Pigs

I like bacon.Bet you do also.

Fried bacon.Microwaved bacon.

Wrap it in bacon.

I can eat bacon like most folks eat popcorn.

Then there is sausage,pork chops fried please,ham country ham oh boy BBQ ribs shoot me now they good!

Pulled BBQ sandwiches with Brunswick stew and Wise potatoes chips and no matter what people say Brunswick stew originated in Brunswick,Georgia.
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Thick sliced,peppered thick sliced bacon.

Bacon bacon bacon.

But did you know pigs are smart really intelligent animals?

Remember Arnold from Green Acres?

In my humble opinion Arnold should have had his own show like Lassie.

I can see it now,Arnold to the rescue,follow Arnold there is danger little Timmy has gotten himself in big trouble again.

Pigs are smarter than dogs,cats even horses.

And we eat'em.

Think I know why.

Baby piglets are so cute and cuddly.

But when they grow up they loose that cuteness.

They get big and fat no fuzzy hair and go oink oink and love to roll in mud.

That's why dogs,cats and even horses (well sometimes horses do that canned beef from Argentina I'm suspicious of) don't end up on the table they figured out how to keep their cuteness.

Bacon.I like it.

If pigs could just get that cuteness thing down right we might be having some other meat for breakfast.

Possums.Did you know possum's are really smart and intelligent...

Boring

Dear digital diary.

A boring day.Same o same o.Boring meals.Boring everything.

I just stayed in bed.Why get up that would be boring also.Just to sit in front of the TV watching the same boring thing over and over.The commander of the remote likes the same old Walker Texas Ranger reruns over and over I know them by heart really.Then it's sports any sports you know what I hate women's basketball.Yep boring.

I don't do much of the activities.Bingo and crafts not my cup of tea as they say.Boring.They do try bless their hearts but coloring leaves and apples in fall colors excuse me boring.

I know it sounds like I'm un appreciative but no.

Maybe in a few days when the weather is cooler I will go outside and sit.Refresh my mind and soul.

Watching Grandma

Way back then
Before credit cards
And people cooked with lard
Families canned things in jars

Raised what they eat
Down on the farm
Food like that
Today we can't beat

Peas beans taters
Cornbread and milk
Please don't forget
Those fried green maters

Eggs from the coup
Fresher than fresh
Oh my my
That homemade vegetable soup

Things where different
Maybe things better
Watching Grandma
Churning the butter

This was me

Once this was me
Everything so so had to be
If not drive me up a tree
This thing called OCD

Should I

Should I eat it now
Should I wait
Ms Amber just brought me
Homemade strawberry cake

Talk is cheap

All the news channels folks are quick to point out what is wrong with this or that but they never offer solutions for the problems.

Yep talk is cheap.

Smart man

So I'm watching this TV commerical.

A Krystal burger ad.

Young Lady sitting on a park bench

Boyfriend kneels down in front of her.

She giggles with excitement knowing what is about to happen.

He smiling whips out a Krystal burger and proposed.

Smart man.

Why go buy an expensive ring he most likely had to buy on credit and the chances being the marriage won't last and the couple will become bitter with each other and both wish now they had never met and they are close to blows with sticks,hammers anything close by and now there is the D- I-V -O -R- C -E that Ms Tammy sung about and the lawyers are the only ones who will win it's now she said he said two sides to every story both can't be right there goes the house and cars the kids are the ones who will suffer cause Mom and Dad will just go out and do it again nothing last forever you get the picture?

Yeah that Krystal burger was a good idea.

Boogey person

The boogey person is real.

I just seen it.

The boogey person takes the form of a human.
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Lord I know you know.

You,they and I know you seen.

Protect your children Lord.

Don't be silly

How I know I don't know.

Think me crazy if you must but it's going to happen.Sooner than later.

It will be at sunrise.My eyes still drooping with sleep.

Unexpected by most.Disbelieved by the rest.But it will happen.

It will come at a time when needed most.Especially me.At that early hour it will happen.

Yea yee be thankful the wait has been long.

My patience shall be rewarded.

Ready? I'm more than ready.

A glorious day has finally arrived.

Watching the parking lot with anticipation.

I see it!

Walking towards me.

Yes.

Hands loaded with....

Sausage and biscuits and a medium cup of coffee from McDonald's.

What? You was expecting something else? UFO'S maybe?

Don't be silly.

There is no such thing.

Right?

1st day

Happy first day of fall to you!

I miss summer already.

A little bit.

Blame it on ...

Folks and their cell phones.

Addiction in the first degree.
Standing in line for hours to get the latest I phony contraption gizmo.

Watching ball games I notice the stands.People aren't paying attention to the game they are busy texting on their I phoneys.

Seen on the news where a guy that had just been shot being wheeled out on a stretcher and of all things he was texting.

Another video surfaced of a school bus driver caught texting while driving the kids.

Senator John McCain caught playing a game on his I phoney while the Pres is speaking.

A cop here in Georgia leads the nation in giving tickets to people texting while driving.800 so far this year and he plans to make it to 1000 by years end.

Ok I won't be a hypocrite.Several of these new fangled inventions I'm addicted to myself.It's pitiful but my life revolves around this computer.

See what Star Trek started with those pocket communicators they used on the TV series?

Blame it all on Captain Kirk and Spock.

And I can't leave without saying...beam me up Scotty.

We are animals

Man is the cruelest of animals.

Lord help us.

We never learn

Wars continue.

Crime,murder all sorts of violence every day in our homes,streets,towns.

We are the animals.

Kill the man with the ball

Watching a football game today,fumble,loose ball and it brought back a memory.A big pileup and fight for the ball ensured.

We Juniper Street kids had a game we played.I'm not sure other kids played this or not.

Kill the man with the ball was what we called it.

It was dodgeball moved up a few notches.In school both sexes played dodgeball together.It was coed.It could be fast and furious but fairly tame.My favorite recess game I might add.

Kill the man with the ball was something different.

Take any ball,basketball,football,baseball anything and throw it up in the air.And the bravest of the brave,Juniper Street's finest and most daring and the one who is a glutton for punishment reaches for and grabs the ball.

The other kids now proceeded to chase,catch and pileup on the catchee of the ball.

You may think being tackled in football was a rough thing.

But no.

No helmets,pads or any protective equipment was used in our game of kill the man with the ball.

It was a game of that ranked right up there with turn the lights off in the tent and start swinging your fist..

