A lot of rain:

          We get a good deal of rain here every spring, but this year there has been an exception. The exception is that this year we have had rain on steroids – buckets and buckets. I try not to worry about the weather, and really try not to complain because I don’t want to get into trouble with the Rain Maker. But the other day I saw the fella down the road with what could be the latest trend in bass boats or an Ozarkian version of a yacht, but that thing looked suspiciously like an Ark. I have commenced to worry.

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Some people just don’t see everything:

          I often think that I’m invisible, especially when I’m in a store trying to get a clerk to wait on me. I think being invisible would be a hoot. Imagine, driving down the road and watching the people gawk at your driverless vehicle, or butting into a conversation and having folks go nuts looking for who said that – and God only knows the things I might say. Oh, I could defiantly have some fun with that. But since invisibility is not likely to come my way, I guess I’ll just get a hand held air horn to take with me when I go to Home Depot.

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The eyes have it:

          I am often asked, “How can you tell a predatory animal?” What – people don’t ask you those kinds of questions? That’s because you’re not me. I get some dandies.  Anyway, the easiest way to tell a predator is by the placement of the eyes. In mammals and most birds a predator’s eyes are looking forward in the front of the skull, while prey have eyes on the sides of their heads, so they can see in several directions at once. Handy for watching out for predators. Some birds however are meat eaters and hunters but still have eyes to the sides. From a worm’s point of view, a Robin would be a predator, while a hawk would consider the Robin prey. Actually it all get rather complicated, but I just pray that I don’t ever have to prey on a worm.

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Fall Out:

          I love to turn on my iPod and listen to my tunes. The problem is those little earbuds would keep falling out of my ears, and I would have to shove them back in. Headphones are fine if you’re going to just sit and listen, but if you’re mobile, they’re just too cumbersome. I tried several different brands with the same results. Finally, out of desperation, I put a little dab of Super Glue on them and bingo – I have music 24/7 non-stop. However, there are – excuse me…. “What’s that, dear? You’ll have to speak up I‘m listening to my toooons.” Like I was saying, there are a few drawbacks.

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 During my tenure as Dad:

          As a Dad I did all of the usual dad things, such as change diapers, wipe noses, clean up spills, and trip over toys. But I also did something that a lot of dads would like to do but for one reason or another don’t – I coached. I coached baseball, basketball, and soccer for about 7\  or 8 years. Having never played any of those sports except one season of 6^th grade soccer, I figured I was a natural for the job. Those kids were amazing. They learned something new every day, and forgot something they had learned almost as soon as they learned it. I recall when one boy, who had gone hitless for the whole season finally got his ball into the outfield. He was so excited that he took off running down the third base line and wound up at second with a reverse double. The ump scratched his head over that one but let it go. I always told my players, “Winning isn’t everything, but losing really sucks.” They were winners.

I’m so upset:

          I just found out that beer is not a major food group.

 Ed and Edna should be back from their Tech Difficulty induced layoff by tomorrow. The difficulty wasn't cause so much by technology as it was caused by the technician... aka me.

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Another Native American Legend:

          This story was told to me by that same old Indian, sitting on a bench, in downtown Wyoming. It seems that three young braves were sent out to scout the buffalo herds in preparation for a big hunt. They were Red Duck, Falling Rock, and Bending Willow. All were the finest of the fine, and could track a snake across a rock. Two days later Red Duck and Bending Willow returned with news of a large herd to the south. The hunters went out and had great success. They brought in enough meat and hides to last the tribe through the coming winter, but Falling Rock still hadn’t showed up. Falling Rock was a tribal favorite, and everyone was worried, so the chief sent out search parties. The men searched for days, weeks, and months, but could find no trace of Falling Rock. Every time someone went out for any reason they would look for him. They never found Falling Rock, but the tribe never gave up. In fact, after more than 150 years, they are still looking for him. Throughout the western mountains, you can still see signs along the roadways that read, ” Watch for Falling Rock.”

Ed and Edna are still lost in a circuit board somewhere.

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It’s a sport?

            Now that ESPN and Fox Sports have decreed that poker was a sport – does that mean the players are athletes? If that’s the case I can’t wait for the next big sports trend, Marathon Bingo. Just imagine the drama and anticipation as grannies from around the world fidget through long waits and holds. The chance that any minute we might witness an exploding bladder, or the ultimate experience of hearing an 85 year old woman use a 4 letter word on national TV.

Clothes make the man?

            British golfer Ion Poulter is often joked about – not for his game but for his wardrobe. He wears a lot of pink and other pastel colors. I don’t recall anyone openly questioning his masculinity, but they leave the question hanging out there. As I recall a time back in the mid 60s, pink was a pretty popular color with the big men on campus, and it was also well represented by Detroit. John Daily, during his last run at a career, was showing up on golf courses with some outrageous color combinations. No one questions his manhood – just his thought processes. Springfield’s own late Payne Stewart of the knickers, long socks, and tam fame was just accepted as a great golfer and a terrific showman. The way I look at it if I could play the game like Poulter does I’d not only be dressed in pink, but I’d hang a little lace on it for good measure.

I've got the new computer, so I'm back in business... sort of. My photo editing program didn't transfer to the new machine, and I'd rather eat ground glass than fight with PhotoShop. So it might take a little time to get Ed and Edna back on line.

Thanks for your patience. 

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