61 years on planet Earth
Graduate of Mercer University
Served my country. Showed a willingness to die for it. U.S Army
I study the paranormal, UFO’s and aliens, cryptids
Imagine, if you will, blue jeans that are fitted low on the hips, tight in the thighs, and balloon out at the bottom into giant “bells”. Yeah, elephant bells. The reason I ask you to imagine them is because I can find no free pictures of them to upload. The ones pictured above are modern and are way “over the top” with the flare, but they’re close. Now that you’ve imagined them with the help of the picture and the written description, you know what I’m talking about. Some of you remember them, some of you have seen the pictures in old family albums when we all looked like the “The Mod Squad”. But that’s a different story.
The Sun Will Shine and the Wind will Blow
I’m an optimist. I have high hopes for the future of Planet Earth. I believe that the techies of this day will prevail in giving us affordable electric vehicles with solid state batteries that will be capable of getting us from one side of the country to the other using an infrastructure tailored to that end. I’m already seeing the fruits of those who dream such things. There are more and more charging stations out there.
“I need you to take me out to the desert and leave me to die alone.” He was fully settled in the backseat and I didn’t know how to answer such a statement. I could tell he was in pain.
The simplest things can be a source of embarrassment for youngsters. A lot of kids pick their noses. Some are more discreet at it than others. Some are blatantly open about it. I was always discreet about such things.
Lee was always scouting the newcomers for his next sailing candidate. When he took the opportunity to be the barber on Lojwa, he recognized a major need immediately. Weed was extremely rare. When he saw the island with it’s lush growth next to ours in the east, he knew he could grow primo herb there. He’d just need an assistant. All he’d have to pay him would be a half ounce every week.
Jimmy was a child with some anger issues and other behavioural problems. In the first grade, I remember him being the only kid in class that threw tantrums and beat on his desk with his fists. The teachers pretended not to notice. If he ever caught us snickering at his fits, he’d laugh and beat on the desk harder, reveling in the attention.
Seeking Seals, Whales, and Sasquatch
The beauty of retirement is freedom even if the pockets are low on cash. Simple things don’t require a lot of money. Hiking only requires resourcefulness. And the beauty of hiking is that it doesn’t have to wait for Coronavirus to “disappear.” But to enjoy the city life along the way as I prefer to, it will be best to wait for things to get back to the old normal. Maybe by then it won’t require a mask for public places.
“Mary Ellen, Lillian, ya’ll take the milk up the hill to the Emmitts. Be back before dark.” The young girls, eight and seven, always loved this time of day. The elderly couple loved their visits as well. In the height of the Great Depression, it was a blessing to have a cow that gave more than enough milk for a small family and it was a blessing to the old couple on the hill to have a neighbor that owned such a cow.