail.

All these so-called E-mail Good luck charms and potions, magic solutions give you an advantage if you believe they work.  I understand that people who carry a lucky charm set higher goals and feel more confident than those who leave their rabbits foot at home.  But really guys, we all know that confidence … not magic is what makes the difference in life.

A good massage boosts your immune system, and lowers the levels of the hormones, which causes stress.  Massage also produces an increase in the “love hormone” oxytocin, which makes people feel pleasantly high. It has been awhile since I was pleasantly high on anything, so I am open for a new experience.  I used to get a charge out of life but here lately, it has been so long for me personally, that I flat out forgot where to hook up the jumper cables.

Now I often do get a kick out of some of this stuff you send, it makes me laugh, and I believe that is a good thing.

Laughing lowers your blood pressure, increases your appetite, a lot of good things come from laughter.  You ever notice little children, how much they laugh?  They laugh for nothing other than the sheer joy of laughing.  I need to remember how to recover some of that joy in my life in this upcoming New Year.

Dreaming seems to improve my outlook on life, might try some more of that, which is going to be kind of difficult, I mean who ever heard of someone controlling subconscious dreaming?  It is possible to some extent to do this during the waking hours of the day.  This morning I am day dreaming again.  The eastern sky is turning crimson and dawn is cracking in the heartland. I am getting somewhat better at this stuff, haven’t exactly mastered it, but I am making inroads into my peace-of-mind exercises. It takes my mind off the day to day grind so familiar to life, and two-dollar ninety-nine a gallon motor fuel.

Sitting here staring out the front window of my shop office, no plans, no ambitions, shut down.  Really would like to be in Florida right now or the Black Hills this summer, it would be a great day to be just about anywhere — anywhere but here.

To be where the weather report didn’t contain the words “storm warning” and the view never seemed redundant or stale.

My mind quickly travels back in time, to grade school and my youth, and how I used to spend an inordinate amount of time at the pencil sharper, grinding away, staring out the window at the nice day and dreaming of better things.

Now some sixty years later, I am back at that proverbial spot (in my mind) and I am still the impossible dreamer, the hopeless romantic.  This morning Old Man Time finds me here.

Facing but one more New Year … I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Life is good


Out With The Old … In With The New

Titles are often a hard part of blogging, what do you call something, that is just barely a whisper in your mind?  Things are slowly returning to normal, on this, the last day of 2010.  I see the most popular post is once again, “Bikini’s Why Men Are Pigs” is #1, which really blows me away.  Why this one little post is so important, so popular, amazes me.

I read in the paper this morning that some idiot is suing WalMart for hitting a light pole in the parking lot.  Hard to believe, but he is claiming that WalMart put it there as a hazard and it is causing him untold grief, blah-blah, yadda-yadda.  You know these people who tie up the court systems with these blatantly frivolous lawsuits ought to have to pay a price for inconveniencing the rest of us.

Let say if you bring suit on a frivolous issue and the court, the judge or the jury decides it is a no brainer and throws it out, then you “automatically” should have to serve sixty days in the county jail.  That would stop a lot of this non-sense.

I am sitting in the cafe this morning writing this on my laptop and the din is terrible.  Even though I am tucked back into the farthest corner of the place, I can almost hardly hear myself think as my mother used to put it.  It is not a noise of people celebrating the holiday or the beginning of the day, it is the noise of a foreign language being spoken.  Here lately no matter where it is that I go, I cannot seem to escape it.

Let’s face it, if you are not fluent in any language other than English, then all of this in the background, breaks down to noise, nothing else.

Most likely it will get worse before it gets better, we have it seems, turned over the keys to our house to the invaders and they are outnumbering us about three to one.  Just this week I came across a blog that had a poster on it that said, “Get rid of the I word” that word being illegal.

Immigrant is an “I” word, and this year, 55,000 to 60,000 new people will be allowed into the United States “legally.”  It is even being suggested now in some circles, that those of us who are only proficient in English would benefit by learning a second language (Spanish).  No one blends in anymore, we are no longer the “melting pot” nation.  These days if you come to America, you do your best to make it a satellite of the place you recently left.  And to make matters worse, our elected officials make it easier to do this year by year.

You can however take solace in the fact that you are not alone.  Canada our neighbor to the north is paying the price for a huge flaw in their immigration policies.  That’s due to generous support for family reunification, the country is now being overrun by immigrants who’t can’t speak English or French.

