July 23, 2016

we'll see

We’ll see if this jibber jabber makes any sense to you today. Some of you might think it's an infield pop-up and maybe some might think it's a home run.  You be the judge. AlwaysNearTheTillSenatorBill might look at things different than SweetHumbleBettyLou who is making $12 an hour at Casey’s!

Well scubbe dobe do! MissPerfect says—Mean people are not happier, or necessarily more successful…Kindness is more than deeds. It is an attitude, an expression, a look, a touch. It is anything that lifts another person…Plant seeds of kindness. Do something nice every day. Kindness pays most when you don’t do it for payback.  Does this make any sense to any of you? We’ll see what you decide to do with your life. GeorgeTheCrook says—Most folks think most about themselves and how it affects their wallet!  Ouchy ouchy! I don’t know GeorgeTheCrook, I know some pretty good folks who are very kind and have servant attitudes.  Very good folks with good hearts; my kind of folks. Crazy huh!

ItchieBitchie says--A person has to have a strong resolve to stay at a certain level of achievement.  In golf, it doesn’t matter how you played yesterday but how you play today.  Many players play well but the next day they can’t play at the level they have.  Some folks are soooo strong (i.e. can even be cocky) and then all of a sudden, they seem to get in their own way (i.e. their minds end up in the gorse at Royal Troon).  Is that called pride before the fall?  A friend asked me at breakfast recently how my golf game was—I said I have played well this summer. That same afternoon I went and played 9 (i.e. Arlene rode along—beautiful summer day). I didn’t play as well. Arlene said—That wasn’t very good!!!!  I hate that when Arlene is soooo truthful to me. Ouchy ouchy! We’ll see where my game goes from here. Such is life.

A friend told me this story about his golf buddy—MyBuddy loved to golf and was a good player. Occasionally he would play with his wife…they were members at a nice country club. One round they were playing together and MyBuddy birdied the first hole…his wife didn’t say anything about it but just normal conversation or paying attention to her own game. Then he birdied number 2. Same thing. Not a word. He proceeds to finish the front nine at -3…his personal best to that date. Still nothing!! He couldn’t figure it out. They get to the back nine and he’s not playing quite as well but keeping it together and has it -2 with just a couple of holes left in the round. FINALLY, he can’t take it anymore and he turns to his wife and says….geez don’t you realize how well I’m playing. She deadpans and turns to him… “Honey, no one needs to tell you how good you’re playing. You’ve got that one figured out all by yourself.” With the implication being of course I know how well you’re playing but why do you need my affirmation and approval…or quit acting like a little kid! Put him in his place pretty quick!

LandlordClarence said to the tenant of his farm—I feel sorry for the rabbits—why is that the tenant asked—you plant corn sooo thick that if a rabbit wants to change rows, he has to go to the end of the field. I had a beer with one of my golf buddies after our match last Friday.  He reminded me that after a guy plays fairly well for some time, you try to do even better and that’s when the game becomes a struggle.  Ya got to start over and built it back up again (i.e. it happens a lot). It’s a humbling experience alright. Soooo don’t be surprised when it happens. MyGolfBuddy told me that he use to get mad but has pretty much controlled it know. Huh, interesting. I was running the other morning and a guy was trimming his hedge.  I stopped and talked a little—Your trim job looks good—ya, it’s work that I don’t like to do but I like the hedge; ya got to take the good with the bad! Bingo!

Bernie Bernie Bernie! A few weeks ago Hillary was HillaryTheEvil to Bernie but now Bernie crawls in bed with her and Hillary is now QueenHillary! And Donald, I wonder if the Republicans and the Democrats alike are worried he might screw up the “good old boy group.” He is scary folks (i.e. he makes a lot of folks feel like they have to go to the bathroom). C’on, how can Senators end up with many millions of net worth on their salary.  Something smells fishy to me. What do you think? It appears to me that just maybe Bernie is right—it’s fixed (i.e. maybe he’s just mad ‘cause they haven’t helped him make millions).  I wonder if they care about the JoeAverages of the world.  Maybe, just maybe, it has nutten to do with what is best for America. Maybe just maybe politics have nutten to do with the masses but just about how the elite can make money.  I don’t know, what do you think? We’ll see! Many times it’s about the money folks. Some things seem like they never change, just maybe.

I was curious how much it cost to paint the water tower.  Soooo I went to city hall and asked.  The price is part of the total bid and then subbed out.  Sooooo I go up to the water tower and talked to one of the owners.  He talked my leg off.  He told me that they did it for $80,000.  They do 12 a year in the upper Midwest.  They have a reputation soooo they can pick and choose (i.e. usually about location and who the general contractor is).  They also do some work for the mines in northern MI where they all live.  Work 8 months except for occasions in the winter for the mines.  He said—The guys like some time off to hunt deer, snowmobile and ice fish.  You are gone from home a lot when working—ya, my wife tells folks that we have been married for 34 years but it's really only 17! 

It seems to me that Donald and Hillary can downplay the bad stuff that each other say about them and upplay their good stuff that they say about themselves.  Now that is an art folks. They don’t ever seem to get humbled or think they are ever wrong (i.e. must have huge massive egos—I think they do). They amaze me! They don’t seem to ever eat humble pie.  We’ll see how this all works out. I really wonder about these two. They’re not like my hero Old Abe.  I wonder if the masses are tired of all this crap.  I wonder. It might end up being the mases against the elite huddle.  I think I read about this before folks. CadillacJack says—If you don’t take care of the masses, they will revolt.  We have seen it before (i.e. it’s history folks). Maybe we are in the process.  This could get ugly.  What do you think?

NiftyNel says--It’s brown but tastes yellow! ItchieBitchie says—Things aren’t always as they look folks.  I stopped for a sausage-egg mcmuffin and a senior coffee after riding bike the other Saturday morning.  I read the Des Moines Register and did Sudoku (i.e. I really enjoy this).  There was a group of seniors sitting at a table about 10 feet from me. During my stay, there must have been 15 different folks join and leave this group.  They had a grand time. If you would listen to them you might think they didn’t like each other as they were gruff, direct, poked fun of each other etc.  They truly liked each other and very supportive of each other (i.e. it was very obvious when someone left the group).  They had a blast.  I think this comradery is sooooo good for folks.  I did hear one lady who was always negative about everything. I wondered why she was this way.  One lady asked Fred if he eats an apple pie ever day with nothing to drink—yes I do—don’t you get sick of it—no no, I like it. They made me smile and feel good. There are sooooo many good folks out there and they aren’t always the fancy folks—they are good average folks with good hearts. I was reminded once again that many of you folks are such good folks. Keep it up! And don’t try to act soooo important and act like you are better than others.  Be humble and do good stuff. That is my suggestion to you.  If you don’t agree, I understand. It’s is soooo hard to be humble. Such is life.

I read this while eating my oatmeal with half a banana on it--Paul (i.e. anyone can be a Paul) says—Quit praying about yourself and spend your life for the sake of others as the bondservant of Jesus.  That is the true meaning of being broken bread and poured-out wine in real life. The Paul who said this was the Paul that was beheaded by Nero’s soldiers. Ouchy ouchy!

I read in the paper soooo it must be right—Corrupt government will create a corrupt people, and a corrupt people will perpetuate a corrupt government.  We’ll see! SusieQ says—It seems like a lot of folks have drunk/are drinking the Kool-Aid.  It’s called good old “corrupt magic.” Bernie Sanders’ supporters are maybe right when they loudly proclaim that the system is rigged (i.e. by the ruling elite). 

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

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MyFriendJean says—Sorrow looks back, worry looks around, faith looks up.

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