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May 27, 2011

Live Free Or Die Hard

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Not much on television, so I am watching “Die Hard” with Bruce Willis, an old stand-by on a somewhat hum-drum Oklahoma Day and there is the scene where the cop is purchasing all of these Twinkies for “his pregnant wife” and he walks outside and stares up at the NakaTomiBuilding.

The sign on the immediate right reads, “Unleaded Regular 74.9 per gallon” ah, the good old days, eh?

Die Hard is a good movie, but I liked the one after that, “Return of the Titans” or something like that.  Denzel Washington, a man’s movie, football, the sixties.  Bag of Cheeto;s, diet soda, I am legally dead for the next two and one-half hours .. hire out an undocumented worker to take out the trash and leave me alone.

Boom Shaka-laka, Boom Shaka-laka, we are the Titans!  The mighty, mighty Titans!

A good movie.  Winners.  Upbeat stuff.  Most of us have never experienced the feeling of being on a “winning team” in life.  For the most parts, that is a special time only reserved for a select few.  I had a taste of it when I was in Boot Camp, I was in the First Color Company of the year, and we were good.  No, we were “better than good” we were “the” best.  Being on a winning team is truly a special feeling, it is a wonderful sensation, almost indescribable to a point, kind of like flying to Paris for breakfast on a LearJet, that would be close to it.

As I said … We were top drawer.  We were for the most parts the best.  We were unbeatable.

No one could hold a candle to us, we had every flag you could possibly have … And we had TWO OF THEM EACH.  We were the Super Bowl of companies in 1965.  That is possibly my only claim to fame.  So I know what it feels like to be a winner, I have been there, done that, got the T-shirt.  I can truthfully say … It sure feels good to be a winner.

Taking all this one step further, this possibly could be the reason I have a problem with all this Global Warming and Energy non-sense going around.  All this whining about our economy and how things are not getting better.  This idea of it not being real or the fact that we are somewhat powerless to do anything about it.

Most any person would quickly agree, that is not a winner’s attitude.

Why is it we cannot deliver a bottle of water to some poor soul standing on the roof of his flooded house in time of emergency or rebuild a city that was knocked down to its proverbial knees by an act of nature.  When did we seemingly overnight become a nation of whiners and complainers, incapable of solving even the simplest of problems for our country and our citizens?

Not long ago I watched in awe as the Japanese people lined up for the basic necessities in life, politely, quietly, with composure and respect.  We could learn a lot from the Japanese people about courtesy, patience and dignity.

When did we become this “I cannot do it state” or this “can’t do society?”

There was a time in this country, that we could face any challenge put before us with strength, national resolve, and we would rise to any challenge presented to us.  When you look back, we have solved some pretty hefty problems domestically; we have taken more than one tyrant to task, and kicked some tail.  We put men on the moon, we have sent instruments of exploration into deep space, we have overcome great diversity in racism and civil rights violations.

There is only one thing permanent in America any more and that is change.

We had best change and do it soon, or it is the final chapter in our history.  You want to put up a wind turbine in my backyard?  If that is what it takes, then I am onboard.  Same with refineries or solar collecting grids, screw the view, I want to be cool when it is hot outside, if that is what it takes, bring it on.

Boom Shaka-laka,Boom Shaka-laka, we are the Titans!  The mighty, mighty Titans!

Nice thought, but in today’s society, not very realistic.  It is time to suit up for another game America … To get back on the winning side of life.  THOUGHT FOR THE DAY:  “No one has ever gotten laid by wearing pins on their lapel with funny sayings.  No one ever got very far following a parked car Mr. Obama.”  Some of us are getting tired of taking it in the shorts, week after week, where is the change that was promised.

Have a great Memorial Day weekend, take time to remember all the brave men who died so that you might enjoy the freedoms that you have today.

OOO

January 6, 2011

Second Time Around

Filed under: humor,Oklahoma — ldsrr91 @ 4:57 AM
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Everyone must be out of town, or something.  Visitors to the blog seem to be down and I don’t know why.  On some days, you step back take a long hard look at it and then you think. You know what … I really don’t care. I know in my heart and the core of my being that Creative Endeavors is working, it lifts a spirit every now and then.  Perhaps it helps in maybe the smallest of ways, it does something in this world that is positive and good, and that is fine with me. It is slowly and surely setting records, achieving the goals that I set in the beginning, so I like the time spent here, it seems to be productive and positive.  I shall continue and wait for the readers to come back.

