I read in the paper sooooo it must be right that we are past
the informational age but in a misinformational age. Inaccuracy and misperception reign. This is getting really crazy folks. It will never be the same; NEVER! It’s time
to cut through the smog folks. But will
it happen? That’s it; no one knows. AverageJoe says—It’s all powered by money and
power. Soooo there you go folks. The golden rule is—Love your neighbor as yourself. My mentor would say to me—erv, the world’s
golden rule is—gold rules! It looks like
the rural common folks don’t like that!
There always seems to be some
undergrinding (i.e. agitation); always. A
friend was telling me about his grandson who really likes music. He always has but the family really didn’t
recognize or appreciate his interest or his ability. They wanted him to be in sports etc. Granddad asked him—Aren’t you going to miss
cross country (i.e. he was pretty good at it).
The grandson’s replay—no no, not a bit; I can’t wait to spend more time
on my music. To his family I say—It’s
time for you guys to press the reset button!
A friend sent me an email with some information. I wondered it if was correct sooo I checked
on Snopes. Then I goggled Snopes to see if they could be trusted. I found out that Snopes is some husband and
wife who might not know any more than LuckieEddie (i.e. and this might not be true)! Soooooo who can a person trust with the
truth. ItchieBitchie says—I will believe
it when I see it! Yabut ItchieBitchie,
sometimes we don’t see right. We only
see what we want to see! Sooo there you
go, believe what you want about what’s in this “It’s Saturday.” Just remember,
I’m just a little old farm boy from a mile and fourth south of Roseland, MN. I’m
not the media! Such is life.
OneSmartPerson said—“There are no unbiased people. There
are, however, unbiased facts. Seems many folks appear to ignore those when it
suits their interests...especially political actors.” The media seems to have
lived up to President elect Donald Trump’s expectations—they are bias. If these folks are sooooo smart and have all
the latest information, how could they be fooled by the uneducated common rural
Americans! That just makes me
laugh. GeorgeTheCrook says—Just maybe
the elite (i.e. those who think they are elite anyway) aren’t as smart as they
think they are. Just maybe. OhShucks says—The media brainwashes us! The media is homogeneous bunch of folks. They might not know it but it sure appears
they are. That's it!
I was talking with a friend whose husband passed. She is adjusting (i.e. some of you have been
through it and now what she is dealing with).
She is trying to make friends and get involved more. She says it’s hard as she doesn’t have an
outgoing personality. She said that one
person wants her to do things but she doesn’t really enjoy being around
her. What don’t you like about her I
asked? She always thinks she knows
everything. Ouchy ouchy!
I read this in a book this week—Stop and think for a moment.
What defines you? What are you known for?
What do you do or what have you done that might make up your identity? Is it
money? Friendships? Statues? Power? Social-media followers? …Popularity, much
like money and anything else, ebbs and flows. Status? That changes too.
Don’t
count your chickens before they are hatched.
Boxer Mike Tyson once said, “Everyone has a plan ‘till they get punched
in the mouth.” SusieQ says—Then you have
to go to plan B or C or D. Have you ever
thought you had it all planned out but it didn’t work that way? Are you crazy
erv, everyone has been through that. I
hear folks say—We’ll see how it works out even though it looks like a slam
dunk. I guess they have counted their
chickens before they hatched before and they didn’t hatch. Something happened. CrazyMarvin says—There are soooo many
uncertainties that I have no control over.
Sooooo folks, don’t be surprised when it doesn’t go according to Hoyle (i.e. you bridge players will understand that). That’s just the way it is. Such is life.
My mentor would say to me—erv, things aren’t never as bad as
they look and never as good as they look; we think when things are good, they
will be good forever and when things are bad they will be bad for ever; not
soooooo erv.
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| #42 and #12 have changed after 50 yrs |
I had the great
opportunity last Saturday to meet an old college friend at the University of Northern IA's dome to watch his grandson play in a hs football semi-final (i.e.
haven’t seen him for many years). Rick and I played basketball together at good
old Northwestern College. Rick is a good
guy with a good heart—my kind of person. ANYWAY Rick was the franchise (i.e. he could really fill the bucket up folks). My purpose was to throw the ball to him. We reminisced about soooo many fun
things that we shared together. It was just plain fun. We had sooooo many
experiences together. He told me one
that I didn't remember it. He and I were the deep rebounders on the free throw lane. It was against Westmar he said and on the
west end of the gym. The guy shot the free throw and we both stepped into the
lane to block out the shooter and my heel landed on his toe and broke it. Ouchy ouchy!
Crazy fun story. I called Rick,
Tricky Ricky, as he could really trick his opponent and it was another 2 points. We had a Rocky on our team, a Lover, an Ox
and a Slick. I didn’t like Slick as he
was just that—slick I thought (i.e. as slippery as a greased pig, slippery as teflon). I was competing for playing
time with him and some of us thought he was slick with the coach to gain an
advantage. Maybe the reality was that he
was better than me (i.e. maybe I thought I was better than I thought I was)
and I was not seeing the situation right.
Now that could be. But I must admit, I wanted to say to Slick--Curb it!
When I was a freshman there were 12 freshman players. When I was a senior only 2 of the 12 were
left. That is how it works folks. I was maybe in the middle+ of the 12 as far as
talent went. But I had a real interest.
Many could not put up with all the work without much playing time. All the players were good. And each year they brought in another 12
players that were good. That is how it
works folks. I just really had a great
experience (i.e. a tremendous life opportunity for me). That’s it folks.
A nice young gal told me that her and her husband do not
think the same politically or how they should raise their children. Now that could be a problem. I wonder how they will work that out. Many of you are not yoked the same. It can create problems. Generally, there will be one alpha dog but
not always. Sometimes relationships just
break up. I heard a radical Democrat say
to her radical Republican husband—If you weren’t sooooo nice and such a good friend,
I would elect not to be around you. I
know and see marriages where they don’t agree and each go their own way. They are married but not really. I friend told me about her son-in-law who
doesn’t want anything to do with God.
His mother said—We spent a lot of money, effort, and time to educate him
in a Catholic school for what?
Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:
#12
MyFriendJean says—When preparing to travel, lay out all your
clothes and all your money. Then take half the clothes and twice the money.
Knock, Knock
Who's there?
Gladys
Gladys Who?
Gladys Thanksgiving, Aren't You?
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