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I had a wisdom tooth extracted recently.  I also had one pulled last summer.  The oral surgeon asked me how the last year’s extraction healed.  I said it took a long time it seemed.  He said—erv, you have had a lot of birthdays since you were 16!  I suppose having two wisdom teeth extracted has lessened my wisdom—and I didn’t have much to start with!!  Sooooo be very careful when reading this “It’s Saturday.”

Have you ever said—I have had enough!  That’s pretty much enough! Something is going to have to change! Enough is enough! Maybe God said that tooo. Sooo He told Noah to build an ark and put a set of all the animals on it.  Then it rained for 40 days and 40 nights killing everyone and everything. Cleansed the earth of all evil (i.e. start from scratch again).  In 2016 He probably says—That didn’t work real well!  Saturday question—Why didn’t He just change their hearts instead of killing all those folks?  I suppose I’m missing something here folks.  His understanding I cannot fathom—God is God and that’s the way it is. I have a human mind and He is God.  I suppose that makes a difference. 

I know folks who think they know everything (i.e. wear a big cowboy hat but have no cattle).  Do you know such folks? I know folks who are very humble (i.e. they know a lot but don’t always think they know everything—I have a lot of these folks on my cell phone contact list); I’m not very smart, just a little old farm boy from a mile and a fourth south of Roseland, MN soooo I lean on you folks heavily; you folks who are very smart, share your knowledge with me (i.e. make me look smarter than I actually am).  I read this while eating my oatmeal with a half a banana on it—Pride is the sin of making “self” our god… "All of you, clothe yourselves with humility toward one another, because, 'God opposes the proud but gives grace to the humble.'" - 1 Peter 5:5b

Ah, what! I had a conversation with a hs graduate recently who also attends the same church that we attend. I gave her a hug and we had a very nice conversation (i.e. I like this gal).  She looked me right in the eye.  Not just looked me in the eye but looked me in the eye “engagingly.” It was with feeling and attention.  No faking folks, just a heartfelt feeling.  She pierced my heart.  Flip the pancake. I have talked to folks who give me the feeling they would rather not talk to me but, hey, it’s their job soooo they feel they have toooooo. I suppose they would rather not talk to me and the reality is, I would rather not talk to them. After a while they don’t talk to me and I don’t talk to them.  I suppose that works as I really don’t care.  A rookie pro-golfer was playing with Arnold Palmer for the first time years ago.  The rookie said that Mr. Palmer told him—Look everyone in the eye when you leave the course and you will be successful. Bingo.

I suppose they were just having fun!  We had late dinner Thursday night on the patio of Dry Dock Lodge on West Okoboji.  A group of maybe 8 young adults came and sat behind us.  They obviously had been drinking (i.e. didn’t seem to be old enough to drink legally but I’m not sure).  One young adult was inebriated and was obnoxiously loud and used foul language (i.e. used the f word a lot).  Several times his friends told him to hush up.  He didn’t.  The waiter came to take his order and he was rude and gross (i.e. that is what intoxication will do). Then he said he didn’t feel well. One of his friends took him down on the dock.  He heaved his guts out. I suppose he was having fun!  There was another senor couple sitting at a table next to us.  The guy said to the table of young adults—I see your friend has the flu.  One of them responded—Ya, the summer variety.  The senior guy said back—If I was his friend on the dock with him, I would push him off the dock into the lake.  He needs his mouth washed out!  The table of young adults were quiet—maybe enough was said.  

I suppose he got over it – maybe.  I saw a guy the other day and thought about an experience I had with him maybe 30 years ago. I wrote the insurance on his business and he did some PPM (i.e. piss poor management).  He wanted his insurance policy to pay for his mistake.  PPM is not always covered by insurance. He didn’t want to own up to the fact that he screwed up.  He became quite angry at me.  Maybe sorta kinda showed his real character, I don’t know.  I have always wondered if he is this way more often. Probably I suppose. When it comes to money, folks show a different face quite often other when they are in church. Such is life.

