Your beauty haunts me
standing there in front of the Christmas tree
such a portrait of loveliness
in your own special way.

In your endeavors
Will you allow me the pleasure
The moment to savor
To treasure.

All the wonderful things you must be.

Permit me to reach down
And wipe the tears from your eyes
To lay your beautiful body
Warmly against my side

Allow me the pleasure
to experience your grace, beauty and charm
If only to treasure
The memory of all the good times
We could have shared together

I guess on certain fall days
Chilled by the winds of time
A man’s heart just naturally strays
As it is lifted up and carried away
To lighter
More pleasant things.

What does it matter how many lovers you have if none of them gives you the universe?
Jacques Lacan


Summer Ends


Not being a big fan of October, I put up the Hammock this week.  I sure hate that, along with all the blood & gore associated with television this time of the year.  October is the Devil’s Holiday, or at least it seems that way.  People cutting up people, biting each other’s necks, the constant din of chain saws invading my space.  Who needs that?

Where is Forrest Gump when you really need him?

It is hard to keep your equilibrium this time of year.  Last week I was in a Cracker Barrel restaurant, and they had Halloween stuff on one side of the store and Christmas stuff on the other.  October is a real mood swinger let me tell you.

If you cannot tell by now …. It has been a lousy week.

Some folks refer to it as one of those “maybe I should have stayed in bed” kind of weeks.  Middle of the week, I tried to download a ring-tone for my phone. Figured if I had George Strait or Reba singing to me in the tire-shop, it would make me impotent, er, important. Cost was $3.99 and when I got done, I was way over twelve dollars!  Guess I am just technically challenged or impaired.

One of my biggest fears in life, is the fact that I will someday die, and when I get to the pearly gates, an angel will ask …. “Screen name and password please.”

Uh …. huh?

Cooler in the morning now, summer is but a faded memory, git ready. Weather guessers are saying we are headed for a big weather change. I do notice that the days are getting shorter, takes the sun longer to come up in the morning, winter is setting in. No songbirds in the yard and all my winged friends have gone south, I feel neglected and alone.

Boo! Bet I Scared You ha-ha


A definite chill in the air and football on the tube. Soon to be sitting down to a sumptuous meal and video clips of Dallas losing again on ABC.  Raking a big pile of leaves in the backyard and watching the grandson delight with glee when he skillfully hides himself from his little sister.  Using the automatic car wash now instead of doing it in the wash bay yourself.

The rest of the time it is windy.

To add to the misery it is an election year, and we all know the name of that tune don’t we?   Leadership you can trust … integrity restored … a chicken in every pot … Ad nasauem.

(In other words … Grab Your Wallets)



Today here is my DVR reality. Ax-Men marathon, a couple of hours of sawing and multiple tree-felling, cussing so frequent that every other word seems to be bleeped and it ends up being a chain-saw fed mess of incomprehensible mayhem, truly male television at its best.  What a testosterone rush … Tune me in.  Which even on a bad day is still better than watching some ghoul get a stake driven into his heart.


Cartoon courtesy of American Progress

Down On The River

Patiently waiting on the sun to burn off the morning haze, so I can load up, take the bike and head on down to the river. Oklahoma City has about 30-50 miles of bike trails spread out all over the city and I like to go down alongside the river and ride in the mornings or late afternoon. By my calculations there remain not very many “good days” for bike riding left in this season, winter is on the way, there is a definite chill in the air.

October In The Heartland

October In The Heartland

My particular trail is 7.0 miles one way and I usually do about 14.0 miles round trip. One of these days, I am going to do it all (26 miles), but so far, I am fine with settling for half the distance. I have for most of the summer this year, been slinking over to the river and riding in the quiet of the day and gathering up what is left of my sanity each day around 10am in the morning.

The River I am referring to here is the North Canadian River and it runs thru the middle of Okie City. A few years back, the City Fathers caught up in the heat of their downtown renaissance, re-named it the “Oklahoma River” but to me, it is always going to be the North Canadian. We had at one time, the proud distinction of having a river we had to mow about three times per year. Weed strewn, full of trash and garbage and bone dry 95% of the time. But by spending some $22 million dollars and a little creative thinking, we now have three dams, miles of trails, and a nice user friendly environment.

No automobiles or motorcycles, fresh asphalt, quiet and serene

No automobiles or motorcycles, fresh asphalt, quiet and serene

Kind of nice.  Most of the trails are well maintained, easy to find and enjoyable for their public use.  One of these days, when it is all finished, it will compose some 203 miles of trails encircling the city itself. They are all paved and marked, smooth as a coffee table in most instances, private and still not all that used. Might call them the City’s secret. Oklahoma City has spent considerable time, money and effort bringing these area’s to life and making them available for use.

One of the few things that I find that I like about living in the metro-plex, big city is the park and trail systems. The rest of it, urban sprawl, traffic, dirty air, trash, modern day ailments of any big city, I can live without.

First weather of the season is approaching today, it left Denver yesterday and is racing across the plains as we speak. Bringing with it the high winds that tear at the corner of your eye, and the bone chilling cold temperatures associated with early fall. I am not all that ready for it, and I am certainly not looking forward to its arrival.

North Canadian River, Okie City Oklahoma

North Canadian River, Okie City Oklahoma

Little frost on the pumpkin this morning and the ride is going to be somewhat uncomfortable until I build up some body heat. Late Fall in Oklahoma. I suppose it is now time to dig out the “watch cap” for my head, locate the gloves to keep the fingers warm and check on the possibility of moving to Florida or Hawaii?

Jack Frost is once again nippin’ at my nose, and I of course, do not appreciate it. To put it succinctly some parts of me mentally have already went south for the winter.