That is another story for another time.

Dude! This is bad

Baked fish,pinto beans and grapes.

Remind me not to do that again.

Been one of those nights sport fans.I had a dream.More like a nightmare.

Early to bed I went last night.Nothing on TV so to YouTube I went and found one of those 10 hour tracks of noise to mask out the noise here.

A poor choice maybe I made.

10 hours of heavy rain and thunder.Well let me tell you.

Dreaming I was back at the old home place.Awaken by the sound of heavy water running wild under the house.It was as loud as the Chattahoochee.

Walking to the back porch Missy my loyal loving dog was just sitting there in the back yard looking up at me with this look like she was saying"Dude!This is bad".Missy always had a way with words.

Calling the plumber 3 guys showed up.1 went under the house and it was like he stepped into a sink hole and poof disappeared.

Like Missy said"Dude!This is bad".

The 3 plumbers guys and me where standing out back and the head honcho plumber was figuring up what this little escapade was going to cost me.

As he wrote he would look at the other guys then look at me and all 3 of them would chuckle.

All I can say is thank goodness I woke up before I got the estimate.

So here I am at 4 am in the morn telling you of my dream.

Least it wasn't all bad.

I got to see Missy again.

I confess

It's true.What you have heard about me.

I confess.

I'm a nerd,geek and a crip.

Here seen in my natural habitat.

Sitting in front of the puter playing with my ham radio.

The ever present nectar of nerds,geeks and crips everywhere, a foam cup of coffee in my hand.

The smell of silver solder,shiny stranded number 14 copper wire,the dit dot of perfectly sent Morse code.

Listening to an expert using an old Vibroplex Blue Racer.Music to my ears.

Yeah that is who I am.

Nerds,geeks,crips unite.

Be proud of who you are.

For those not lucky enough to live in Georgia!

Not the party type

I'm not quite right.

Some things just don't interest me.Can't get excited about it at all.

Watching some football fans on TV this morning and they are really enjoying themselves.

Dancing in the street,cooking out,having a party.

I just can't get that into it.

Really my sport of choice is NASCAR.

I started going to the races when I was about 13 years old.That was what Daddy and me did.Not fishing not hunting but going to races.That was our Daddy/Son thing.

But never did we dance in the street like these football fans do.

Am I missing something here?

Why not

Shame shame shame.

Why ain't I'm surprised.

We all know this is how it works.

They(Republicans)have voted in the house to cut funding for Food Stamps.

So I guess that means there will be a little less for people to eat each month.

Why not cut out some tax breaks these big giant businesses get.Why not just don't shoot off 1 or 2 cruise missiles that cost a fortune.

Why don't our elected politicians just give a little of their salary back each year.

Nope.

Why do the moral thing.

Careful of what you wish for

Yay!

 Coyote finally catches Roadrunner.

After all of these years of hoping Coyote would catch that pesky little Roadrunner it has happened.

But as in life what we want most doesn't turn out the way wanted.

A hankering

Having a hankering for home made biscuits,white gravy and shredded fried crispy brown hash browns.

Might as well add a few real pork sausage patties.

Don't forget the fresh brewed Folgers coffee.

And orange juice since I'm eating healthy.

Our sins

Ok.

I haven't watched any news today.So it's your job to inform me what's going on.Specifically who has been acting bad.Doing something that they shouldn't be doing and got caught at it.

That's your mission today if you choose to accept.

We need dirt.Controversy.A scandal.

Something we can talk about.Be so shocked and surprised with.

The dirtier the better.

You know what I mean.Someone we can stone.Look down on.How shameful they have been.

Just so it's not one of us right who got caught.

Our sins are still hidden.

So we think.

Me and the goat

3 years old.

Roanoke,Alabama.

Me and the goat.

Grandpa,Daddy,Uncle Lavert and me where waiting for corn to be ground up at the grist mill.

Grandpa and Uncle Lavert thought it would be fun if I rode one of the goats in the yard.

I don't remember my opinion on the subject and most likely the goat wasn't pleased about it.

Who sat me on the goat I don't know.

The goat took off running down a steep hill.

Some where between the time the goat started running and stopping I fell off.

It knocked off my shoe I remember.

Grandpa and Uncle Lavert enjoyed my trip.I remember their laughter.

Daddy wasn't so pleased with them two.

Names

Something I've noticed maybe you have also.

Baseball.

Baseball jerseys.

Some of the names of players today their names are 10 letters or so.

Some names barely fit on the jersey.

Maybe players should change their names to Smith,Jones, etc.

Names that will fit on the back of their jersey.

Enough said

Patience is a virtue.

More of it is needed here at the old folks home.

Enough said.

I don't understand

Take care of people in this country first and if anything is left help rest of the world.

Strange ain't it we invade Iraq,destroy it then rebuild the country.

I remember seeing a movie about this small unheard of little country that was broke that invaded the United States just to be defeated and receive financial aid from good ole Uncle Sam.

And we do it.Cause it's the moral thing to do.

But what about the citizens right here?

And kids and old folks right here in LaGrange,Georgia go hungry and without medications they need to survive.

When there is a financial crisis in the country the first thing politicians start talking about is cut Social Security and Medicare/Medicaid.

Why do the poorest have to suffer the most?

Why not start at the top of the ladder and come down?

Why do politicians break their neck helping some country somewhere that hates America first before helping it's own people?

I don't understand.

The new highwaymen

If the police stop you and there is a large amount of money on you guess what they keep it.

Years ago they had people called highwaymen.They would stop and rob you.

Ain't this the same thing?

But this time they have the courts backing the highwaymen(police).

You have to prove that it's not drug money or other money made in a illegal matter.

There have been traffic stops made right here in Troup County,Georgia  where large sums of money have been confiscated.

Maybe it was drug money who knows .The police turn it in to the government and the local police agencies get a cut of it to use as they see fit.

Something about all this just doesn't seem right.

Imagination

Gianttisfied mutation.

I just heard that word spoken in an old SCFI movie.Pretty sure I spelled it wrong but with that idea I'm going to run with it.

Let your imagination go wild.

Those giant ants,spiders the 50 foot man and woman all mutated by atomic energy gone astray.Out on the New Mexico desert where those test during the 50's took place.

Yeah with a little imagination maybe a good story could be wrote.

The above mention gianttisfied objects have had stories and movies made about them.We need a new subject that's been nuked into some sort of a monster to write about.