WorldClassLarry says—I suppose I really don’t care!  He says—I really don’t care for Hillary or Donald. They give me the willies!  I really don’t care.  I wish we could have different candidates. Yabut WorldClassLarry, that is who the majority of folks decided they wanted to run. Maybe you have an analytical mind in a digital world! WorldClassLarry says—Maybe soooo but I really don’t care about much stuff that I use to.  I just don’t care.  I eliminate myself from the loop of certain things and it is the way it is.  Folks don’t agree with me opinions soooo I just don’t care—Why get sooooo excited about it if folks don’t agree with me and don’t want my opinion. My life is much more enjoyable. I have to admit it.

A guy told me recently--I suppose folks really don’t understand how hard it is if you can’t hear (i.e. have very limited hearing); I miss a lot and it causes a lot of problems; folks just don’t realize that unless you can’t hear.  He gave me the impression that he might be as the saying goes—As mad as hell! I told the guy—You just need to accept how folks relate to you; they don’t understand.  When folks are perfect, they just don’t understand. Ya just need to make the most of it.  Such is life.

He said—“It’s mind over matter” after a golf buddy made a very poor putt.  Then he said—But if you don’t have a mind then it doesn’t matter!  He made me laugh.  That is how mad he was at himself—As mad as hell!!! His mind was “busier than all get out” with his emotions I think.  Such is life.

I supposed but didn’t know for sure! I run some (i.e. if that is what you call it;I might be exaggerating by saying running) and sometimes it hurts when I run.  I sometimes can run through it (i.e. it stops hurting).  Sometimes my back hurts, sometimes my knees hurts, sometimes my hamstring muscle hurts, sometimes my ankles hurt etc.  It isn’t always the same hurt.  Ya, sometimes nutten hurts toooooo.  I asked a couple of friends who run marathons and iron man competition if they have hurts (i.e. their training is like a job—that intense).  They both said—I suppose if you train has hard as I do, there is always something that hurts; ya just have to deal with it and run through it.  Huh, interesting.

When the f4 tornado hit Parkersburg (i.e. the town in which our insurance agency’s office was) 8 years ago, many houses were destroyed and damaged.  Many of those houses we insured.  One guy’s house was damaged severally.  It was a decision if it could be repaired or if it needed to be replaced.  This guy got real excited and mad (i.e. as mad as hell).  CrazyMarvin says—To get as mad as hell for some is as easy as falling off a log! I didn’t personally handle his claim sooooo I don’t know all the details.  We ended up building him a new house (i.e. he came out smelling like a rose).  He was mad at me these last 8 years as I, I guess 'cause I was a principal of our agency.  During the last 8 years I would see him maybe 2 times a year.  I would greet him and he would not acknowledge me at all or just grunt and turn his head. Well a couple of weeks ago I was having breakfast at Todd’s Neighborhood Grill with a friend and he walked by our booth and I said to him—How’s your golf game? He engaged in a little conversation and joked with me.  I suppose he got over his anger at me after 8 years or he developed dementia and forgot he was mad at me. Such is life.

I suppose it was good for me but I didn’t like it.  I was really humbled this week by several experiences.  Ouchy ouchy! ANYWAY I will tell you just one experience.  I thought I was really helping someone.  They stuck a knife in me.  And then turned it.  They didn’t appreciate my kindness (i.e. what I thought was kindness) at all.  Have you ever thought something was soooo good or important and another person did not think it was good or important?  It reminded me that I don’t do good for folks for my reward (i.e. humbling).  This person had no idea that they deflated my ego.  And does it really matter? Maybe this person did me a favor. Could be.  Such is life.

Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:

erv

MyFriendJean says—Good words are worth much and cost little.

P.S. SusieQ says—Politics is more art than science.  

just right

Disclaimer--AverageJoe says--Politics is a "no fly zone!" Let's clear the air. I'm not on Hillary's or Donald's wagon. Actually I pretty much an independent with extreme thoughts on certain issues. Neither one of them suit me "just right!" ItchieBitchie says--I don't want to party with either of those cowboys!