Anyone who marries a Canadian can get in.  As a result, a scandalous spousal industry” has sprung up, enticing desperate Pakistanis or Somalis to pay their entire fortunes in dowry money to get their children into Canada.

After the kids get in, then the aged parents are then brought to Canada “ not because of family concerns, but because the parents will collect old-age pensions.  The United States has a similar policy, if you are illegal, but your child being born here is legal, when the child reaches the age of 18, then you are automatically legal.

Much like the United sates, the courts, hospitals, and social services in Canada now struggle to meet the needs or accommodate the new arrivals.  Perhaps we can all learn from those people down under, the Australians.

Australia, which has a strict English proficiency requirement for all immigrants and doesn’t automatically let in a citizen entire extended family.  Australia “tells immigrants that if they miss their elderly parents, they should buy a plane ticket home.

Now that sounds pretty harsh I have to admit.  But without language skills, an immigrant is cut off from mainstream society.  Which is not a great way to live, whether it be here at home in the States or Canada.  By accommodating them instead of “educating them” we are not only crippling them, but we are doing the same to the United States too.

Have a Safe and Sane New Year … See you on Monday.


Rounding Out The Last Of It


Found myself sitting around most of this day watching Beach Video’s on cable.  I like the “eye candy” and there is the added “suspense factor” that they interject into the segments.  Will Bobby be found by his mother before 28 minutes after the hour, when the commercials are scheduled to run. By the way, “they always find the missing tyke and he/she is reunited with his/her mother.”

Most of the time it is a lost little boy and I don’t know why it is that way but it is.

End of the year wrapping up here in the Heart Land, time to start considering what it is that we are going to try and do different in this New Year. Which country we will invade in the name of Democracy, where we will park the new aircraft carrier named after the president when it comes out of the shipyard.  My old Carrier is slated to be sunk and made into an artificial reef somewhere off the east coast.  I wonder in the New Year … Whether or not Bed, Bath & Beyond will have a sale in January or even still be in business by say … July?

Mostly I wonder if I will ever shell out $8.50 a pop to see another Adam Sandler movie, which is highly doubtful.  Not big on resolutions, but here is one that I could make and keep, without any problems whatsoever.  I could make an honest effort at being a much milder, congenial person ….. Naw, screw that, why would I want to tear down this wonderful reputation that I have spent years building in one day?

One thing I have settled in on for sure, is managing my email account a lot better than I did this past year, it has been for lack of a better word rather pathetic.  A chaotic mess of this and that, I hope in the New Year to organize it better and stay on top of it.   So there are a few things I wish to change, and most likely will.  I suppose we all have a little bit of the “hopeless dreamer” in us all, and we swear up and down, we will fix things.

All those pesky bothersome things that usually do not get fixed.

This is the time of the year when some of us naturally start thinking of last minute giving, beating the tax deadline of the 31st of the month and find something that can not only benefit us financially but also give you a jump on those pesky New Years Resolutions that the majority of us make, but never seem to keep.  Fortunately for Cup Cake and I, years ago we started out with virtually nothing, and somehow, we have managed to keep it all intact.  We won’t be giving anything more than we have already, we just don’t have it.

No big night out on the town either, we will stay inside our warm abode, close to each other, huddled in the dark listening to the gunshots in the neighborhood.  I remember one New Year in particular, we were in Las Vegas, and when the appointed time came, everyone was kissing everyone else, it was nice, and I have to admit, “kind of hot” until the wife looked at me and declared, “You kiss one more woman, and you will NOT be having a good year, you understand?”

In the movies, the hero always gets a last cigarette, a last request, just about anything that he requests, is granted.  Not here.  I get the final warning and not so much as a blindfold.  And of course …. “Before I kill you, there is ONE THING I want you to know.” So much for good times on Fremont Street and lip-locking with beautiful females of the opposite sex.

Ah, the once a year “I am gonna become a better person” syndrome (which in my case is HIGHLY doubtful) has arrived and it is time to re-arrange our lifestyles, our priorities and take charge of what is left of our lives. Nothing like killing two birds with one stone.


What Men Bake For The Holidays

Think I will go make some cookies, get my mind off of all this.


Winding Down


What is that television soap, oh yeah, “Days Of Our Lives.“  where the hourglass of time has the sand slowly flowing thru and they wax poetic with some kind of phrase or something like that?  I don’t have one sorry … Just trying like the rest of you to find a way to hardwire myself for what is coming down the pike in the New Year.  As usual, I have a few observations.

Here is the shortlist of what I do not want to hear in 2011.