Let's think.What could we write about?

I got it.It was so simple staring us in the eyes.

The government.

It's now become one gianttisfied mutation.A creature that was suppose to serve us but now has turned against the people.

Out of control.

Trying to control everything from A TO Z .

Freedoms my Daddy fought for in the big one WW2 are in jeopardy.

Freedom to protect your loved ones and family from armed intruders that come uninvited into your humble abode.

Don't shoot'em.It's ginst the law.

What's that you're putting in your mouth?Is it a french fry or forbid a cheeseburger?Stop now Big Brother said no.Don't eat that only what I think is good for you.

And put down that 40oz big gulp you don't know what's good for you young whipper snapper.

You said what?

It has just about reached a point where one might not say what's on their mind or what they feel cause ya never no who's listening and report you to thought control central.

See it wan't hard thinking up a new gianttisfied mutated monster to write about was it.

To bad it's not just our imagination.

Nice

Seeing,feeling and hearing the season change.

The big window is open and I see the trees a swaying in the breeze.Cool air blowing on my face.

Trees have a little tint of fall in them with yellowing leaves.

At night it sounds different also with the crickets.

The stars look big and low in the sky.

One word can sum it up.

Nice.

Soup and cornbread

Homemade veggie soup
Made in a crock pot
Add some cornbread
For lunch I got

It was fine
It was great
So good I dine
All of it I did ate

I am happy
I am sleepy
After food that good
I need a nappy

I am blessed
Having friends like this
Thanks Ms Kathy Mr Randy
Food like that I sure miss

From my window

From my window yesterday this I seen.

A young woman waiting on her child to get off the school bus.

Nothing out of the way different about that.

Just on a sunny day the young lady had a black umbrella and the prettiest lime green hair I've ever seen.

Good!

Would I lie to you?

Do you really think I could?

Everything I say is the gospel truth right?

Believe me?

Good!

Time for the fair

About that time.

Time for the fair to come around.

Each October they use to show up in small Georgia towns for a week.

Nights would be getting cool just right for a light jacket.

Those wonderful smells.Corn dogs,candied apples,french fries all those delicious smells just thinking of them makes my mouth water.

Sawdust covering the ground,crowds of people.All those games of chance.The rides.Ferris wheels,bumper cars the merry go round.

I can still see,smell and hear it all in my minds eye.

Ghost dog

Shiny white almost glittering and very fast.

12 years old and my friend and next door neighbor Doug was staying over on a Friday night.East Newnan,Georgia the year was 1964.

Washing our faces in cold water trying to stay awake long enough so we could watch Bestoink Dooley's scary/horror movies on WAGA channel 5 that came on after the 10 pm news.Movies like Dracula,Frankenstein where shown nothing like the gory to real movies of today.

It wasn't working so outside on the back porch we went.An October night and it was cool.The air was refreshing and it was working.

Wide awake now.

Sitting on the steps of the small high porch looking at the starry sky above us just killing time.

Across the street was a patch of trees.

Something caught our eye.Who seen it first I don't remember.

Running right to left in front of us is what we called a large collie sized dog in the trees.

I think it was a dog.If it made a sound never did we hear it.

It was fast.Just a second or so and it was gone.

It was bright like it was illuminated all we could make out was the shape.

The ghost dog we named it.

Never was it seen again.

Can you feel it?

Can you feel it?

I sure can.Has the Earth shifted on it's axis again?

Has there been some unnoticed calamity of nature that slipped by us?

Stop.Be still.Yeah you noticed it I bet.

Doesn't it feel like the world has tilted a little bit to the right?

Back in 2004 when that big tidal wave hit and all those people died it changed the Earth.Time slowed down,the North Pole shifted a few feet,the Earth was knocked off it axis some.

To me it feels like I'm leaning to the right.In bed flop there I go automatically to the right.If it wasn't for a bed rail most likely in the floor I would end up.Sitting in my chair people say I'm crooked but no I just tilt to the right.

Something has changed.

The world has tilted or maybe my spine is getting a little curve to it tilting me to the right.Most likely the latter is the case.

Room 31 mystery

A mystery of sorts is facing room 31.

Or has the struggles of life finally caught up with me?Maybe I'm losing what little good sense I did have.Let me explain.

I've wrote before of strange things that have gone on down here in 31.

The small half dollar size light that appears when someone here at the home dies.I see it floating around on the ceiling when it happens.

The knocking on the wall at night over in the PT room when it's closed and no one is there.

Now something else has started here in room 31.

Pennies.Might be pennies from Heaven or something I don't know.But pennies are being found under our beds down here.

It started last week when I noticed one under Mr B's bed.It was picked up by someone but reappeared the next day.

Today I noticed that all the beds in here all 4 had a penny under them.Not anywhere else in the room just under each bed.

Maybe somebody can explain this.Should we be worried or maybe we just need a piggy bank.

I don't think so

Would Dale Earnhardt do this?

How about Mickey Mantle or Hank Arron?

No I don't think they would.

I was watching football on TV yesterday and it was seen again.Supposedly big bad strong men really kids doing something that irks the daylights out of me.

That skipping around like little girls when they do something good.It's just way to much I think.

To be fair baseball players have their on version of that skipping thing.They when happy will bounce up and down like they are on Pogo sticks.And what about that hugging thing?That's ok even I hug other men but baseball players do it the wrong man to man way with both arms and the hugs last just a little to long in my book.

Now with all this said come here give me a hug.

Just think what I could do

I'm saving my pennies.Being nice for Santa.I want one of these things.

Just think what I could do.

Things like get up out of my chair,stand and a little thing called walk.

The marvels of new technology.

Again independence would be mine.

Thanks to God for giving people the knowledge and insight to invent things like this.

It's National Cheeseburger Day!

Leave it alone

Don't mess with a good thing.If it ain't broke don't fix it.Leave it alone I'm telling ya.

The great American meal.

Burger and fries.Not these fancy masterpiece hamburgers with a little bit of everything under the sun on them.

KISS.Keep it simple stupid.All you need is a fresh beef pattie not to big not to small,grill over the fire or fried don't ruin a good thing by broiling it.All  you need to add is salt,pepper,extra sharp cheese, lettuce and a dill pickle.If you got to be creative and fancy chili and crispy thick sliced bacon is allowed.

Please don't forget the onion.

That's it.Stop right now .I'm telling you put down what ever else you where thinking about putting on that burger.