Have you ever been run over by others' thinking? There ere extreme liberals and extreme conservatives (i.e. they don't coexist very well).  And there are moderates.  Where do you think you fit?  Really?  Americans have the right to believe in what they want and we do have free speech.  Folks in some countries don't have these freedoms. It appears that some groups of folks fit into the extremes more than others.  Union folks seem to lean one way and Evangelists seem to fit into one way toooo. Many times, it appears, it depends how it affects groups of folks' money situation (e.g. folks who receive entitlements).  Does this make any sense to you? It appears that the media usually leans to the left.  I have no idea why, but it seems that way.  ANYWAY the media have thousands of pictures of the Donald and Hillary to use.  Someone has to make a decision which ones to use. They can make a person look like a devil or a savior.  How much influence does the media have on forming folks' voting decision do you think? MissPerfect says--If the media is bias, they will portray Hillary as the "homecoming queen. even thou she might be indicted."  It will be a perfect barometer for testing the theory that the media is bias for the liberals.  Of course some of you are sooooo extremely bias on either side that you can't be objective in your evaluation.  Is Donald liberal or conservative?  How will the media portray him. He doesn't seem to really care.  He sorta kinda tells the media what he thinks of them--don't report the news factual and are very bias.  I think that is what he says. Jephthah says--I wish I could tell when folks are telling the truth or just manipulating me. Such is life.


I read this in the paper sooooo it must be right--It seems the typical consumer holds a high level of skepticism toward advertising. According to the results of a study published on a marketing website, more than three in every four consumers - over 75 percent - believe most of the claims made in advertisements, regardless of the communications medium utilized, are exaggerated or intentionally misleading. The men and women surveyed also identified the five industries they trust the least: weight loss; beauty supplies; alcoholic beverages; financial services, and automotive, in that order. Sooooo when we see or hear on TV and radio commercials, or read newspaper, magazine or online ads for products in these areas, we are more than likely to conclude, "I do not believe it."

CadillacJack says--In the advertising business we often say that "perception is reality" for the person who views our advertising message. It does not matter whether the audience believes the message to be true, only that they perceive it to be true. Their actions will be the same whether they believe it or only perceive it. LuckieEddie says--Suck it up cupcake, you have been had!

Soooo they say that what Hillary (i.e. a polished old-school politician, a regular crowd pleaser) and Donald (i.e. a maverick politician) say might not all be true--do you ever wonder if they are telling the truth? Joesixpack says--It takes a lot of balls to talk the way they do! "They say"--They are full of crap. On the 9th tee box the other day, a golf buddy said--the "they say" are the biggest bullshitters around sooooo...now I have  no idea if what "they say" is true or not!  Such is life.

We have a pot of pansies in our sun room.  If I under water it, it doesn't like it and if I over water it, it doesnt' like it.  I am learning to water it just right soooo it likes it.  Maybe that is how advertising needs to do.  Maybe.  BUT there is an old saying--There are suckers born every day.  Extreme advertising must work or they wouldn't spend huge massive dollars I would guess. SusieQ says--I'm not a sucker soooo it must be someone else!!!! GeorgeTheCrook says--MissPerfect, you might be the biggest sucker in thinking that you aren't a sucker!  Such is life.

I was cleaning some in the basement recently and came across a box of old books. They probably have no value or any interest to any one.  I did find an old book in the box of much interest. It was My Utmost For His Highest updated edition by Oswald Chambers.  I used this book for my morning readings several years but haven't read it recently. I will again.  I know some of you have used it as well. It's my favorite. Very challenging and inspiring to me. It was originally published in 1935 and has never been out of print. It has been considered to be one of the most popular religious books ever written translated in 39 languages and updated in modern language.

I read in the paper that the average age of truck drivers is 57.  Now that is interesting to me.  I also read in the paper, sooooo it must be right, that only 12.8% of Americans approve of the job done by Congress.  I think many congressmen/women are in a catch 22.  Many don't want to side up with Donald as they think it will hurt their reelection chances thinking that most Republicans don't like Donald (i.e. it's all about the money, power and prestige). But lets say Donald wins and they don't side with him, they are toast. Sooo most are mugrumpers (i.e. mug on one side of the fence and their rum on the other). Now that is a true politician folks. ItchieBitchie says--It appears that there are a lot of folks don't really care what the party thinks or says (i.e. the parties have been treating us bad for years).  They want something done.  Folks are real tired of the huge massive bureaucracy. GeorgeTheCrook says--In politics, big money talks but the truck drivers can vote.  Ah, what!

