May 5, 2018

Really! Oh man!

This “It’s Saturday” might seem rather ervish (i.e. like swervin’ervinish)!  Sooooo take that into consideration when reading it; this is not rhetoric; it’s not a judgment call.  Remember, talk is cheap because the supply exceeds the demand! I tell you what folks, I’m going to give you the whole 9 yards of the old-crow medicine if you like it or not! BUT, I’m not trying to change public opinion or your opinion.  Do you have any idea how hard it is to change your opinion?  I don’t think you do! It’s nearly impossible or impossible.

I’m going to try to change something about myself (i.e. figurative and literally).  It will be hard as I maybe have been this way for a long time (i.e. I have been had).  It will be as hard to change as my golf swing!  But I’m going to try. I am going to re-brand as they say in business!  I have been working on it but am really going to put a lot of effort into it.  It will be a challenge.  I wonder if I can do it.  It will be interesting. I already have been humbly presented with an opportunity for me to be tested. Really! Oh man!

We took a little day trip to get some flowers from the Mennonites. It was suggested by a pickleball friend,Master Gardener Sara.  We stopped and had lunch at McDonald’s.  We haven’t eaten at the Mc for a long time; it really tasted good (i.e. if a person hasn’t had something for a while, it seems to taste better).  As I was helping Arlene to the door, there were three construction workers also entering at the same time.  I told them to go ahead (i.e. Arlene doesn’t walk very well and is very slow).  They said—no no, you go ahead. One held the outside door, and another held open the inside door.  They were soooo nice to Arlene.  It really touched my heart. There are really nice folks around with good hearts.  There are. Really! Oh man!                                                                                                                                                          
AverageJoe (i.e. who is delightfully blunt and unflinchingly honest) says--Like a stalker creeping in the shadows, watching your every move, LifestyleCreepJoe slowly creeps up on you. As you go about your daily life, you don’t even notice LifestyleCreepJoe lurking in the shadows… Until bam! The creep jumps out from behind the bushes and you suddenly realize that you have been had (i.e. like you make good money but have not a lot to show for it)!

Argentinian, Adolfo Cambiaso, probably the greatest polo player in the world, cloned his favorite polo pony and has 14 ponies just like her (i.e. probably the best polo ponies in the world).  He said all the clones have the same temperament, skills and the great desire to play.  That is really amazing to me.  And you don’t need a male; no breeding.  The article said it could easily be done with humans as well.  That is amazing and scary to me.  Maybe the NFL will look into this.  Each franchise would have a Tom Brady! Saturday question--Do you think the general public would want to clone you or I? Really! Oh man!

I was checking a book out at the library the other day. There was a super senior gal (i.e. super senior in age for sure) also checking out.  She had maybe 3 or 4 books.  I said to her—it looks like you read a lot—yes I do but I also like to watch sports—soooo what sports do you like to watch—basketball and football but I will watch golf and other sports toooo.  Really! Oh man!

I called a friend (i.e. a farmer) and he was at the grain elevator playing pepper.  He had to call me back.  Soooo I asked him if he was playing for money.  He said—No, we don’t do that; when you play for money everything changes.  It’s amazing how money changes things.  GeorgeTheCrook said—Anytime there is pride, money or power involved, folks change. When folks are extremely competitive, (i.e.  change their game plan to win) they become a different animal.  Like my friend says—Everything changes when folks play pickleball very competitively; they hit it to the poorer player and the better player will poach—why, they want to win—it’s no longer social).  SusieQ says—I will do anything to win; I’m very competitive.  Sooooo you are SusieQ, sooooo you are!

I was told by a very smart gal to bet on the horse to win the Kentucky Derby that poops just before the race; has less weight to carry!  I get all the free advice.  Really! Oh man! More free advice!  I was putting my shoes on at pickleball Friday morning and I asked Deb what she is going to do today—going to thin out my Lilly of the Valley—really; why are you going to do that—it makes the flowers larger on the other plants—oh!  Sooooo I went home and did the same.  Such is life.

Really! Oh man! "The affluent tend to answer 'yes' to three questions we include in our surveys: 1. Were your parents very frugal?; 2. Are you frugal?; 3. Is your spouse more frugal than you are?" - The Millionaire Next Door

If you are a millennial, you will laugh!  If you are a old fart, you will laugh.  Sooo I purchased a bag of Scott’s Grub Killer for our lawn at Blain’s.  It was $21.88 with a $5 rebate.  I took it to the check out and the gal said—the bag has a hole in it; you want to get a different one—how about a discount and I’ll just take it.  Sooooo they sold it to me for $12.33.  Soooo I fill out the rebate on line.  I had to have a pic of 5 mb or less.  That meant I had to crop a pic as a normal pic is toooo large.  Bingo, that bag of Grub Killer cost me $7.33 plus 86 cents of tax.  Here is the deal—Most millennials won’t go through all that work for $5 rebate when they are making a zillion dollars and many old farts aren’t going to mess with resizing a pic to make it work for $5.  Sooooo Scott’s knows what they are doing.  We have been had.  They do that for a million folks and they just made $5,000,000 and had free advertising. Realy! Oh man!