Now the fries.

Just slice a potato to the size of french fries you like and deep fry in real oil,vegetable or even lard salt and enjoy.To make the meal even more delicious fry up some onion rings.

Now for my Daddy's trick,when the burger is still in the pan lay your hamburger bun on top of the pattie and let it soak up some of the grease.

High calories,fat and cholesterol but great eating.

I've made myself hungry!

Many

Very few people have I been mad at.

Many have disappointed me.

No bullet holes in me

Stupid man me.

Years ago laying in bed I heard some sort of commotion outside.Being the curious type I had to check it out.

There it was,walking down the street,a man,obviously intoxicated cussing up a storm at who I didn't see.

Then.

A car drove up slowly and stopped in front of the house next door.

Several guys jumped out the car and what happened next seemed like a cartoon in slow motion.

BAM BAM BAM!

Shots fired.Fire coming out of the barrels of their blazing guns.Each shooter jumping into the air after each shot.

The shootee I guess was the drunk man but he wasn't so drunk that he didn't have the gumption to run.In the opposite direction I might add.

This is where I come into the picture.

The drunk guy was in front of my house when the shooting started,me not being the smartest person just stood at the door watching all of this.Least the drunk guy ran I just stood there and watched it all like it was a movie.

Far as I know the shooters didn't hit the shootee.

The shots had to come my way.I never found any bullets holes in my house or the old red Ford pickup parked in the line of fire.

Most important no bullet holes in me.

Just here to help part two

It has come to my attention that some of the people I have daily contact with here at the old folks home need further educating in how to speak Georgian and be understood and to understand.

During our last lesson which was to help all those Yankees ooops excuse me people north of Hogansville,Georgia with the basic concept of speaking proper English language it seems the lesson wasn't covered in depth enough.

So with love and respect for my Yankee ooops north of Hogansville,Georgia brethren and sisters I will explain a few more words you can use to be understood and to understand.

So friend pull you up a cheer(remember that is the proper way to pronounce chair)and lesson number 2 in our series will begin.

Now there are 4 kinds of cow milk can you name them?Buttermilk,skim,and chocolate are the easy ones but the 4th is what?The answer is sweet milk.Yankees ooops people north of Hogansville,Georgia incorrectly call it whole milk.

Now down here in Georgia and sometimes that western state of Alabama familes tend to be quite large.I'm talking chillins of 12 to 15 or more.I don't really know how Yankees ooops people North of Hogansville,Georgia do it but down here there is a thing called a pallet.A pallet is when grown folks take old patch quilt blankets spread them out on the flo(remember that is how floor is correctly pronounced)and that's where all your brethren and sisters slept separately may I add or when your family visited with kin folks and all the cousins slept on a pallet.

Well my Dear Yankee ooops friends and I might add loved ones north of Hogansville,Georgia that is enough of lesson 2.We shall meet again and proceed with lesson 3 soon.

Just because you where not fortunate enough to be born in Georgia don't despair you to can with practice learn to speak proper English.

Super crime fighting trio heroes

Super crime fighting trio  heroes.

My ideal choice would be Carl from Slingblade"got any taters hum",Mongo from Blazing Saddles"Mongo just pawn in game of life-",and Forest Gump from Forest Gump"you can't fix stupid".

And as the Beaver our backup for the super crime fighting trio heroes Steve"got any cheese?"Erckel.

Yes with this combination the world can rest and sleep easy at nights.

My reasons why.

Carl.He is a man of few words and what he thinks he does.Never would he have mortal man fear.

Mongo.Any man that can knock down a horse with one swing from his powerful fist would be needed and appreciated in any skirmish.

Forest.Now Forest is just a brave hero type person.He sacrificed his own safety to save Bubba in Vietnam getting wounded in the buttocks during the situation.Plus Forest played football for Coach Bear Bryant at the University of Alabama.

Yes the new three Musketeers plus Steve.

Sleep good America the super crime fighting trio heroes have got this!

Dude!!! Where's my grilled cheese?

Room 31 has a new roommate.

It's going to be interesting folks.

A little background information. Room 31 has 4 beds,A B C D.31 B is my personal space as I refer to it(I always have to remind my friend Gary that he is invading my personal space which is a story for another time).

Now bed 31C has a history.

I hate to say it but maybe that bed is jinxed,cursed or just plain unlucky.

Everyone that ends up in 31C either dies or how do I put this...has a personality conflict.It happens every time never fails.

Well guess what our new roomie is no different.Last evening around 5 pm he was wheeled into our humble abode.

When I returned back to the room last night I noticed a few things.First off I noticed a grilled cheese sandwich I had planned on being a snack later on was gone.The plastic storage bag was laying in the floor.The CNA said my laptop and other stuff I keep on a table where laying on the bed when she came into the room.I also noticed a pack of half eaten Cheetos laying on my table which the CNA said she had found laying under my pillow.Maybe it was a trade for the cheese sandwich but the Cheetos really belong to Wille my other roomie.

That's ok really I didn't need that delicious grilled cheese sandwich.

But all things considered we are lucky here in 31.

Down the hall there is a Lady who talks,shouts, fusses,cusses or cries 24/7.Her roomie all I can say is God Bless her.

Lord while your at it just bless us all.We need it.Thank you.

Yes my friends just another day around the old home place.

I've learned my lesson well...never leave your grilled cheese sandwich laying out.

$28,000

$28,000.

I read that's what a wedding these days cost.The average.And in NY state it cost up to $100,000.

Wozie that's a lot of money.

Just think you could buy a super duper nice pickup truck with that money.

You could buy a real nice mobile home with that loot or make a good size down payment on a cabin sitting on 50 acres.

My advice to you who are thinking of getting married(don't ha ha just teasing... really I'm not...go ahead do it...you will find out)) don't fall to that fancy smancy trap of a big wedding.

Go to the Justus O Peace pay 10 bucks and celebrate at your local Krystal.A sack full of Krystal burgers cost only $7 and since it's yall's big day splurge and buy fries.

Shoot fire take that $28,000 and put it in the bank !

Sinister motive

Every so often the subject comes up.I know when the question is asked that it's just small talk, making conversation.

Yesterday it was asked again"do you have any kin people in town".

Well basically no is my standard answer.Aunt (2)and cousins is it.

It happens every time it's asked.

I get theses flashbacks to those movies where a person is asked that question.The motive is sinister.