Teaching Charlie and Rookie how to crack peanuts at the old ball game.  All kids need to learn that.  Next time, how to spit!  Youbetcha! It appears it is hard to know how much I need to teach our grand kids; toooo much is no good and tooooo little is no good either.  I need to find just the right amount.  It's like, how much time do you spend with friends; tooooo much is no good and toooo little is no good.  It's like if you eat steak every day, after a while beans beans taste great! Folks get married to someone who they think they really like but after living with them 24/7, some don't like them as much as they thought (i.e. over 50% of folks get divorced--ouchy ouchy).

The right touch of a dad is perfect.

I'm sharing this with my friend's permission! Recently I had the opportunity to power wash the north side of a friend’s house (i.e. she is 89 and has arthritis and uses a cane but full of spirit).  It was a hot day and I was soaked with sweet and spray from the power washer (i.e. a real mess).  At about 5, my friend pokes her head out of the back door of the garage and asks me if I want a beer—sure—soooo she goes back in the house and gets me a Samuel Adams—I pick her up at the door with my golf cart and we sit in the shade in the back yard while I drink the beer.  Do you drink beer? No no, it was left over when our son was her. Oh!  Soooo I finished my beer and took her to the front door on the golf cart. Soooo do you know who lives across the street in that house—no, but she is a pretty girl and has a child; she’s not married but has a boyfriend who comes on weekends; I watched them leave early Monday morning; they kissed and kissed really passionately; holy cow did they kiss; I thought they would have to go back in the house; they didn’t; I guess they had to get to work. What a hoot.

Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:

erv

MyFriendJean says--A heartfelt greeting can energize the weary and encourage the lonely.

Ah, what!

Disclaimer--Don't read this while eating your breakfast. The side effects might be diarrhea, constipation, vomiting, confusion, lack of apatite, an erection for 6 hours or something worse.  Soooo you are really taking quite a risk.  But don't worry if you get one of those reactions, you can always turn on TV and find a lawyer who will sue for you.  Such is life.

I was talking to a friend on the phone the other day.  She kept saying, "ah, what!" Then she said--I use to wonder why folks say "ah, what" all the time.  Now I know, I can't hear very well and my hearing aids work some times and some places. But I still miss the critical words or words and get everything all screwed up.  Ah, what!

Joesixpack says--We lie loudest when we lie to ourselves.  Ah, what! Saturday question--Do you ever lie to yourself?  Really! SusieQ says--Gimmickry isn't necessary to fool me; I'm a great sucker. I had a young man tell me recently that he's a impulse buyer.  Really!  Yabut, now that I'm married, I need to change that. He talked to me about investing.  I think he is maturing (i.e. got the "ah, what" figured out!  What do you think?

After "messing up" how do you feel?  After giving it some time, how do you feel? Do you look at it differently?  I thing we usually do.  Ah, what! Time seems to change our mind set some.  I do SUDOKU and sometimes just get stuck.  Quite often if I give it a rest and come back to it a little later, I can figure it out (i.e. many times it's seems sooooo easy that I wonder why I couldn't see that before).  Crazy! Maybe for me, that is a good lesson--Give it a rest and then review it later.  Could be!

Several high school graduates, who we were invited to their parties, have up to a full year of college credit. Wow! That could be worth $20,000 to $40,000.  And it is free except for the cost of books.  Sooooo why do some do that others don’t?  Well, if your parents or grandparents pay for their college, maybe they think they don’t want to work that hard. Or maybe they think if Hillary gets her way, she will forgive all college debt (i.e. have the ones who worked hard pay for them).  Could be!  A friend heard on the radio, soooo it must be right that 31% of all millennials (i.e. age 18 to 31) live with their folks.  There are more millennials living with their parents than with a spouse.  I wonder if those folks have college debt?  What do you think.  Will those millennials vote for Hillary in hopes she will get elected and will forgive all college debt?  Even if there is no chance of that but if she talks about it, there is hope and she just might get their votes. Why not have someone else pay your way. Crazy!

