“Here is another thing that amazes me, we go to a bus meet somewhere, a place that folks have spent a great sum of money to attend, to socialize and unwind with old-new friends, and they walk around with a cellphone plastered to their ear.”
Starting to cool off here, which is good and bad. It is good, because we all do not do well under extreme heat conditions and we can use the new change of pace. It is bad, because as the weather changes, my old friend Arthur (Arthritis) shows up and the carpal kicks in, this time of the year, isn’t all that pleasant for me. Today is my last day of being 64 tomorrow at 9:15 P.M. I will officially become a certified Old Geezer …. A crazy Old Coot … and of course that is bad.
Just another thing to cope with. One more short chord unravels from the fabric of life, and we move on. Short days, long nights, a cup of good hot cider in the morning, with a twist of cinnamon.
I suppose I am doing okay.
Last month, I went off on a trip and left my cellphone on the kitchen cabinet, one of the best five days of the year. Not one time was I bothered with the excited ring of the electronic device in my pocket. Nor was I woke up from a nap by something buzzing and rattling in my pants. Which at my age, believe me, is a totally unfamiliar feeling and somewhat of a surprise! Now here is a handy holder for your phone girls, set it on vibrate and go for it!
Here is another thing that amazes me, we go to a bus meet somewhere, a place that folks have spent a great sum of money to attend, to socialize and unwind with old-new friends, and they walk around with a cellphone plastered to their ear. I am sure glad I do not have to endure something along those lines these days. It is nice to not have to worry about a phone, dress for success or suck up to some no good ______ that has the title of “Boss.”
What else can we talk about this frosty morning where the dew is lying heavy upon the pumpkin?
How about this …. When is a fee a tax? I was thinking about all of these little incidentals they tack on us to pay and how they just change the name of it to reflect something other than what it really is. Oklahoma has developed a policy of taxing you without really taxing you. For instance, “You have to provide them with a piece of paper stating you have insurance on your car, before they will issue you a tag.” No big deal. But at the same time, they CHARGE YOU A FEE OF $1.50 to provide them with the slip of paper that they asked for.
This fee never goes away … That my friends, is a tax.
I can name at least a handful that I know of, but as I am terminally afflicted this week with a case of the bad mood syndrome, I will spare you the diatribe. Which has brought me to this juncture in the road.
Did you know that not doing something is one side of finding success? Here is how you do it:
- Never let the bottom line be the bottom line.
- Never pretend things are ok when they aren’t.
- Never let what you’ve never done be the reason not to try.
- Never get ahead by resenting those who get ahead.
- Never let those who aren’t doing something prevent you for doing something.
- Never do on the road what you wouldn’t do at home rather vigorously
- And of course, a little good old fashioned team-work from a friend can always help.
Here is one that I found quite interesting, it was in the mailbox this past week.
Early this year, some Boeing employees working on the line decided to steal a life raft from one of the 747s. They were successful in getting it out of the plane and out the front gate past security and eventually home.
Shortly after they took it for a float on the river, they noticed a Coast Guard helicopter coming toward them. It turned out that the chopper was homing in on the emergency locator beacon that activated when the raft was inflated. They are no longer employed at Boeing.
My company the Santa Fe Railroad (now the BNSF) got a 10% tax-dodge each year for employee theft from the I.R.S. which I never thought was fair. Fortunately for me, a locomotive weighs in the neighborhood of a quarter of a million pounds and is much longer than my driveway.
Well I just heard the familiar electronic “ding” on the coffee pot, time for you guys to go your way and I will go mine. It is time for me to pour out some Joe in my old worn, cracked and chipped cup, head over to CNN or USA Today so I can see what the Political Bozo’s said during the debates last-night.
I did not personally watch any of it, like I told the wife when she asked if we were going to check it out …. I just said …. “Naw, they have lied to me before.”