Somebody looking for a person with no family,no ties to anyone or thing.

Looking for a body,a body close to their description,one who could be their double,a fall guy,a person they could murder by burning them up or a horrific accident so the murderee could not be identified and the murderer could claim insurance money or start a new life as someone else.

Yeah...I know...my imagination is running away again.

Got this feeling

So I'm watching the news this morning.One of the national on cable everyone sees here and around the world and no I will not named the network.

I get this feeling.

A feeling of boredom.I keep waiting for something to start.It's like this is just a rehearsal of the show and the real one will start soon surely.

The anchors looked bored also.The Lady had this look of wanting to be some where else like at home making blueberry pancakes or something just not there.

I did them a favor by turning them off and not watching them suffer through their program.

Hmmm.Blueberry pancakes does sound pretty good.

A cool blustery day in Tahiti

It was a cool blustery day in Tahiti,when the twirly birdy piloted by me landed on that white sandy beach.

My sailor's hat pulled down keeping the wind out of my face over to the Cut and Shoot Dew Drop Inn and Pottery Emporium I strolled.

Just looking for cookies and milk I announced upon entering the bar,not wanting trouble.

The most motley looking people this side of Charlie Chan's hometown of Kalamazoo occupied that dark smoky place.

I seen things that...that frankly never had I seen before and no way Hosea am I telling Momma about it.

Even being a graduate of EFIAARS...Elmer Fudd Institute of Auctioning and Rocketry Science prepared me for this.

Backup may be needed and my luck being as it is Jethro Bodine double naught spy(we be a poor spy agency operating on a shoe string budget and can't afford Bond,James Bond 007) may have to be called in.

My heart beating 90 to nothing I wish my ole gray haired Pappy's advice had been taken and I had stay down on the farm and raised pigs along side my two odd sisters Joe and Herman.

Mrs. Peel(from the Avengers) your help and advice is needed.Besides you be pretty plus I've always had this "thang" for you.

This is a strange time to be thinking of this but I have this craving for a chil burger and fries with a strawberry shake from the Tasty Freeze and I bet bet the closest one is 4,000 miles away in shaky town LA.

Excitement danger follow me where ever...wait what is this....it's just a dream...never happened...hey if it worked for JR on Dallas why can't it work for me???

All in the smell

Years ago in the 1950's nobody I knew bought new cars even into the 60's they where rare.

I just had a blast from the past.

A smell.

A aroma that took me back to then.

Used car lots had this thing of a jig that I guess they used to deodorize cars on the lot.What ever it was smelled good .Sort of a cross between flowers and baby powder is the only thing that comes into mind.

Just got a wiff of it and nice is the word.

They have these automatic deodorizer things mounted on the walls here and every few minutes they spray.

They remind me of vanilla or carmel and it always makes me hungry.

Maybe they will put up a T bone steak and super dooper salad sprayer soon.

Don't forget the crinkle cut fries!

Center of the universe

Hate to be the one that busts your bubble but what I'm about to say is true.

Your family will die off,friends forget and abandon you,you will end up on your own,alone, one form or another.

Just prepare yourself.Be ready.Don't take it so hard.

Survive you will.

Life will go on with or without you.

You are not the center of the universe.

Wish

I just seen a flock of geese(I think)flying towards the Southeast out of the Northwest.

Heard them before I seen them.

Maybe they are headed to Florida for the winter.

Wish I could join them.

Song stuck in my head today

I call it extreme

Watching the news,Fox news,I heard a woman say being beautiful was painful.

Some women are going to what I call extremes.

They are having surgery on their feet so wearing high heels will be more comfortable.Cutting off their pinkie toe,having toes shortening gee wiz I cringe just thinking about it.

Ladies from a man's standpoint your feet are way down on the list of things we notice.

Be comfy,paint your nails pretty,maybe a cute little tattoo and just go barefooted.

Need I say more ?

Ms Amber has this posted on her Facebook page and it made me laugh so hope it does you also!

I need

BP is low,sugar dropping,lost half pound since last month,chili dog(2 please)with large order of onion rings needed desperately.I have my own fork.Big Orange in crushed ice optional.

Dial 444 that's The Varsity's help line.

Tell'em John is in need.

Thank you.

Goobie dust

My little buddy Gary is not feeling well.He has been in out of the hospital several times lately and Gary just isn't himself.

Next Friday the 13th he goes for a colonoscopy.Being the good friend I am I've researched it on YouTube and feel fairly confident I could do the procedure if needed after maybe one more viewing of the video.All I need is 25 feet of  garden hose,flashlight and one of those security cameras attached to the ceiling here.

Yes willing and I think able if my services are needed.But no Gary wants to be fancy and let the professional do it.

The main reason being is the Doctor is female and Gary even though feeling sickly still is the Lady's man womanizer he is famous for around here.

Now for the goobie dust thing.

Never had I heard of goobie dust till Gary got to talking about something called Roots it's like Voodoo I was told by Gary and his Daddy's family practiced it.

Often Gary will roll into the room look around slap his hands together holler out loudly POW explaining he is spreading goobie dust around for good health and luck.

He needs some good health and luck himself but I shall do it the way I know how.That goobie dust I know nothing of.

 I'm just praying to our God and His Son Jesus that all is going to be ok.

Please keep my little buddy in your prayers also.

If I was...

If I was back at the old home place about this time of day my big white butter beans would be just about done.Slow cooked on top of the stove with thick soup, salt added and a little vegetable oil for seasoning.

Time for putting the cornbread on,I like mine just a bit on the greasy side,baking it in an old black iron skillet that was Momma's that she got second hand years ago so it probably is close to a hundred years old.

Next on the menu would be sliced and deep fried potatoes to a golden brown,crispy just the way I like them.

Add an onion and that would be dinner and most likely supper also.

What beans left over would go into some home made vegetable soup later on in the week.

I miss being on my own,answering to no one except myself and God doing for myself especially the cooking.

I was happy being a single domestic engineer owning that old home place and driving ole Red the Ford pickup.

Truly the happiest time of my life.

Memories get me by.

Hump Day !

He had a dream

Maybe there is still hope.Hope for people to get along and live side by side .Side by side with tolerance for the others view.Tolerance with understanding.

I just read an news article about the NAACP and the KKK meeting together in Wyoming over the weekend.The KKK leader even joined the NAACP.No NAACP member joined the KKK.The main requirement being you have to be a white person to join.