I only have one shot at this, so I do my best to make it count.

Which often makes me wonder, ” In your or in my next life, what would we do differently, if we had it all to do over what would be different from what I have now.”  I don’t know. If we could change something what do you suppose it would be?  I hug the coffee cup in my hands, it warms my soul, and I consider my options.

Here are some of my conclusions.  In my next life … My legions of terror will have helmets with clear Plexiglas visors, not face-concealing ones. All the ventilation ducts will be too small to crawl thru. My noble half-brother whose throne I usurped will be killed, not kept anonymously imprisoned in a forgotten dungeon somewhere on level seven.

I have determined in my next life, that just shooting my enemies is really too good for them. That the artifact that is the source of my power will not be kept on the Mountain of Despair beyond the River of Fire guarded by the Dragons of Eternity. It will be instead kept where it is handy, easy to get to in times of crisis, a place like my savings deposit box.

I will not in my next life, gloat over my enemies’ predicament before killing them. When the rebel leader challenges me to fight one-on-one and asks, “Are you afraid without your armies to back you up?” My reply will be, “No — Thank you very much (always the gentleman, I will not be brave, just sensible)

And when I have successfully defeated and captured my adversary and he says to me, “Look, before you kill me, will you at least tell me what this is all about?”

I’ll shoot him and then say, “No.”

In my next life, after I kidnap the beautiful princess, with a seductive smile and nice ta-tahs, we will be married immediately at a quiet civil ceremony, not a lavish spectacle in three weeks time during which the final phase of my plan will be carried out.

In my next life I will also never order or include any kind of self-destruct mechanism unless it is absolutely necessary. If it is necessary, it will not be a large red button labeled.— “Danger. Do Not Push.”

I will not order my lieutenants to kill the infant who is destined to overthrow me — I will do it myself. I will not interrogate my enemies in the inner sanctum — a small hotel well outside my borders will suffice just fine. I will be at all time secure in my identity and my superiority. Therefore, I will feel no need to prove it by leaving clues in the form of riddles or leaving my weaker enemies alive to show that they pose no threat to evil.

In my next life I will not waste time making my enemies death look like an accident. I am not accountable to anyone and my other enemies would not believe it anyway. I will make it clear that I do know the meaning of the word “mercy.” I simply will not choose to show it to any of them. In the interest of the public, all of my enemies will be cremated not left for dead at the bottom of the cliff. The announcement of their deaths, as well as any accompanying celebration, will be deferred until after the aforementioned disposal.

My undercover agents will not have tattoos identifying them as members of my organization. They will not be required to wear military boots or adhere to any other dress code, or don’t ask, don’t tell regime of thought.

The hero is not entitled to a “last kiss, a last cigarette, or any other form of last request.”

We will never employ any device with a digital countdown. If I find that such a device is absolutely unavoidable, I will set it to activate when the counter reaches 117 and the hero is just putting his plan into action will be foiled. We will design all doomsday machines ourselves and if necessary we will hire a mad scientist to assist us, or at least consult with Al Gore beforehand.

These weapons will be known as “WMD” and will be mostly in the background or just plain made up and not real – the Rummsfield Rove Compact implied threat principle.

Much like the current administration in charge right now, I will never employ people as advisers, nor will I occasionally listen to their advice. I will not allow any one commercial by William Shatner or a re-run of the Survivor Series in my new life.  Most likely I will be voted off the island first.

And most importantly, in the future. In my next life … “I will try and finish High School so I can make my little blog even better in the future.” If by perhaps chance or circumstance “something worthwhile or important happens between now and then” I will try to make note of it and write it down.

OOO

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December 8, 2010

D.W.A.B.I.

Filed under: Oklahoma,Recent — ldsrr91 @ 4:40 AM
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D.W.A.B.I.

(Don’t Worry About It)

The first three blogs I read this morning were depressing dirge’s of self pity and loathing.  It made me think, “Where is the joy in all of this?  Why can’t you find something to be happy about?” but it was not to be found.  Seems like such a waste of time and energy to sit down and write down each and every single thing in life that pisses you off.  And then to throw even more salt into an already open wound, you feel compelled to share it with complete strangers!  (Thank you facebook, twitter, Oprah & Dr. Phil)

Maybe it is just me.  A hopeless romantic, who is constantly searching for the rainbow in life.

I started off the morning with a good hot shower, you know a lot of people in this world, do not have hot water.  A great many of them don’t have potable water to drink, carrying it four or five miles in a contaminated bucket.  No hot shower for them this day.

