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Do you believe in goblins, zombies, vampires, and witches?  Probably most folks don’t but some do!  Most folks think about them being in horror movies and haunted houses at Halloween time but don’t think they are real.  Sooooo maybe this “It’s Saturday” might be the same.  Soooo take that into consideration when reading. I’m just messing with you! Maybe! The poll conducted by Sezar and Company which interviewed 863 folks from deep in Butler County, IA  many near The Shed says that the accuracy of this “It’s Saturday” has a margin of error plus or minus of 86.3 percentage points! You might what to take that into consideration when reading it.  I would, if I were you.

Rookie, our 8-year-old grandson, asked his mom if smoking is illegal. No it isn’t.  Then he said—But, probably inadvisable! Rookie, there are many things inadvisable, but folks still do them.  Oh ya!  ItchieBitchie says—Ya gotta remember Rookie that folks are human and are prone to error. Give them enough rope, and they might even hang themselves. Here is an example that I read in a fiction book soooo that makes it fiction—The man’s money-hungry. It’s an obsession now. And there is none worse. It makes a man lose perspective. It’s the getting that’s important, the getting and having—not how it’s gotten.

The song, Truth Be Told, goes like this-- “Truth be told, the truth is rarely told.” My Mom, Anna, always said—erv, don’t be a phony, tell it like it is; tell the truth. Sometimes I don’t even know what the truth is; I’m only guessing but sometimes I know what the truth is for sure and don’t tell the whole truth, maybe. I went to play pickleball the other morning and it was cool (i.e. burzy burzy) and just wore shorts and a tee shirt. A buddy said—erv, don’t you know it’s cold out. My response was—I’m really not very smart!

MissPretty, who is scary good, says--It’s inadvisable not to vacuum the carpet in your house; it is advisable to do it! I do not enjoy vacuuming; I just don’t but I do it.  Why!  It just looks soooo much better and makes me feel oh soooo much better.  I can’t handle not doing it.  I also rake the carpet; yes, I do.  Why!  For the same reason.  It feels soooo good once I get it done.  Almost as good as a person on steroids! That good folks!  I’m really easy to get triggered! Soooo if you want to pull my trigger, just come on over and vacuum and rake my carpet.  haha

This is probably inadvisable, but they had fun.  I went to the visitation of the family at a friend’s funeral proceedings.  The pastor and I were talking, and a mutual friend of the deceased came by and we talked. The pastor asked about the fishing trips the decease and him went on at Big Winnie in MN (i.e. many). The pastor asked about them both liking DQ’s and about them stopping at every DQ coming back to IA.  Ya, we stopped at every one of them.  I asked how many were there—12—did you eat something at every one—Yep—what did you have—a malt and a cone!  Holy ice cream!

I had another friend die recently.  A mutual friend told me that he was a sad guy.  I asked him why he thought that. He said that he had an event happen to him when he was maybe 18 that really made him sad, and he never did get rid of the feeling; it seemed to make him sad for his whole life.  I saw a friend recently who looked sad; he didn’t look right. I don’t know what was on his mind; God only knows but he didn’t look happy. I didn’t ask him, and he didn’t talk to me; sad folks usually don’t like to talk about it, nor do they like to complain about it?  It’s no fun to be sad, is it? Maybe we all are sad at times; a little anyway.  Flip the pancake. I also have friends who seem never to be unhappy, never.  They are amazing folks. Just amazing. I’m talking about some of you folks. Yes, I am. Winston Churchill said—"For myself I am an optimist, it doesn’t seem much use to be anything else.”

I recently been around another friend who was giddily happy, totally giddish.  It was soooo much fun to see this of a mature adult (i.e. very refreshing).  Have you ever been soooo happy that you act giddish?  I hope soooo. Soooo what made you feel this way? Have you ever been part of something to make another person feel giddish?  How did that make you feel?  Toooo feel giddish; is it advisable or inadvisable?  Maybe we can’t even control being giddish! 

I don’t know the magic number; if it 65, 70, 75 or 80?  I don’t know; maybe you have experience and can tell me what the number is.  But I think for many folks there is a magic number.  Maybe it is when folks get older when many folks seem happier and of course, some seem not as happy (i.e. many different circumstances).  Some older folks are happier then when they were younger.  They seem to choose associates and their associations much more carefully as they get older. Some older folks get much more selective (i.e. don’t try to impress everyone or care to be around some folks that they had toooo when younger). Some folks cut loose folks who need to be cut loose (i.e. folks who drag their life down). They don’t deal with folks they don’t like. The old clock is ticking; they don’t have time to waste. And of course, some old folks don’t have options; they are stuck for many reasons. MissPerfect says—It’s probably inadvisable to be around folks you don’t care for but sometimes folks have no choice. UnstableRenault  says—It’s not advisable to be moody!  But I am.  I hate it. I can be happy and sad all in the same minute sometimes. What is going on anyway!