Real or not I like to think it was a sincere outreaching of hands.Not just a show.

Years ago I was touched to the point of tears as I watched on TV as a black pastor and a member of the KKK embraced each other as friends in a common cause.If my memory serves me right it was about putting the 10 Commandments back into schools.

On the recent anniversary of the march on Washington it would be an high honor if the words of MLK could be put into sincere use.

He had a dream.

It's time we,black and white make that dream come true.

Trucks that have passed by my window today:

Trucks that have passed by my window today:

1.Lay's potato chip truck.

2.CoCola truck.

3.Keebler cookie made by Elf's truck.

4.Brink's armored money truck "whoohoo mucho spendoola".

5.Batesville casket truck"bummer".

6.Mayfield ice cream truck.

7.UPS & FedX oh by the way did you hear about FedX buying UPS?They will change the name to FedUp!HAHA yeah I know it's cheesy huh.

8.Tombstone pizza truck party party party.

9.Krispy Kreme doughnut truck hey stop and give me some samples please!

10.Who cares still thinking about number 9.

Happy Tuesday

Happy thoughts only allowed today.

Today will be Happy Tuesday.Back during WW2 they had meatless Tuesday I am told so why not have a day once a week called Happy Tuesday.

It’s all really just mind over matter I think.Come on try bet we can do it.

Just let the little things of life slip on by.Don’t get hung up on those things that worry or bug you just for one day.One day of the week.Do it.Try.

I’m not even going to complain about today’s menu here at the old folks home even though I know for supper we will be having that rice with beef tips and mushroom gravy.Nope not going to let it bother me.I will just smile and ask for corn bread and sweet milk please.

I will not complain about anything today.What people say and do just going to smile and be happy.

And a very Happy Tuesday to you all!!!

Bad boy rebel

The great American food.

Hot dogs.

Grill'em,boil'em,fry'em.

Add chili,cheese,onion,mustard and ketchup.

Or just eat a plain dog.

Maybe add slaw or sauerkraut.

Eat'em with baked beans,pork and beans,tater chips or fries.

Wash'em down with a cold Coke,big orange just as long as it's cold and has crushed ice.

But please please please don't do this!

What in God's creation are folks thinking about these days?

I see hot dogs on bagel buns,hot dogs with tomatoes,hot dogs with green pepper,hot dogs with bacon(wait a minute that does sound good maybe on a chili dog yeah I could do that)hot dogs with this hot dogs with that least I haven't seen a turkey dog yet thank Jesus.

Yep that simple American food that Ralph Nader(the guy who killed the Corvair) said not to eat more than  2 a week I'm having for lunch and take this Ralph Nader 1 for supper also.

I feel so like a bad boy rebel today!

Dumbing down

Watching a news clip,something about a High School somewhere someplace there it was on their sign.

In big black letters "finger painting level 2 starts today".

Say what!

This is High School not 1st grade.

Shouldn't they be studying calculus,history,brain surgery instead of finger painting (advanced finger painting no less)?

Yes it is true,the dumbing down of America has finally caught up with us.

I can see it now....Daddy asks little Johnny who is in the 12th grade and is 6'5 250 lbs what he learned in school today? Little Johnny answers...duh I finger paint a kitty cat today duh!

America is in trouble...duh.

Maybe after the advanced finger painting class I hope they start a class on ABC's.

Vacancy

Vacancy.

Room 31 C SW.

Excellent accommodations,Jacuzzi,sky lights,giant screen TV with 562 channels of entertainment,beautiful view of the ocean and mountains,housekeeping included.

Wonderful roommates especially that guy in 31 B.

Food by world class chefs.BBQ ribs,T bone with salad and crinkle cut fries,nanna pudding served daily,your food fantasy will be no problem .


So inquire within to selection committee at room 31 SW.

Emotional overload

For years maybe a lifetime I’ve had this feeling of numbness.Not talking about body numbness but my feelings toward somethings.Emotional numbness is the word I’m thinking of.

Maybe after seeing hearing watching things one can become numb.

Emotional overload is it possible?

I certainly haven't always been this way.I can remember when at the age of 7 or 8 a friend’s Daddy had a heart attack and died at their house.Thinking how awful this be for my friend I was truly saddened.
Sitting in my classroom on the day of the funeral looking out the window of the second floor looking at the beautiful fall colors of the trees I could see my friend’s house and how sad I felt for him to lose his Daddy.

So I know I haven’t had this numb feeling toward life always.

Now things can happen that should affect me but in all honesty they don’t.

This is what the world will do to a person.Emotional overload.To much bad and you just turn it off in your brain.

A safety valve I guess it could be called.

I never had proof

I never had proof...till now.

All these years of suspicions now it's comes to my attention I was correct.

I just knew down deep in my bones that what they where trying to be just didn't look or sound right.After many sleepless nights tossing and turning not being able to get them off my mind,even biscuits&gravy would not put me to rest.

That look they had when seen out of the corner of my eye always sent chills down my spine,you know that feeling,like when a rabbit crosses your grave.

But thinking it was insane I just put those feelings aside.

Till yesterday.

Reading the news on Yahoo there it was in black and white and it hit me like a 2x4 upside my head.

EARTHLINGS MAY HAVE ORIGINATED FROM MARS!!!!

So that is why some people act a little different,strange they are Martians.That explains so much.Now maybe sleep at night will come easy for me.

But!

Of course I'm not from Mars,nope not me,not a Martian at all.

My excuse for being different,crazy or any other word you want to call me is...my folks came from the hills of Alabama.

That's my story and I'm sticking to it!

Victory

Laying here in bed at 3:09 pm on this Wednesday afternoon I’m listening to a man who comes by every so often and sings.

Victory in Jesus and I’ll fly away just been sung.

I’m not a singer.I love listening to old time Gospel songs but just tap my foot or hum along with the group singing.

This is what’s on my mind.

Just because I don’t sing and shout and pray loudly to the Heavens in public does not mean I’m a non believer,heathen or not a Christian.

My faith has been questioned a few times and like I wrote once it hurt
.
Pray pray hard you’re not praying hard enough you are of little faith I been told.Pray to be healed,pray so you can walk!

Now.

I read in the Bible where my Jesus said go to your room and pray,in secret.

Matthew 6:6 

Those that make a spectacle of their praying in crowds or on the street corner have received their reward.

Pray alone with no audience only with God and His Son Jesus Christ!