Even during hard times, we still have it better than a lot of folks.  I flip on a switch and the lites come on, and they STAY ON not like some countries where it is only there a few hours per day.  In those countries their garbage sits on the front stoop waiting on someone to pick it up, someone incidentally, that never seems to come.

As a lot of you already know, and my Dr. has made it painfully aware, I have food issues.  But regardless, I can walk into the kitchen and make a sandwich and I have not gone hungry since my divorce way back in the seventies.  I no longer have to look at my dog as a “food source” but find him a friend and/or companion in life.

So despite all the prognosticators and their less than rosy predictions, all bad vibes from random bloggers’, life is good, things are looking up (Gawd Bless CBS-NBC-ABC … every now and then Fox)  I no longer pine for the “good old days” and my slice of the American Dream is in the government kitchen.  I am told they are bringing it right out.  These political chef’s promise me this, about 500 times a night, with their incessant commercials.

Only thing that has changed is I have a different cook now, new crew in the kitchen, but it is the same old gruel.  One of the constants in my life is the fact that I can always trust the government to disappoint me consistently.  So there it is … for what it is worth.  A new month and I still have enough money left over for a half a tank of fuel for my 12 year old car.

What do I have to complain about.  I mean …. Think about it …. What could be better than that?

So dear friends, don’t fall for this “Love is a warm puppy stuff” coming out of Washington DC these days, it is not true.  Love is watching television at your girlfriends house during a power failure, don’t be fooled.  All the worrying and lamenting about the rotten deal you have is not going to change one thing … What is coming will still roll over you like a steam-roller, so why worry about it?

OOO


Cartoon courtesy of American Progress

December 3, 2010

Between A Rock And A Hard Place

Filed under: Oklahoma,politics,random — ldsrr91 @ 6:36 AM
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As a small lad I found that Gun Boat Diplomacy, American Doctrine, the Foreign Policy, as it was explained to me just did not make sense.  I remember one day talking to my father about it and his only explanation was this.  “Listen son, as long as there is a rock here, and a rock there, we will have idiots that will fight over them.”

Now I must admit, that at the time, that just did not make a whole lot of sense to me.  Just like, “Eat all your vegetables, there are kids in China that are starving too death.” And I knew damn well, that my father had never in his life, been to China.

Maybe Watonga Oklahoma or Amarillo, Texas, but surely not Beijing.

Yesterday I read where Kentucky and Ohio are conducting a legal battle over a rock.  Yes I said a rock.  “Indian Head Rock” had jutted out of the Kentucky side of the Ohio River until some Ohioans uprooted the iconic 8-ton boulder and moved it to Ohio.  Kentucky sued, and has regained possession until the legal wrangling is resolved.  “We’ll keep it in a safe and secure place,” promised Kentucky officials.

See?  If you wait long enough, your chickens will come home to roost.

Took awhile, but I now understand the rock part of all this, unfortunately Gun Boat Diplomacy and all this Middle East garbage, still doesn’t make sense to me here.  Locked down in the Heartland … Middle America … But the rock, well, it finally happened.  Perhaps I will someday understand the part my Uncle Sam plays in all this, the diplomacy thing and all that, but the jury is still out on that one.

UNCLE SAM

Now that I am older, I more or less feel different
About what my Uncle Sam said, through the use of me
And my brief tenure in the U.S.Government.

Uncle Sam said, “Watch them.” Don’t you bend one inch
They are out to bury you with subtle subversion
and politics.

Uncle Sam said, “I want you to serve” My every wish, shall be your command
So I carried a gun in my early youth working for my Uncle Sam.

I have a duty to my scarred and weary brothers
Who were raped in a land … far, far away
I have a duty and I have something to say.

My voice will ring out loud upon the land … I will stand up, I will be counted
Truly, I will be heard because, in a place called Viet Nam my brothers and I served working for my Uncle Sam

When I was young I carried a gun my Uncle Sam patted my strong back
He told me of the fine job my brothers and I had done, in a strange and foreign land

I know now that I have a duty to teach others of our mistakes
Regardless of what the politicians say
No matter how long it takes to effect a change.

Have a great weekend …

OOO

June 19, 2009

Summertime Weenies

Filed under: Oklahoma,Recent — ldsrr91 @ 4:22 AM
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Do good and they will screw you around anyway.

