Bus Stuff: Go Ahead Make My Day …. Father time and my vices seem to have caught up with me. In other words, “I used to eat like a horse, and now I sort of resemble one.” Push came to shove, so I have been making some radical changes in my lifestyle. Out of curiosity I checked my BMI (Body Mass Index) as […]
 Roll With The Flow … Yesterday I had to do one of those unpleasant things in life that I absolutely hate to do. I had to say goodbye to a friend, and attend his funeral. No one (in their right mind) enjoys attending an event such as this, and I am no exception to the rule. […]
 Lil Buddies …. Grand children, a little slice of life. Been hangin on the bus board, it is cold this weekend, and I am shut in. I am quickly tiring of mind numbing debate on the subject of diesel fuel, who is sticking it to who, where it is, how it is that we cannot have any of it. It is slowly turning my mind to Oatmeal […]
 Snakes On A Bus … I just read where there is a guy who is wanting someone to transport snakes from Odessa Texas and is willing to help out on the fuel. These are rattlesnakes by the way. Now I know the price of fuel is high ….. But? ……. So, today’s question for the day … “What would you do, transport the snakes or pass?” … Hard choices eh?
 The Fix … Throwing money at America’s problems, a quick fix, for a bad problem.
 New Arrival … Johnny, our youngest kid, just turned 39, time sure has a way of sneaking up on you. First thing you know, it has as the bible says, “like a thief in the night” robbed you of what you hold so dear. Time. This morning I am thinking about the youngster, not the man, not the devoted father, but Johnny the kid.
 Tagged … Excuse me, but some of us, would just like you to keep it to yourself. What is it about the Internet that compels people to trot out every aspect of their totally rancid lives and share it with complete strangers? Why is it some folks feel compelled to share every waking moment, each minute detail […]
 Attitude Adjustment … Being as I am terminally afflicted with a modern illness termed “Road Rage” it is often that I have to self diagnose myself and quickly take measures to protect not only myself, but also the general public at large. This morning, I am cruising down the boulevard; all is well in my world.
 In The Dumper … One of the great things about depression, is that everyone, sooner or later, gets a turn. If you wait long enough, and if you are patient, everything will start unraveling on you and you will get “in the dumper” as I am fond of calling it. Mine started a couple of days ago
 Shoppin With Boxcar … Man-Man, come on Spring Time! It is time for a Road Trip I want to run away! Where is the chocolate milk and the Oreo cookies, please placate my spirit, I am drowning here and I don’t know what to do. Whisk me off my tired old feet … Take me away to the beach,
 Have A Nice Day … Chinese food for lunch today, I am looking forward to it. Asian women seem to catch my eye, I am into them. When you eat Chinese food, one of the benefits of this, is of course, a high concentration of Asian women. You know Chinese wait staff girls are certainly attractive,
 Armed and Dangerous ... I have a friend, Rita she is great, but she is kind of a feminist in her nature. If you see a woman driving a dump truck for instance (not a common everyday sort of occurrence) and you make casual mention of it, my friend, will launch into this song and dance routine she has
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