Al Qaida — Any word ending with “z” — Taliban — Pakistan — Ubekistan — Gay Man — Guaranteed — Guaranteed unconditionally — Money back guarantee — Not covered by warranty — Xtreme — Has some side effects — Diarrhea — Rich & Beefy flavor — New & Improved — I have a headache — refresh your browser — Check settings — invalid password — War on Anything — Maxi or Super Flo — Madonna — Britney — Anne Heche — Jared Fogle — Jerry Springer — Rush — Her-Raldo! — Security Level Yellow/Red — Trim anything — Rake anything — Live, Local, Late Breaking — Chopper 4,5,9 — Cheap insurance.

Buzz words or phrases I do not want to hear in the New Year:

STATE HEALTH CARE — Tax Relief to the lower income folks — Preparation H — I am so not into that! — Lie, whatever? — Not! — Don’t go there — Talk to the hand — Get Over It — Totally Awesome — Especially “totally” awesomeness! — Hello, you have been picked at random — It happens — take out the trash — No payments until 2012 — otherwise the terrorists win — Wall Street — Plumber Joe — Bail Out — Good For The Country — you go girl! — Your order has been misplaced — Reality Show — FOX anything — Been there, done that, got the T-shirt — My car is making this funny kachuga-kachuga sound — Win/win situation —  Sarah anything.

America is truly standing on the threshold of greatness, there are challenges here that can either get us back on track or destroy us, the choice is up to us.  We need to stay focused and be resolute in our actions, we need to change the way things are done in this country, and we need to do it now.

One year, two years, hell I don’t know how many years?   I just know what we are seeing NOW  isn’t going to “get ‘er done” as Larry The Cable Guy sez …. But it can be a positive step in the right direction.

I best wrap this up before the wordpress.com word police or some other jackbooted entity shows up to lock me down.  So there you go, your own personal philosophy for 2011.  Sift thru it, save what is worthy, and toss the rest.

Think about it.

Life is just another beautiful buffet, and you get only one trip thru the line, only one plate.  And there is never, ever, any room on the plate for green jello — remember that.  If everything is under control, then you are moving way too slow.  No one ever followed a park car.  Get busy, change your world and at the same time, help someone else around you.

TWO-THOUSAND-AND-ELEVEN?  What is coming down the pike for you and I?  Who knows.   I am gonna keep choppin’ and watch where those chips fly!  One more New Year on the horizon, and this one is gonna be a doozy.

Winter time giving you the blues?  If perhaps nothing here rows your boat, and it did not lift your spirits, I have one more bullet left in the chamber, but I am saving that one for myself.

I am outta here (have been for a long, long time).  Four more days until The New Year, bought your calendar with the cute little puppies?

Check Please.


The Daily Weenie Report

Hey guys, you are doing great, if you have not looked at the counter lately, take a gander at the numbers, over 915,000 we are going to hit the goal of 1 million visitors this month, a full two months early. This is a lofty accomplishment we have done, can anyone point out a webpage that has exceeded a million hits in ten months, I doubt it.

This is why I say this is one of the fastest growing blogs on wordpress.com, because like it or not, it is.  Thanks for passing the address around troops, it has surely made a difference.

My wife says I ought to “sugar coat this every now and then” which would be fine, but it would also be lying.  Running fast and loose with the truth is not always successful and often will end up coming back to bite you in the end.

Excess is relative, and inveterate liars often find it hard to understand why others object to a bit of embroidery.  And in this view I sympathize a little, for what blogger would refuse to stretch a point here, fill a gap there, round a corner in the another place, if that were needed to make a true story better?

Which brings me to the point my wife of many years is constantly trying to make.  She always says to me “You take a little story, and then you make it much BIGGER.

Which is not necessarily true, “What I do Is embellish in order to clarify” there is a distinct difference.

I am myself, in most things, as honest as I can conveniently be, and when I tell you a true story as I have already, and will do frequently in the future, I will do my level best to tell it as accurately as I can.  Now on the other hand, you have some who will kind of round it all off, stretch it a little bit favorably in their direction or just outright lie.

They are called elected officials “Democrats and Republicans” boys & girls.

Please remember when you visit this site, one of the fastest growing blogs on the WordPress.com forum and the home of the Oprah Winfrey Couch Jumper Hopeful, that he will do his level best to enhance the good life in America for the benefit of others.  Never try to take away from them.  And at the same time, he doesn’t have all the answers, most of the time, he has even forgotten the questions.

But our resolve is strong, our goals are real.