An Ohio man has been arrested and charged with disorderly conduct for mowing the grass in a neglected public park.  The man admitted he continued mowing the foot high grass in the park after park officials asked him to stop, but says that since budget cuts forced the city to scale back mowing operations, the park had become an eyesore.  “I was only trying to save the city some money” lamented the do-gooder now facing charges.

Religious Lip Service

A bad week for Rev. Alberto Cutie, the hunky Miami Beach celebrity priest was recently spotted on a beach smooching it up with a well-rounded, good looking, parishioner.  The Catholic Church however took a rather dim view of this and he was told he had to quit the church.  So with his girlfriend at his side, Alberto announced that he was quitting the church and becoming a Episcopalian, who will let him canoodle all he likes.  Where there is a will … there is a family squabble, no wait, that isn’t right.

Heating Up

global

Beginning to get hot here in the Heartland, summer it seems is in full swing, soon to be, triple digit heat and I suppose numerous news related articles on the heat and melt down of the polar ice caps.  Which adds to the mix because there doesn’t seem to be a lot of anything going on around here lately.  Oklahoma is like that, not a whole lot of anything “going down” is normal procedure or protocol, oh sure, every now and then a report of someone seeing Elvis sneaking into a port-a-potty with suitcase full of cheese burrito’s or something like that, but most of the time it is just quiet.

TOP SECRET

Now the federal government is different, always some “news” about the govt.  Recently they mistakenly posted on the Internet a “highly confidential” 266-page report on the nations nuclear plants, weapons labs, and nuclear-storage sites, with specific locations and details on what can be found there.  Nothing like making it easy for those folks who are not so fond of us, to find what it is they need to put us away.

Find your Happy Place.

Remember all those old wacky episodes of Cheer’s when Frazier Crane would take all the nut jobs up in an airliner and help them with their respective phobias about flying?  And he would admonish them to “Find your happy place, get in your happy place,” turns out there are real issues here.

A man in New York recently began a month long odyssey in which he’ll take up to 12 airline flights per day to conquer is fear of flying.  He will be criss-crossing the country getting off only to switch flights, while following advice to “breathe, shut your eyes, and think tranquil thoughts.”  Takes all kinds to make a world I guess.

One more?  Okay I gnanked this one from True Blue Texan.

To Houston, in fact, where an unaccompanied 8-year-old girl was placed on the wrong Continental Airlines flight by staff. Meaning to go to Charlotte, she instead ended up in Fayetteville. And apparently the only way to fix the problem was to send her back to Houston and then on to Charlotte.

To make matters worse, Continental had a two fer that weekend on losing children. In Boston, a 10-year-old headed from Boston to Cleveland ended up in Newark, NJ. Maybe next time, the parents should write a big tag that gives the destination and flight number and pin it on their kiddo. Maybe this way more “miscommunication” will be avoided.  Read the entire story here.

While we are on the subject of New York?

The FBI just released a new crime statistic and they say that New York “is the lowest of the 25 cities in the country that they checked.”  They ranked New York City at 246 on a list of 261 with cities having more than 100,000 citizens.  Just barely beating out Oakland California, a city that is so dog-gone bad, so crime ridden and miserable that McDonalds is now selling a “Happy To Be Alive Meal.”

Multi-tasking on the run.

This has to be the loser of the week.  Mr. James Coleman of Bristol, U.K., who became a national laughing stock when he cracked his skull on a low lying branch while simultaneously jogging to work and tweeting on this BlackBerry.

“Hurts” Coleman tweeted when he got up off the ground.

“Forget how tall I am.”

Have A Great Weekend, we will see you on Monday.

OOO

“The cartoon courtesy of Center for American Progress” (online)

August 11, 2008

Out To Lunch

Filed under: Oklahoma,random,Recent,Uncategorized — ldsrr91 @ 4:42 PM
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Everywhere I turn, someone is wanting to drill this or drill that. No one seems to be listening, haven’t they heard the news, “We Cannot Drill Our Way Out Of This Mess.” McSame who reversed his opposition to drilling in June, said in Pennsylvania recently. “We have to drill here and drill now.” In order to meet rising energy needs, he also is calling for 45 new nuclear power plants by 2030 and investments in “cleaner coal.”

Where he got that one I dunno? Cleaner coal is one of our major problems, must have pulled that one right out of his ……. Well, never mind.

Obammer also reversed course and changed boats in midstream on drilling. He is now saying he would support some drilling as part of a larger compromise featuring $150 billion in alternative energy investments. He has also proposed a $1,000 energy rebate to families that would be funded by a windfall-profits tax on oil companies, that one is a real hoot there, regular side slapper that one is. Obammer voted just awhile back to “give the oil companies” tax breaks, now he wants to call them back.