Pray not to seem holier than thou.

And on this healing thing.

The Bible does not specifically link physical healing with spiritual healing. Sometimes people are physically healed when they place their faith in Christ, but this is not always the case. Sometimes it is God’s will to heal, but sometimes it is not. The apostle John gives us the proper perspective: “This is the confidence we have in approaching God: that if we ask anything according to His will, He hears us. And if we know that He hears us—whatever we ask—we know that we have what we asked of Him” (1 John 5:14-15). God still performs miracles. God still heals people. Sickness, disease, pain, and death are still realities in this world. Unless the Lord returns, everyone who is alive today will die, and the vast majority of them (Christians included) will die as the result of a physical problem (disease, sickness, injury). It is not always God’s will to heal us physically.

I know God can heal.Jesus healed.

If I’m to be healed Praise God All Mighty thank you.

But if I’m not don’t say I am of little faith,not a Christian just maybe God has another plan another path in this life for me to follow.

Me me me!

Seems like we are living in the Me me me generation.

I’m not talking entirely about young folks .Seems to be plenty in the older generation who belong to the Me me me club.

Plenty of examples I could give but why,it would serve no purpose.Well maybe it would least I could get some of it off my chest.

But then again maybe not.

That would make me part of the Me me me generation.

What awaits us

Often I have wondered what lies beyond the setting sun.

People are fascinated with sun sets.

I am.

Maybe it's something inbred in us humans.I can see in my mind's eye our caveman ancestors clothed in animal skin they killed with a spear or rock sitting around a fire which they didn't understand staring into the sky watching the sun set.

The fear that the sun was gone  for good.

Then the joy in the morning when it returned.

I think we all have that feeling watching the sun set.

What awaits us.

Movie and TV sayings stuck in my head:

Movie and TV sayings stuck in my head:
1.Just the facts Mam.
2.Bookem Dano.
3.I see dead people.
4.Badge? I don't need no stinking badge.
4.I'm your worst nightmare a black man with a badge.
5.Frankly my Dear I don't give a damm.
6.Me?You talking to me?
7.Stella!
8.No more beans cookie!
9.I could have been a contender.
10.Mongo only pawn...in the game of life.
11.Last but not least from Blazing Saddles-Bart...Jim I think Mongo here has taken a liking to you...Mongo...huh huh,naw...Mongo straight.

Memories

Memories
Place we go back to again
Memories
Back to where we began

Memories
Some are great some sad
Memories
Picture of the life we had

Self proclaimed con man

See this guy?

His name is Gary Seymore Jenkins.

If you do happen to run up on Gary....run.

Just sit back my friend and let me tell you of Gary.

Gary is like my kid brother who Momma should have snipped off his head when a baby,least that is what I tell him.

Self proclaimed con man,womanizer and sometimes just all around pest.

Once Gary brought me a bag of Tootsie roll pops.How much I owe you Gary I asked?

How much you got on you he answered.$4 is all I got Gary.That will be enough Gary said,I paid him and off he went.

I knew he had took me from the beginning,so I looked up the price of that bag of Tootsie roll pops on the internet from the local Walmart
$1.00 that was the price.
That wasn't my complaint to Gary about being overcharged.
Now get this.
Gary slipped up and told me someone had gave him the bag of Tootsie roll pops.
So it seems Gary overcharged me $3.00 for a bag of candy someone had given him for free!
I could tell more tales of Gary but won't.He has promised to make retribution for conning me who he calls his brother by buying me a big box of Cheezit's which I love.
That was 6 months ago.
Still no Cheezit's.
This morning I told him that I would most likely be dead in the grave by the time he bought those Cheezit's and just sprinkle them on my grave.
We shall see Gary Seymore Jenkins.
Don't let him know but life around here would be dull without him.

Signs it's going to be a bad day:

Signs it's going to be a bad day:
1.The Men in Black want to ask you a few questions.
2.Your Doctor turns pale and says UH OH !
3.The butter slides off your biscuit.
4.You answer the door and someone says I'm from the government and here to help you.
5.Anything to do with the IRS,DEA,FBI,CIA,TSO,LPD,GSP and all those other 3 letter agencies.
6.This is where you get to participate fill in your own signs of  it's going to be a bad day.
7.Looking out your window and the yard is full of satellite news trucks and reporters.
8.The Publisher House Prize Patrol came by and you where not home.
9.Snow in June-yeah scary huh?
10.This has nothing to do with the subject but do you know what the last words of a redneck are?
Watch this!

Put it in a bottle

Someone brought me sausage casserole and biscuits with gravy yesterday.

Needless to say I enjoyed it.

That meal filled me up and lasted all day.

One thing about biscuits and gravy it always puts me into a deep peaceful sleep.

Whatever causes that I wish it could be put into a bottle.

Oh by the way.Yesterday I was weighed.160.4 pounds down from 161 of last month.

Yah me I'm eating my self skinny.

Bring on more biscuits and gravy.

Don't wake me up

Walking out of my boots.I do it every night.
Maybe an explanation is needed.
When in bed I wear these boots to protect my feet from blisters because I'm a diabetic plus I have limited motion of my legs and feet.
When I first came here they had me wearing what I called my Herman Munster boots.Talk about causing pain they did.The heel of the boots had steel bars in them to keep my legs straight and my heels off the bed.
Now I wear big soft fluffy comfy boots.Really it feels odd without them on at night.
Each morning when the day nurse comes around to remove the pain patch on my foot for some unexplained reason the boot is unstrapped,loose or off my foot.
Kidding I tell them guess sleep walking is what caused it.
But.
Thinking about it it seems walking should be the most simplest of things to do.But it's not believe me.
Maybe at night when I'm sleep my brain works in mysterious ways.
What if it's a brain over matter thing?What if....
Really as I've wrote before people see me all the time at places I'm not at.
Maybe it was me.
Dreams about walking and running I do have.
Maybe it wasn't a dream.
So if you see me out and about walking don't wake me up.
Just let me walk out of my big soft fluffy boots.

Move on

Something has been on my mind and needs saying.
If your heart isn't into something maybe you would be better just letting it go.
A job,relationship anything.Just move on to what you do want or have a passion for.
Don't let it affect others.

Imagination went wild

I must close the window.
Other night the aroma of potatoes being fried fill the room.My imagination went wild of all the things that could go with that meal.
Hot biscuits,fried salmon patties,baby English peas and homemade creamed potatoes.
I was awoken around 6 am the next day with the smell of bacon.
Yes that window has to be closed.