 RickyRick says—"We’ve all notice that the reception quality on a cell phone varies widely. The same is true with you. You must be positioned correctly to hear God speak (i.e. God’s noise). Sometimes we don’t give God a chance to talk to us. We’ve made up our minds. We want to do what we want to do, not what God wants us to do. Our hearts are hardened, and we’re unwilling to listen. When you have a closed mind, of course he’s not going to talk to you!”  Really! Oh man!  I have this saying on my bathroom mirror about choices.  Does it make any sense to you?  That is what I thought.

Really! Oh man!  A friend (i.e. who seems to have a very realistic opinion of himself and of the world) had carpal tunnel surgery (i.e. the surgery took 9 minutes he said).  I asked him why he had it done.  It was because he couldn’t sleep at night anymore.  We talked that we quite often don’t do something until it becomes an absolute necessity.  Crazy!  I changed the oil and air filter in my golf cart.  I purchased the filter from mechanic Denny.  I asked him how often most folks change the oil in their golf carts—some do it annually, but many don’t do it until their cart won’t run and bring it in for me to fix and say, why don’t you change the oil tooooo; it’s been forever!  Crazy!  I had to change the in-cabin-air filter in our car.  I was going to just blow it out but it had a hole in it and it looked like a mice nest on top.  Chad, my auto parts supplier, said it probably was mice.  He said it happens a lot; sometimes the mice even get in the car through the filter.  Rally! Oh man!

Got this response from a pickleball buddy from WY--Hi Erv. Hope you are doing well. I'm still in AZ going north in another week or two. Winter went fast, had fun here but also ready to go north away from this hot dry air. Read your blog today about the shed hunting. Thought you might be interested to know the Boy Scouts of Jackson Hole, Wyoming sold 9672 pounds of elk sheds in 2017 for 192,759 dollars. It is kind of a big thing out in the West. Lots of people hunt sheds here. Usually sale for 12 to 15 dollars a pound. Hard to believe!

I read in the paper soooo it must be right that 93% of journalists voted the Democrat ticket in the last election.  Sooooo what does that mean?  Surely that wouldn't influence their reporting, would it? It appears to me (i.e. my opinion) that nutten is reported without bias; most all journalism is not telling the facts but persuading the public opinion.  We are being had folks one way or the other!  Now we got women bashing women; now isn't that interesting.  What are the limits?  It appears that nutten is off limits (i.e.like laughing about killing babies).  Dr. J (i.e. who is as American as over weight and high cholesterol) says--"In an age of tolerance and compromise, the idea that there is only one way to do something is roundly rejected. 'One way' is considered narrow-minded, intolerant, inconsiderate, and even disrespectful. So, it’s not surprising that the New Testament’s message of forgiveness through Jesus alone is not received by many." What do you think of that?  That is what I thought!  

My opinion here folks, entirely my opinion but I really think I’m right, at least in my mind!  I have seen some major change in some of you; yes, I have.  I’m sure, in my opinion (i.e. some of you went from great to really great).  Maybe it’s age or circumstances or some of you seeing the light; I don’t know for sure, but I really think I have seen major change in some of you.  Sorry to say, I think some of you haven’t changed a bit (i.e. my opinion) but some of you have really stepped up your game.  Some of you were just average and now are great. Some of you are teetering on being great but haven’t made the decision yet (i.e. greatness awaits you).  Some folks are still proud and cocky (i.e. haven’t changed yet; maybe never will change).  Really! Oh man! BUT that is from my vantage point and is my opinion! Saturday questions—Do you think you have changed? Do you even what to change? Here is a great person’s opinion—“How terrible it will be for you, scribes and Pharisees, you hypocrites! You are like whitewashed tombs that look beautiful on the outside but inside are full of dead people’s bones and every kind of impurity.”

TheOtherWarrenFromOmaha says--During WWII, U.S. Airplanes were armed with belts of bullets which they would shoot during dogfights and on strafing runs.  These belts were folded into the wing compartments that fed their machine guns. These belts measure 27 feet and contained hundreds of rounds of bullets. Often times, the pilots would return from their missions having expended all of their bullets on various targets. They would say, I gave them the whole nine yards, meaning they used up all of their ammunition.  

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

erv

MyFriendJean says—If you are not using your smile, you are like a man with a million dollars in the bank and no check book.

P.S. Inspiration unused is merely entertainment. To get new results, you need to take new actions.

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