The Book Of Obammer … He giveth and he taketh away. Blessed be the name of the Great Obammer.

He also reversed his position on tapping into the strategic oil reserve in Louisiana. Which is at best a reckless gamble, his reversal on drilling reeks of pandering, especially since all his recent rhetoric more or less points out that he doesn’t believe in it.

What we seem to have here is a bunch of people trying to cover the respective political hides, and not much more. Tell ‘em what they want to hear, not what they need. What a difference a few polls and a couple of days make.

Meanwhile, we keep giving these potentates, sheiks, mullahs and dictators who control the world’s oil reserves another $600 billion this year. They must be sitting back and just snickering like Dick Cheney at a Texas All You Can Eat Chicken Dinner Republican Fund Raiser.

Then there is Shorty, our resident West Texas Brush Popper who said … ‘I don’t see America having problems.’ This guy is so far out of the game, he doesn’t even know what inning it is.

This evening, NBC interrupted its Olympics coverage of women’s gymnastics for an interview with President Bush. Last week, Bush gave a speech and expressed “deep concerns” with china’s detention of political dissidents, human-rights advocates and religious activists.” Costas brought up this speech and asked about “America’s own problems.”

Bush of course, denied that America has any problems.

COSTAS: This past week, you restated America’s fundamental differences with China. But given China’s growing strength, and America’s own problems, realistically, how much leverage does the U.S. have here?

BUSH: First of all, I don’t see America having problems. I see America as a nation that is a world leader that has got great values.

Artificial intelligence is once again, no match for natural stupidity.

Both Al Gore and T. Boone Pickens have offered far more ambitious plans for breaking the country’s dangerous dependency on oil from hostile nations. But it appears, that once again, there is no one at home in Washington DC to receive the message.

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August 4, 2008

Hand in the Cookie Jar

Filed under: Oklahoma,random,Recent,Uncategorized — ldsrr91 @ 3:35 AM
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THOUGHT FOR THE DAY: “The shortest line at China Mart will invariably always have the slowest people.”

Let us suppose for the sake of the argument that it was possible to buy the highest office in the land. But wait you say, “this is not possible, we have laws against that.” Uh huh, sure. But let us suppose that you wanted to be hooked up and in the company of the truly powerful in this land, could you do it?

The answer is … Sure. Piece of cake.

If you make out the check as a contribution to build a “Presidential Library” your donation and your identity is safe. Donations to these secular shrines of our past Presidents are not governed by lobbying and elections laws and the donor’s names and the amounts of the contributions, can be kept secret.

Now you are saying, “don’t be silly, this could never happen in America.” We are after all, beyond all that.

Not so. The London Times showed where a recipe for “sleaze” invariably leads. The newspaper set up a meeting with a big-money Bush fund-raiser named Stephen Payne, convincing Payne that he was dealing with an exiled Kazakn politician who was seeking an “in” with the White House.

Payne told the Kazakh imposter that a meeting with Dick Cheney, Condoughlezza or other key officials was “possible” for a donation of “a couple of hundred thousand dollars” to Bush’s library. (Man, I didn’t even know the guy actually reads) Sounds like the perfect Bush – Cheney symbiosis to me and modern day Washington DC. Poor Newt, he has to actually write a book to get his end of it all.

Now of course you know what is coming next, dont’cha?

Administration officials deny that any access selling went on and this NEVER occurred. It appears that one of the boys got caught with his hand in the cookie jar, and now the official response is to deny, deny, deny. I buy into that … And if frogs had wings, they wouldn’t bump their butt when they hopped … UFO’ … And Santa Claus. Like the country singer sez … “I know one when I see one, and I am looking at one right now.”

Bill Clinton raised $20 million in secret pledges for his library, and doled out a pardon for fugitive Marc Rich after his ex-wife made a $450,000 donation. Now if any of this sounds outrageous to you, it is.

There ought to be a law. But there isn’t.

Some say there is a school of thought on the breakdown of Democracy in the Western World, it goes something like this: In ten years, if we don’t pull our act together, it’s not gonna be right or left wing. In ten years, if we don’t unify like every other mammary species that’s in trouble and form a herd, it isn’t gonna be conservative or liberal, it’s gonna be people outside the dome who cannot breathe and people inside the dome who can breathe, and us pounding on the dome with them waving at us like, goodbye stupid!