Strange side

I figured it out.

Hit me like that brick to my head years ago.

So simple why hadn't it been thought of yet.

Last night a full moon.

Now I read of a solar flare heading to Earth.

Plus all this rainy and foggy weather.

So that's what going on.

Why people are acting a bit on the strange side.

Or is it just me?

Cute

Cute.
Watching little kids escorted by parents getting on school bus.
One little kid had sneakers that lit up as she walked.
Parents and kids all waving bye bye.

Starting to worry

It's starting to worry me.
I'm having trouble with names.
Someone will speak to me and for that brief second I can't put a name to the face.
Momma wasn't much older than me when she started having problems with her memory.
Just a senior citizen moment or is it more?
Momma knew something was wrong,she would tell her doctor but he would just laugh saying if you think you have a memory problem you don't.
But she did.
The last couple of years she was alive I was just that man,my name or who I was forgotten.
Lord help me.

Tooting their own horn

It happened quicker than I thought it would.
Yesterday,Dekalb County,Georgia man with gun enters school.
Thank God no one was hurt.
Now I did wonder how long it would take the TV stations before they started patting themselves on the back.
1 day is all it took.
First on the scene,firstest with the mostest etc.
Reporters on the ground,choppers in the sky we are number 1!
Tooting their own horn.

10 things that don't make sense:

10 things that don't make sense:
1.Iced coffee.
2.Wearing a belt with suspenders.
3.Turkey sausage-really why?
5.Comb overs-just don't.
6.Jeeps with chrome all washed up and shiny.
7.Women-haha-just seeing if you was paying attention.
8.Grits with no butter,salt or pepper.
9.Diets.
10.Yeah I noticed it also number 4 was skipped.

Nice

Window open.
Sound of crickets.
Lighting in western sky.
Nice.

People talk

People like to talk.

Talk about things they really know nothing about.

Today I'm reminded of something of my youth.

Newnan,Georgia late 1960's I was riding in Daddy's 64 Oldsmobile and this is what I seen.

A old mud covered car on the back of a rollback wrecker escorted by Coweta County sheriff cars.They all pulled into the Coweta County stockade.

A little background information.

A few years before a man disappeared.Without a trace he was just gone.Vanished as if the Earth had opened up and swallowed him.

People being the way they are started talking.This and that so on and so on.Some had sworn he had ran off with another woman and in fact they been seen together after he had disappeared.

Heard someone say they had seen this just a few days before .

That car I mentioned in the beginning you probably guessed was the missing man him still inside .His skeleton anyway.

Seems on his way to work he drove into a pond and sunk.

A man fishing years later after the fact noticed the radio aerial of the car sticking out of the pond and the rest is history.

Moral of story.

Unless you see it with your own eyes don't treat what you hear as the gospel truth.

Riding in the rain

Just have seen a guy riding his Harley in the rain.
Black,low and loud it was and the orange shirt and chrome helmet was a colorful combination.
But.
It's just hard looking cool when riding in the rain.

Vaporized

I was watching the 1953 version of War of the Worlds earlier today.Maybe I've seen it a dozen times or so.

The newer version with Tom Cruise is ok but for me the original movie is best.

One guy in the beginning said to the invader "welcome to California" and the thing vaporizes him and his companions.They where just trying to be friendly and make conversation.

Got to thinking.

Some folks you just can't be friendly with.

Now I've learned you can only reach out so far.I just ignore them.

I won't give them a chance to vaporize me !

My comfort things:

My comfort things:
1.Crinkle cut french fries.
2.Old space movies.
3.A well worn flannel shirt.
4.Faded out bluejeans that are well worn and comfy.
5.Old Vans tie up black skateboard sneakers.
6.Being around people I want to be around.
7.Rainy days like today.

They caught on

Ever heard the term"Chinese Copy"?
That's when you fake a copy of something else.
Seems that term could apply to Zoos in China.
One zoo was trying to pass off a dog as an African Lion.
The visitors caught on and asked for admission refund.

Wouldn't you...

99.9% of the folks here at the home are elderly.
Most have a medical problem of some sort.
Some have no other place to go.
I have this idea.
What would be wrong in letting us folks eat what we want?If it's greasy loaded with salt big deal.
What if Granny wants a dip of snuff or a little plug of tobacco and Grandpa wants a smoke every once in a while?
A little hot tottie at bed time to relax instead of all those high powered chemicals pumped into your body.
Even the Bible said take a little wine for thou stomachs sake.
What if old folks where given the right to live what is left of their life the way they want it.
Everyone of you reading this will die someday of something.
Why I think prolong suffering.
Wouldn't you like to have a little control of your own life?
Why should we be the brave warrior enduring the pain of Cancer,Alzheimer's and all the other awful diseases of the body?
Think about it.
This will be you one day.

Not kosher

I like Hardee's fast food
Watching Hardee's commericials on TV is like teasing a man dying of thirst with a bottle of ice cold CoCola it is just plain out mean and not right.
At one time LaGrange had a Hardee's.They move out and Arby's moved in.
That happened at 2 locations.
No more Hardee's in LaGrange.
Get this.
Watching the news today about rioting,killing, snipers,fire and such there in was in big letters that star, their logo, in Egypt, Hardee's !
You know something about this just don't sound kosher to me.

I've been...

I have been dog bit,cat scratched,monkey slapped,horse thrown,run over by a car,hit a car on my bike,slid off barns,hit in head with bricks and baseballs,stuck by sharp pointed darts thrown at me,been in a few BB gun shootouts and more than one rock throwing battle.

No ER trips,no stitches and no broke bones.

Lived to tell about it all.

I can dream

Plate full of fried sliced taters.
Butter beans cooked on the stove,slow,thick juice.
Fried corn flitters a bit on the greasy side.
Big Valdila sweet onion.
Home grown mater sliced.
Battered fried okree.
Fresh white corn.
Cherry cobbler.
I can dream !

Won't be surprised

Window is up and the fresh air is nice.
I'll tell you why.
Like Barney told Andy nip it in the bud.
We have a new roommate and the AC he don't like.Mr B said they where trying to kill him with the cold air blowing down on his head and the newbie... well.
So the air is off my choice.
Maybe that will stop the complaining.
I can take these 90 degree days with no AC myself so lets see how they do.
But I won't be surprised when they say it's to hot.