Jessica, who is like 007 who never misses or runs out of bullets, had new shoes on when we did the Alzheimer’s walk.  I said—are they new shoes—got them from my company for Christmas—what kind are they—ON—never heard of them—they are really comfortable; I really like them; I looked up how much they cost; expensive; maybe that is why I like them; now I want to buy more!  Ain’t that the way it goes; it’s hard to go back to the less nicer ones.  Sooooo maybe it’s advisable to not move up, stay at the less nicer ones! haha

CoachB says—"Beware of vampires! Choosing who you associate with is a great, great benefit when you choose the right people. When you choose people who are energy givers instead of vampires, it makes a world of difference in your joy. Mature people understand that better.” I think he is saying it is inadvisable to be around vampires!

I was at Casey’s getting gas and the bulk gas truck was there making a delivery.  It was about 4 on a Saturday afternoon. The driver, who was maybe 30 started talking to me—it’s my last stop of the day; I had 4 and drove about 400 miles today; I have to drive back to Mason City (i.e. about a good hour) and then home another 45 minutes—you can take the day off tomorrow—and Monday—do they treat you well—I think they do; are considerate of me and my family—you have a family—3 daughters and a wife—is it going well for your family—we are doing well—sounds like you have a good attitude—we do; much better than a fellow driver who complains negatively all the time; he’s like a vampire and sucks life out of me; I just get away from him—the best to you and your family—thank you and you toooo.

Recently on a beautiful fall day I went for a bike ride on the Cedar Valley Trails.  Happenstance, na, I don’t think soooo! I met a couple as I was sitting on a bench at my favorite place to mediate.  They stopped and talked to me.  Great folks.  Soooo uplifting, positive, and full of life (i.e. there are good folks with good hearts all over the place).  They were about 75 I guess.  Then after about 20 minutes, they got on their bikes and left my life.  They were the only folks I saw while sitting there!  Never asked their names nor did they ask me what my name was. Crazy!  Then when I was putting my bike on my vehicle a guy came to the pickup next to me and was loading his bike.  He started talking and we found out that our wives died of Alzheimer’s both about a 1.5 years ago.  We had almost the exact situation even to both wintering in AZ and hiking many of the same hikes.  He told me he went back last year but it just wasn’t the same.  He didn’t think he was going this winter.  It seems like it’s always good to talk to someone who knows what you went through.  Some of you know what I’m talking about. Yes, you do! I was reminded once again by these folks of what Tony Dungy says—People don’t care who we are. They need us to care who they are. When we do that, we have enough of a platform to influence lives (i.e. they really don’t care what your job is, how much money you have or how important you think we are; they just want us to humbly, sincerely care about them—they really don’t care as to how great we think we are soooo don’t talk about yourself big shot). WorldClassLarry says--Hey, folks, it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure who the neat folks are.  Such is life.

Approximately a third of the world population claim to believe in Jesus as their Lord and Savior.  There are more who believe in Him as a person but not as their Savior.  Some believe in Jesus the same as many do of goblins, witches, vampires and zombies.   Saturday question—What do you believe about this Jesus? I’m messing with you! Spooky!

This morning I’m in beautiful Morrison, CO (i.e. on the average, there are 242 sunny days per year in Morrison); home of our daughter, son-in-law and grandkids.  They get all the breaks! Morrison is where the famous Red Rock Amphitheater is.  Many of you have been there I bet, maybe even took in a concert.  It is an amazing place with perfect natural acoustics.  Amazing but not as amazing as Buggy and Jimmer (i.e. but I’m very prejudice—it’s purely advisable to be prejudice of all grandchildren; all grandparents should be for sure). 

Traveling from Des Moines to Denver, a young, pretty, gal in her 20s with her hair in a pony tall which stuck out of the back of her baseball cap driving a new, shinny, big, black Yukon passed me 4 times on I-80. She was going at least 90 mph.  Scary!  The truckers say--The best way to make good time is by keeping the driver's door closed.  I think she disagreed with the truckers! Some folks really think life is really scary now.  It could be! Sooooo I hope this "It's Saturday" wasn't the scary straw that put you over the top which made you poopless!  Now that is really scary!

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

erv

MyFriendJean said—It’s okay to cook up excuses, but don’t use any that are half baked.

The tip of the day comes from a friend.  She told me that she likes peanut butter on her apple; I never heard of that before.  I like it!  A mutual friend tells me that this tipster is soooo darn smart; she is; no question! But peanut butter on an apple! Now this week she told me she likes French dressing on her steak! What next!