Some of the leaders of our church would like to start a mentoring program. It sounds good. How do you get folks to want to learn? You can't make anyone learn except if you are their boss (i.e. learn or loose you job).  Who is a good mentor? Who decides who the mentors should be? I didn' have a big desire to learn when young--I wish I would have.  But I really learned to like to learn as I got older. But it would have been a great advantage to me if I would have wanted to learn more when young.  A young man hollered at me down town the other day. He wanted my opinion about something.  He wanted to learn.  He said--I wish I would have started younger to learn about this stuff.  Bingo!

Girlie little high school stuff!  It appears for many high school age folks, life is not always soooo much fun. Teenagers are constantly bombarded with peer group pressure (i.e childish pressure from different groups). It can be ugly. I feel real sorry for the kids who are bullied and also feel real sorry for the ones who are doing the bulling (i.e. very immature--my opinion).  But life after high school is way different. It is a  time to put on the big girl pants and get after it. Ah, what. I read in the paper sooooo it must be right, that some times some high school students don't like students who are focused about their future (i.e. they try to drag them down to their level). MissPerfect says--There are adults who are the same (e.g. some call it socialism). Sometimes the all state running back from the elite family doesn't do sooo good in the real world but the nerdy, focused little guy does pretty good.  High school can be hard for many. It appears that some students have better experiences than others. Real life has a more of a neutral playing field maybe. Sometimes!

SlimyAndy asks--Do I have a soul? So if I think when I die, I will die like a pig, do I still have a soul?  Good question.  I don't know SlimyAndy but I think you do.  It would appear everyone has a soul.  Years ago there was a song called 16 Tons. The chorus went something like this--You load sixteen tons, what do you get? Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don´t you call me ´cause I can´t go I owe my soul to the company store. According to the song, folks have a soul. BUT maybe the song is wrong. Now that could be

Saturday question--Are you a moody person?  A baby can be in a bad mood it they are tired, have a dirty pants and hungry.  They quite often will quit crying if you feed them, change their pants and give them a nap.  Soooo what can change your mood?  ItchieBitchie says--Your mood is not your inner character but an action caused by something physical and how we interpret it (i.e. how it gets in our head).  Ah, what! GeorgeTheCrook says--Some folks are a lot moodier than others. Moody folks get rather old to be around after awhile.  Maybe GeorgeTheCrook, moody folks have a tendency to look at the negative and are easily affected.  They aren't positive folks maybe.  Maybe those real moody folks need their pants changed, something to eat and a nap.  Could be.

Ah, what!  I read this in the paper sooooo it must be right--Dennis (i.e. anybody can be a Dennis) says--The writer of Ecclesiastes stated all life was vanity, and the great things we believe we do also are vanity.  The writer finds maybe three exceptions. We should enjoy the good things in life we have earned, we should live "joyfully" with the spouse we love, and we are to worship God with no thought of reward.

MissPerfect says--It’s easier to love people from afar when we experience them in small doses. Then, when they begin to wear on our nerves, we can retreat and take a break. Do you have folks you love that way? Really! Happenstance, na I don’t think sooooo!  Recently I was put into unique positions of being one-on-on with two guys who I don’t care for much.  Huh, interesting. It just happened aka fallin' in my lap. I don’t necessarily dislike them but I just don’t care for how they act and they bother me.  I try to stay my distance and it works.  If I’m not around them, then don’t bother me. It isn’t that maybe we don't agree on some issues and maybe they aren’t the worse guys, but I just don’t like how they act (i.e. they rub me wrong--are sorta kinda egotistical, regular braggadocios, my opinion but I could be wrong). BUT you know what, we had nice conversations. They were very transparent to me.  I gave them some grace.  But, I don’t plan to spend a lot of time with them--will keep my distance and in small doses. They still irritate me.  That way we will get along just fine! Ah, what!