It is our profound hope that we can help you in any matter that is bothering you and that we can at the same time point out to you in this, a totally New Year, that you are the answer to the dilemmas in your life.  You are the answer to God’s expectations in your life.  You are the answer to that which is required of you in this plan.

Not Creative Endeavors … Not Mr. Obama … None of those count.

We, as a race of people, have no valid excuse to be a failure before God or men.  We have to start doing what we know is the right thing, and we need to adhere to the rules of life that we are supposed to know at this juncture in time.  It is time to stop waiting on others to get it together, we are the answer, it is our duty to tell those who do not understand, our problems, our concerns, fears and anxieties, the truth regardless if they want to hear it or not.

Like I have pointed out …

We are the answer, they work for us, from Mr. Obama all the way down.

Bush is gone, or soon to be, and we will not have him to kick around anymore.  If we keep doing what we have been doing, then it is fairly safe to assume, we are going to get more of what we didn’t want to have in the first place.

If you want to experience peace, tranquility, security in this New Year, then it is up to you to start doing things better.  Pick up a telephone or write a letter (95% of them have email now).

To know what is right and not to do it, is the worst cowardice.


Outside the box


Two-Thousand and Nine

I never thought I would live this long, yet alone, be here to see it happen. It came like a thief in the night, and because I am an old geezer, I slept right thru it. So I now have my disposal, a completely new year (which is better than last year, all I got last year was less than nine months) to devote to the ever-evolving bastardization of the written and spoken language and cultural idolization of celebrities and politicians in America.

Yes, it is a tough job, but someone has to do it.

A totally New Year … I am as always over joyed. I can now make fun of people who use expressions such as “Aw, snap, son. Check ou the fine-ass sho-tee rockin’ all dat ice.” Which translates to: “Hello, my good sir. Take a gander at the beautiful woman wearing the expensive jewels.”

I can continue to cover the political scene as it unravels the fabric of American Society with such wonderful quotes as: “It’s time to put on the brakes and move ahead.” Iowa Democratic primary gubernatorial hopeful Michael Blouin, during a debate. Dan Quayle may be gone, but the fields are still ripe and the glean is good.

Believe it or not, you are currently reading one of the “fastest growing wordpress.com blogs” there are. And by the grace of Father Time and a paid up subscription to WordPress.com/Internet providers, we have been allowed 12 more months for our particular brand of insanity. Who says there isn’t a God? Now we can continue the practice of giving you all the latest statistic’s on the not so important things in life.

Stuff like: “According to a survey, 85% of men admit they surf the Internet wearing nothing but their underwear. 63% percent state that is how they lost their last job.” Or comments such as “Thanks to the Internet, I had my identity stolen a few months back, but I didn’t notify anyone about it, as the Cyber Criminals were spending less on my Credit Cards than my wife.

12 more months of giving you an alternative to the news. “Here are ten more things that are really going to upset you and p*** you off … film at eleven!” Live, Local, Late Breaking …. And it is not going to be good. The news in 2008 was so downright bad, it made me so paranoid, I actually installed a rear-view-blind-spot- mirror on my stationary bike.

If it were not for the comments section of Margaret & Helen I would have most likely went completely bonkers.

I just finished reading another email missive on the banking crisis and once again the news is dismal, very dire, and I find myself perplexed, and anxious.

New Year or not. I just wish it would all go away, I feel as if I am being sucked into it, I did not create this mess, I am not responsible for it, and I should not have to cope with it on a daily basis. That is how I feel about it.

A New Year to talk about the current state of things in the economy which always has me deeply concerned. I used to laugh and make fun of old age, saying things such as “Be kind to your kids, they are the one’s that pick out your Rest Home” and making light of it all. But it has gotten so damn bad in this country, now it is looking like “Hey, let’s drive Grandpa down the Interstate a ways, and leave him in the rest area.”

Not very encouraging any more y’know it.

It would be much better for me, my life in general that is, if I could just come in here early in the morning, sit down with my fresh cup of coffee and my little pile of banana chips, and write about having a nice day. But the well-known “Have A Nice Day” has just died off, it has been replaced with “Hope You Have A Good One?” — “Ýou don’t like the price. Go somewhere else.” – “You owe me two more pennies.” — or something like that.

Just like finding a good Home Depot or Star Bucks that is still open — There aren’t many nice days around anymore, face it.

Happy New Years … Here we go, 1 million hits by March 12th, 2009 … Tell all your friends, I have already told mine, all three of ’em.