Wow! While watching football bowl games today I had a horrid thought. Before I begin my nonsense you should know it had nothing to do with football but that's the way my mind works. I wonder how surprised we'd be if it was found out the CIA was involved in the business of trafficking fentanyl from Wuhan China to Mexico and then across our southern border. Would you be shocked? Ten years ago I would never have considered this situation.
It's too bad Lee Harvey Oswald isn't around to offer his opinion.
It's a good day in Dublin, Ohio. The temperatures were in the sixties and it'll be the same tomorrow. I checked out the forecast for the next three weeks and aside from one day in the upper thirties we'll be in the forties and fifties. Global warming has screwed up everything.
Do you ever look at the nighttime lineup for television shows on ABC, NBC and CBS? Television will never be the same as it was in the 20th century. I mean, at least we had The Beverley Hillbillies.
As long as you're not doing diddly squat today( I know this because you're reading my blog) do a google search of Ray Epps, a current one. Tell me somethings not rotten in the state of Denmark(My apologies to William Shakespeare). This supposed January 6 Insurrection gets weirder and weirder as the days go by. If you don't believe me then research the shenanigans of the CIA.
Charlie and I hit the dog park this afternoon and I struck up a conversation with a woman named Abby. She had three little puppy pooches with her. Anyway, I always strike up conversations with people I don't know and did so with her because she wasn't the type to have to sneak up on a water fountain to get a drink--if ya' know what I mean. For age 50 she looked good. Oh, her puppies were cute, too, and I'm a sucker for adorable dogs.
In the course of the conversation the subject of my age and marital status came up. She was flabbergasted when I told her I was kicking in the door on age 77 and had been married fifty plus three. She thought I was much younger. Word to the wise. If you want to look younger having a good head of hair is paramount. If you're bald buy a toupee. They work wonders but I wouldn't know because the top of my head looks like six mops have taken up residence.
I was talking with a former high school classmate today about an event that took place sixty years ago yesterday and he was a participant. Our high school marching band, The Boone Toreador marching band, were invited to strut their stuff in the 1963 Rose Bowl Parade in Pasadena. This was a really big deal. I wasn't invited to go along. The only thing I could play was solitaire and I wasn't very good at that, either.
I didn't intend to get on a political rant with this blog piece but if you follow what the DC boobs are up to have you noticed nothing came out of the pathetic hearings Pelosi organized on the fake Insurrection? Trump is still running around freely and hasn't been frog marched to jail and he won't be. It was and will continue to be a ruse perpetrated to stop him from running in '24. I love my country. I hate my government but, hey, that's just me!
I had an old people thought today on how to really screw up the country. What if we switched to cursive writing and demanded cars had stick shifts. I love being devious. It's my modus operandi.
That's it except to say, " Go Hawks, Go Cyclones, Go Kohawks(you'll have to look up that one).
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