SusieQ says—A self-imposed BigshotHarry (i.e. at least he thinks he is) is a “Revolving 09.” You may ask what is a “Revolving 09?  Well, a psychological study was done that rated people on a scale of 1 thru 9 on how well they got along with other people. A 01 could get along with absolutely anybody. A 09 couldn't get along with his own mother. And, the instructor continued, I've added the word “Revolving” to indicate that whichever way you turn a 09, they're still a perfect rear end!" Ah, what! JoeAverage says--A "Revolving 09" is an example of an authentic first class jerk!

I usually play 9 holes with some buddies on Wednesdays.  Recently I went in the club house to pay my green fees (i.e. $9).  The person working there was a recent high school graduate.  Our conversation went like this—I see that you are going to play football for the University of Northern IA—yes I am—you remember when I really got on you one day when I was substituting at school when you were in junior high for your obnoxiously bad attitude—that was the old me; I have changed—how come—reality—reality; what does that mean—I learned having a bad attitude just doesn’t work in the real world—I wish you the best—thank you. Ah, what! Flip the pancake! I was going into Kwik Star to buy a paper when maybe a 10-year-old towhead boy held the door open for me—thank you—he just smiled—you are a good guy—he smiled bigger and said—thank you! I guess both of those experiences by those boys were probably the result of their environment (i.e. programed by their past I would guess). What do you think?

Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans (-:

erv

MyFriendJean says--Sing with the showers and dance with the flowers.

P.S. A friend asks--What is the difference between being eccentric and crazy? Money/net worth.  He didn't say how much money/net worth it takes though! Maybe most folks will never know. Maybe!

a story maybe

Do I believe what MouthyJune says?  Well, maybe, but I really don't know! She makes me scratch my head. I totally don’t know what to think of what she says.  She does have a big mouth folks.  Her big mouth surely can make the highlight real! Yaaaasssaaa!

AnyTownUSA.  You can go to any town and find a coffee shop where folks are telling stories--some true, some not true and some partly true.  It happens every day.  Some times some folks just make up stories and others just believe them and pass them on.  It has been known to happen.  MissPerfect says--Not in our town or our coffee shop!  Ya right!

When in AZ last winter I was up  in 'em 'er mts and stumbled across a grave that had this on the headstone--Here lies Lester Moore 4 slugs from a 44 No Les. No More. There are many half-truths and rumors in 'em 'er mts that grow into legends. Lies spread. Facts die. Folks like stories that are juicy (i.e. the juicer the better).  The good stories are for ever retold.  Do you believe this story I told you?  Maybe I was just being a scalawag.  You will never know now will you!  Such is life.

ItchieBitchie says--Every "someday" needs an idea. This guy might be just telling me a story but...a pickle ball buddy said to me before we left  AZ this spring--erv, I'm going to lose 30 pounds over the winter and come back next winter and compete with you.  Folks, that's 3 bags of 10#s of potatoes.  That is a lot of potatoes to carry around on the court.  I bet that is a drag, maybe.  It makes me tired just thinking about it.

I enjoy reading about the Old West. Maybe this is a story maybe but I think not.  I read in a book about the west, The West That Was that there were many prostitutes in the wild west (i.e. the oldest profession of all time).  The prostitutes were liked by a lot of guys but were not respected.  It also said this about Frontier Ministers--And as a parishioner said, "When he had finished, I feel lifted up and, at the same time, ashamed of myself."  I really don't think much has changed folks. The good ones still do the same (i.e. my opinion).,

Talk about prostitutes in the old west!  I read in the Denver Post, sooooo it must be right--When the Gold Rush was going on in CO, a writer for one of the large newspaper from the East wanted to come and write a story about it.  The local Chamber of Commerce (i.e. the saloon owners, prostitutes, and the suppliers) told them they would help him with getting the information he wanted.  They staged his visit by hiring the best bullshitters available, and planted gold in the creeks soooo he would find gold when panning etc.  He went back East and published an article that basically said--Gold is all over; anyone can get rich.  Well, many many guys came to CO.  The only ones who got rich were the suppliers, saloon owners and the prostitutes!


