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.
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.”
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.
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!