Yeah, it’s not right and left, it’s up and down, and the rich ones go in the dome. It’s a “domeocracy.” And all the 2008 love-ya-babe-call-me-on-the-cell-phone crap ain’t gonna mean very much when you’re on all fours trying to wrestle a Mars bar out of a rat’s mouth in an alley somewhere.

For all you movie buffs, it is Charlie Hesston and Soylent Green all over.

Oh I am so sorry, on Monday it is just so hard for me to be an optimist! It might be best that I stick to my lack of self esteem issues, and the problem with my incredibly flat feet. Get back to serious items, like will the new Toby Keith movie be a blockbuster or a dud?

Impotent stuff like thet, y’all.

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Washington, power brokers, Bush, bribery, democracy,

May 19, 2008

Lite Sleepers

Filed under: Oklahoma,Recent,Uncategorized — ldsrr91 @ 5:00 AM
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So what do we speak of this morning?  What is on the agenda for the day.  I go nowhere, I see no one, and I certainly have no plans to speak of, so what it is it that we shall talk about? 

 

Not much.

 

My world, which is now somewhat limited, isn’t all that interesting I am afraid to say.  I just eat, sleep, get up and sit on the porch, I find myself sleeping a great deal now, and I am not all that enthusiastic about anything.  I just have one thing on my mind, and that is “to pack up and leave” with no particular destination in mind.  Just to get out of here.

 

Long ago, I was sitting at a stoplight on my Harley, long hair and beard, Carson City Nevada, and this cop eyes me suspiciously and says, “Where are you goin?” and I said, “Anywhere but here man, anywhere but here.”  That is what kind of day I am having today … One of those.

 

 “In my solitude, you can almost feel my pain.”

 

Nailed to the floor and shut down. No more Harley’s in my days, that chapter of the book, has been closed. Adventure has been traded for”comfortable and secure.” Now it is comfort and age, CD player and a soft seat.  As the little woman is fond of saying … “If I cannot take my crock pot with me and plug it in somewhere, I am not going.” 

 

I miss not being able to take off in my old truck and put down some serious miles, I miss that a great deal.  The oil companies have changed my perspective on life totally, I no longer can live the way I was accustomed to, I suppose a lot of American’s are just that way too.  I do not believe I am alone in this at all, but it is something I surely miss, and I can relate to it as it happens. 

 

It is not all bad, there are the quiet times, the front porch and a good book to read, I cherish those.  Usually find myself regulated to a lawn chair, and soon even that will be a luxury I can ill afford, as the mercury on the thermometer goes up and the humidity increases.  It will become miserable, and the long hot summer will take its toll on even the simple pleasures of life. 

 

That is summertime in Oklahoma, and I know it is just around the corner.

 

Yesterday was nice, I kept thinking, “We ought to bottle this sucker up and keep it.”  That kind of nice.  A laid back kind of day, I found myself reading an article and it said, “that if you sleep less than six hours per night, or if you sleep MORE than nine hours per day” you are most likely going to be overweight.  Possibly obese in your later years.

 

Just doesn’t seem fair to me, “you are dammed if you do and dammed if you don’t.”

 

No middle ground in the article or the survey.  Might be the reason I hate survey’s, I dunno.  They had a health survey on MSN or something not long ago, it wasn’t govt. survey or anything, private. 

 

Being it was somewhat a slow day for me, and all my homework was done, the paper route complete, I took the thing.  It was on longevity and I honestly answered each and every question.  Having finished, I clicked the next button and it said …. “Find your cell phone, and a nice quiet place to sit.”

 

What’s that about? 

 

Another thing that bothers me, is they always start out with “a just released GOVERNMENT STUDY” has found that …. Blah, blah, yadda-yadda.  It is a known fact, that I am not a big supporter of Govt. anything around here, so naturally, I am going to be a bit skeptical.

 

This study also linked lite sleepers to smoking, less physical activity, and more alcohol use.  The study was performed on 87,000 people that they happened to find awake at the time. 

 

Apparently if you sleep too little or too much, you are possibly going to be a chain smoking, lazy half drunk, fat person.  Hmmmm, two out of three aint bad, how did you do?

 

So later on in the day, Mama sends me to the store for some supplies and vittles, our stock has again run low.  I am standing in Aisle #11 at the Super-Center (chips & dips) and I counted 14 lite sleepers and at least twice that many really BIG snoozers! 
 
Might be some truth to all this after all.

 

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