We are all "a kid from somewhere!" I got new information from the "best Warren from Omaha." He said--erv, Did you know there are now three "Warrens" in Omaha, ---ie: The famous Warren Buffett, "the other Warren" and now a third one ---- a new resident of the Omaha Zoo, a male elephant from Africa, and they named him "Warren". FYI ~ ANYWAY we are all a kid form somewhere and we all have a story.  Some crazy, some sad, some happy, some unbelievable, some that have never been exposed, some that make us smile, some that make us cry etc.  We all have a story. We are all "a kid from somewhere."

Kids tell unbelievable stories. Teacher have heard about every story why a student doesn’t have their homework done. Law officers have heard many stories why a person is speeding. Stories stories stories. Some folks can tell a story and it is very convincing and another person can tell the same story and it’s not convincing at all.  Some stories are soooo interesting and others are not.  And then there are suckers who believe “scam stories.”  MissPerfect asks--Sooooo how does a person know which stories are true and which ones are not? When kids go to bed we read them a story from a story book.  I read books that are fiction.  Some are really good stories (i.e. very entertaining). Do you believe the major story of the Bible? The story about Jesus being our Savior (i.e. who ever believes in Him will have eternal life).  That is quite a story.  For some, it seems unbelievable.  For others, it is accepted. Do you believe all the other stories of the Bible? There are quite some stories all right.  Some are brutal, some are miraculous, some are crazy, some make you happy and some make you sad.  Some seem fair and some seem like they are unfair. Soooo do you believe in them literally or are they just stories? The Bible says there is only one way a person can go to heaven.  Do you believe that? I do.

I was mowing the grass (i.e. I mow it, you might cut it) last Saturday when a longtime family friend stopped to visit.  His main purpose was to see how Arlene is doing (i.e. that was really nice). We had a long visit about past, about his current life etc.  He helps a large farmer in the spring and the fall and then goes to Big Winne Lake for the summer to fish for muskies.  Here is a good story he told me—When I first started going up north, I prayed to the Lord that I would like 2 years and I would be happy. Well, that was 14 years ago. I have really been blessed--You are one lucky guy—I realize it and am very thankful. Last Saturday I ran in a local 5k. I’m not a runner compared to many but do run, just not that fast (i.e. a senior lady tells me that I just prance around town—soooo now you got it). I enjoy the atmosphere of running with all those young folks; it's fun for me.  A friend (i.e. about my age) and I both agree that we are soooo fortunate to be able to run.  When I ran Saturday I said thank you several times.  Lord, I will take 14 more years!

I texted Heather, our daughter who is a runner, how I good run faster in our local 5k.  She texted me back and said--Dad, I think your only hope is for you to cut through some alley to shorten the run! After my run I texted her--I cut through the alley! They caught me. Fined me $1,000 and sanctioned me so I can't run the next 10 years! Folks, that is a story maybe; I don't want any of you spreading the story that I cheated!!!!

I almost didn’t run in the 5k.  Maybe a month ago I was having breakfast with a friend (i.e. a runner).  He asked me if I was going to run.  I told him I didn’t know; I don’t run fast anymore—sooo erv, what is your motive in running?  We had a nice discussion about that.  It reminded me again, what is my motive in doing anything I do?  What is your motive for your actions?  Really? I have to admit that I get my motives messed up sometimes.  My friend made me rethink my motives.  That is a good friend (i.e. a Grade A friend).

Joesixpack gives me the feel of the "luka!” Oh ya! I’m not saying I question what Joesixpack says but half of what he says isn’t true and the other half I don’t believe. But the rest of what he says is maybe true! Such is life.

Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:

erv

MyFriendJean says--A man never got lost on a straight road--Abraham Lincoln

P.S. When running in that 5k there were two gals in there late 20s all decked out in some real fine running garb.  They started out about 25 yards ahead of me.  They ran really slow I thought.  I never did pass them!!!!