  • Two Wheel Beginnings
  • Grandpa’s Low Rider

Litin’ Up

My website grader says I have too many pictures on my site, it will slow down the process of loading, and therefore, it is not a good idea.  I say “be patient” it is worth the wait, besides, I like the pictures.

It’s that time of year once again: The summer sun has slipped away, brittle leaves waltz, and winter waits to cloak us in its dark, cold hood.  The wind across the American Prairie has picked up and is tearing at the corner of your eye, parts of Amarillo blow into town every other day, and you just know, winter cannot be far away.

The easy days of light and freedom are behind us, and now we gather ’round for a season of more serious celebrations — our yearly time to burrow in, reconnect, contemplate. and of course, lite the heater, man I just love the smell of burnt rust filling the home.

Nothing says change of season better than the smell of burnt rust, and of course, the sound of Christmas Music playing in the local stores.

No Confidence.

Sarah Palin’s Alaskan paper has endorsed Obammer for President, how embarrassing is that? You cannot even muster up enough support in your home state for a vote of confidence. Fact of life, in medieval times, Europeans burned witches at the stake, and the families had to pay for the firewood. Now days we take them to Neiman Marcus in Dallas, spend a couple of hundred grand on them and elect them to office.

Eight more days and then all the serf’s can go down to register their protest and vote in the next king for the kingdom. It has deteriorated so badly we are now electing people who will not furnish proof of citizenship to the highest office in the land.

Don’t Vote For Anyone.

One stronghold of “common sense” has been located over the weekend.  In Wisconsin.  Madison, the state’s largest farm lobby won’t endorse anyone for president. The 42,000-member Wisconsin Farm Bureau Federation’s lobbyist, Paul Zimmerman, said the decision was based on members’ mixed reactions to its endorsement of George W. Bush in 2004 – the first time the group made such a move. Just when you were thoroughly convinced that the voting populace had lost their collective minds, a ray of hope appears on the horizon.

Monkey See Monkey Do.

The popularity of Joe The Plumber has finally been noticed by the Barack Obamma people and now they are going to put their own spin on it with, they are going to feature their own personalities in commercials, Joe The Mobster, Jeremiah The American Hating Preacher.  Watch for it on a station near you.  Fidel Castro has endorsed Obammer for President, afterwards Obammer just shrugged it off and said “that he was just some guy who lived in the neighborhood.” So much for the “Messiah News.” … The Second Return of JC. (Second Return of Jimmy Carter)

Getting Out The Vote.

Washington state sent 24,000 ballots to felons who were not allowed to vote, and apparently sent these same felons, invitations to Obammers inauguration as well.  In a recent poll, McSame leads Obammer some 9% with people who display the American Flag.  But on the same token, Obammer does lead McSame by people who burn the American flag.  A group of lawyers has successfully blocked the release of the movie “Hanoi Hilton” until after the election.  We surely do not want Hollywood trying to influence an election not in this day and age.

What’s Your Problem.

Best Buy evidently has put out a new logo which will accurately help to improve the company’s surly image.  It is a picture of a teenager rolling his eyes and looking towards the ceiling when a customer asks him …. “Can you tell me where the DVD’s are?”

Cough it up

Panhandlers in an eastern Tennessee city (Chattanooga) pay fines and court costs at a low rate, with about 3% in the last 18 months.  Apparently the street beggars in that city are somewhat reluctant to pay their fines.  The Chattanooga Times Free Press reported Sunday Chattanooga City Court has collected only $279.75 of the $8,958.75 of the fines and court costs levied since the City Council expanded downtown’s no-panhandling zone in May 2007.  The paper reported, there’s essentially nothing the city can do to force the payments or punish non-payers more severely.

Let’s see, your employer laid you off, your 401K vaporized, you lost your home and now you are living on the street, under an overpass, in a comfortable cardboard appliance carton, and all of your belongings are in a shoppin’ cart.  How could they possibly punish you any more?

Dressed in red, white and blue, drag queen Gina Maseratti walked down Southard Street in Key West asking Fantasy Fest revelers for their support: `Vote for Maseratti, your next president.” What’s her platform? ”High heels,” she said. `It’s all about the shoes.”

On a more serious note, Maseratti explained: `I’m a member of the Drag party: Drastic Reform of American Government. I’ll save you on money because I can be president, vice president and First Lady all in one.”

Do You Want A Bong With That? Rocky Mountain High.

A Lakewood couple found a small bag of marijuana in a bag of food picked up at the drive-in of a Del Taco Restaurant.  Twenty-six-year-old Dennis Klermund, who police say waited on the husband who stopped at the restaurant Oct. 16, faces possession of marijuana and drug paraphernalia. Steve Davis on Saturday said the couple called police after discovering the bag with their food order.

An officer said Klermund initially denied any knowledge but when a search dog found the drug in a locker, admitted the baggie was meant for a friend. Restaurant Ulises Montero said Klermund no longer works there. A message left for Klermund was not immediately returned.

The best for last.

Joe Scarborough, a commentator for MSNBC, failed to check his facts when he reported that California Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger had advocated destroying the moon. Scarborough quoted Schwarzenegger as saying, “If we get rid of the moon, women … those menstrual cycles are governed by the moon … will not get PMS. They will stop whining.”

Scarborough then chided Schwarzenegger for insensitivity, saying: “I don’t know how it works in Austria, but let me tell you something, friend. Jokes about such matters are not laughing subjects to women in America.”

It turned out however, that the statement was not being made by Schwarzenegger but rather by an impersonator who appeared on the Howard Stern Radio Show. Eleven days later, Scarborough apologized to viewers for “my terrible mistake. Anyone who relies on the Howard Stern show for information is an idiot; you would be better off sticking with Email.