Not Much Of A Post
Well, that was this morning and now it's night. I was ging to say something, but, I've got too much crap to do. Talk to you next week.
Alright, heathens of both sexes, the lovely Amy Lavere performing "People Get Mad" live at some club...
She's right. People do get mad.
The Appalachianist
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Dogs and rain are amazing. They don't mind getting wet with frozen rain (i.e., snow) but the unfrozen kind can keep them holding their bladder for days.
Have a great weekend!
Murf, I didn't know that about dogs holding their bladder . . . I need to talk to the dog whisperer about that. It must have something to do with marking their territory or something. I have been checking on a friend's dog while he and his wife are in San Francisco. If the dog has a dog house, I have not seen it. He is not in such great shape because it has rained for two days here in Columbia. I read the posting about the leaves, and we called off the trip to Cherokee. It is a good thing because it is wet. Appalachian do you know of a concert in Asheville this weekend? Number one son wants and is going to Asheville for whatever come rain or shine. Frankly, in this weather, I wish he wouldn't. Tell that to a twenty-eight year old male . . . the dumbest animal on the planet . . . don't argue with me. :>) Bill
So you think of us as heathens and sheathens. I see.
All I'm saying Ed is you don't have to tell nobody nothing if you get the van out of the ditch by morning. That's all.
I'm tired...goood niiight.
And from personal experience, the tow driver that pulls you out of the muck along San Diego's silver strand because you and she got a little rambunctious and slipped the pickup out of gear with an elbow or knee or something, will NOT have change for a hundred dollar bill. That's the real heathen in the story!!
Yeah, but "ramblin' ed" you ain't got to tell it to nobody . . . only the tow driver would know . . . and it was worth a hundred . . . right? It's like the time I threw the keys to the car across the seat and told my buddy to meet me at the Hilltop Drive-in. It just happened I had need to be at the Hilltop, but it wasn't my buddy but someone as equally confused . . . the car was parked on a hill . . . something that mountain folk can understand . . . but whoever it was drove over to the Hilltop and met me at two o'clock in the mornin' . . . Good lord Southerners are good people. I an't gonna tell you I was a teenager, and it was my Moma's car. I still don't know his name, but you are the only one I have ever shared this story with . . . . almost as good as your truck story . . . ;>)ain't that right App? Bill
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No, people will always find out about getting stuck in the mud...especially your dad...and especially when you come home with muddy shoes and in somebody's army jacket because you got cold standing in the muddy grass waiting for somebody's friends to tow the truck up a small hill. Apparently, silly 2 wheel drive vehicles can't make it up a small slippery incline.
OK, you'll, true story. I know this fellar, he got to dating a girl a few years younger than him. Now this was years ago. She was about 19 and he was 25-26, somewhere in there. No biggie.
They were out riding around one night and went into a ditch, then called a tow truck. Tow truck comes, young lady says to tow truck driver..."Hey Daddy! this is..." It worked out pretty good, they've got a couple of kids now. Not that is the gauge of a relationship.
Lord, ain't we lucky we're still alive after all these years. Thank you Jesus . . . sorry, but I'm from the South and finally a post I can understand and I know all the stories are true cause I lived them mostly . . . true dat, but was there any snow in the mountains this weekend? Bill
Not that I heard of, Bill, I was in Athens and Atlanta.
I just applied for a job north of Atlanta. I would ask what you think of that area but it's probably too city-fied for your liking. ;-)
Well , Murf. Atlanta is no longer a Southern City. I honestly don't know a great deal about the area there.
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