Matter Of Opinion- Edna and Mildred

Sometimes it is hard to be open minded without your brains falling out.  I consider myself a very tolerant person but I do try to weigh the facts, check results, and refrain from accepting something just because the majority thinks it.  At one time the majority of the world believed that the world was flat.  I can’t personally say that it is a sphere because I have never been around the whole thing.  I do know that it is not flat because even in the Mississippi Delta which is very flat there is a horizon.  As you move toward it, it moves too.

I gave that little science lesson to explain my way of reasoning things.  Some things sound good, they sound right, they are popular but they just ain’t so.  Political correctness is a product of the flat earth thinking people.  Political correctness says that we should be tolerant of every culture and we will not tolerate any culture that is not tolerant of every culture.  One of these days maybe all these empty headed folks will start walking to reach the horizon.  By the time they get back the rest of us will be long gone.

Geezerhood- Safe Diet

I think maybe he has a good point.  I hope you all had a great weekend.  I did.  I will fill you all in later this week on a blog post on my other site.

Geezers Gone Bad Government Shut Down

With all the politicians attacking each other, calling names, and acting like spoiled school children I am surprised that some of them haven’t thought of using this.  “FEDERAL PRISONS RELEASE HARDENED CRIMINALS”.  Can’t you just see them going through the cell blocks releasing the prisoners and saying, “I’m sorry, you have to go home.  The government has shut down and we can’t keep you here anymore.”

I feel for any working or legitimately retired people who might be hurt by this shut down.  If the Federal Government had stopped throwing money away a long time ago we wouldn’t be in this situation.  The problem is that it doesn’t seem like most of the politicians have learned anything yet.

NOTICE!!

For awhile I will only be posting on Mondays and Thursdays on a regular basis.  I have several Copperhead Jewelry Shows coming up between now and Christmas.  I have been placing a lot of merchandise in shops to sell and my inventory is getting low.  In addition to that I have been creating some new items that seem to be in demand at the moment and it is going to take a lot of time to fill the orders for those who want them.

Having said that I just want to say that I am having a ball with the Jewelry.  One of the shop owners where I place my stuff made the comment, “This is not just jewelry, it is art that you can wear.”  Needless to say that was inspirational.   I love the fact that I can make something that people actually want to wear.

Thank you all for understanding.

Bo

Creatures of Habit- Dangerous Times

I can understand the chickens being a little upset with the cows.  There is no excuse for that kind of bad spelling.

On the subject of Chicken, it seems that everyone is on the nugget or filet bandwagon.  Everyone is touting their all white meat chicken parts without bones as if that were a good thing.  I like chicken the way we used to cut them up.  I like the leg and thigh best but I was also fond of the backs.  When I was younger and times were hard I even enjoyed the neck from time to time.  You never see a chicken with a wishbone  (we called them the pulley bone).  Backs are now part of the breast or thigh.

I hate to attack a fellow southerner but it was all Col. Sanders fault.  He invented the art of cutting up a chicken into pieces that no one could recognize.  There have been times I wasn’t even sure it was chicken at all (but it was still finger lickin’ good). I like my dark meat chicken and I want the bone left in it.

You can have your white meat and ‘Eat Mor Chickin” if you want to, but as for me… Beef, it’s what’s for dinner.

Geezers Gone Bad- Continuing Education

Sometimes I think our prison system is geared to fail.  For one thing they are now called correctional institutions.  I liked it better when they were Penal Institutions.  I am not a hard case…well maybe I am but I still think prison should be for punishment for crimes committed.  Punishment is the most successful form of correction.  One of my all time favorite movies was “Cool Hand Luke” starring Paul Newman.  If you have never seen the movie you might not understand some of this blog.  At the time I was a young boy and like everyone else I was rooting for the convicts.  Now as I look back I think the man with the reflecting sunglasses had it right.

Our judicial system is out of whack.  Our policemen are overworked and underpaid and they are blamed for crime rates when our judicial system just keeps sending hardened criminals back out on the streets with new skills that they learned in prison.

I do my best to obey all laws.  I buckle my seatbelt.  I drive the speed limit…or a little less sometimes, and I don’t tailgate.  I obey the laws because I not only respect the law,  I respect my fellow citizen.  My rights end where the next person’s begin.  My responsibility also ends where the next person’s should begin.

Music Man – Hank The Handy Man

I would like to see that.  I bet it had to have a big strap on it.

I have a great connection on the  internet this morning and I am loading these comics to post for the next week.  In other words if you are reading this now I probably posted it last week.  I have written and posted devotionals for my church this morning at http://shilohbaptist.blogspot.com for the week.  I have uploaded these comics for this week making me several days ahead of my normal schedule. (Bet you didn’t think I had one.)  Now alas, my buffer is empty as of this writing but I have a week an a half to refill it.  I do have enough comics to start off with next week but the cupboard is lookin’ mighty bare.  I have lots of ideas, I just need a little comic time to get them ready.

Have a great weekend.  I know that I am going to give it my best shot.

Geezers Keeping in Touch

Ooops!  Somehow I miscued and posted two comics yesterday and didn’t have anything ready to post for today.  I have an excuse, I have been busy on Facebook, keeping in touch with my kids, my family and setting up a Copperhead Jewelry page.

Now I have one less comic to post for next week which means  I need to do a couple of comics. These things don’t write themselves you know…well sometimes they kinda do but I still have to put the words on the page.

No Rest For the Weary

I can honestly say I always enjoyed summer when my kids were out of school.  I don’t get to see enough of my grandkids because of their school schedule either.  Just remember that you need to cherish the time you get to spend with them.  Some day you might wish you had those times back.

Free Range – Burt and Kurt

Personally I would love to have some chickens in my yard but I haven’t had a lot of luck with them.  I see people with chickens running loose on their property and I find it hard to believe that they survive.  Maybe my problem was trying to raise the smaller chickens, bantams, or as most folks around here call them Banties.  I took good care of my chickens.  I let them out in the daytime and I put them up at night in what I thought was a safe chicken coop.  The raccoons and possums proved me wrong on that.

When I was down to about  8 chickens hurricane Katrina hit and all I had left was one rooster named Rambo and three hens.  Katrina had more or less wrecked their roost and  they refused to go into the chicken shack that I prepared for them.  They began to roost in the trees, much to the delight of the owls and hawks.  Rambo was a survivor but after the hens were gone he was pretty lonesome.  He would attack the stray cat that hung around Gatorhead.  We named the cat Big Boy.  Big Boy was lonesome too but he didn’t crave the attention of a crazy rooster.  My little weiner dog was afraid to go outside because Rambo would peck him in the behind every time he did.  The last straw was when we had company Rambo saw his reflection in their car and attacked a Toyota Camry.  I guess Rambo won because he didn’t have any damage and the Toyota did.

I gave Rambo to a friend who raised chickens who kept him several months.  He told me that a dog got into the chicken pen and killed a bunch of his chickens and Rambo was one of them.  I am almost certain Rambo put up a good fight.  The friend assured me that there were a lot of young chickens around who looked like Rambo.  I hope they have his survival skills.

Bo

Geezerhood- Homer and Estelle A Hairy Conversation

When I was a kid we went every week and got a haircut.  I was nearly bald until I graduated from high school.  After graduation from high school I joined the National Guard and had to get a haircut at least once a month before drills then.    Now I am an old Geezer and I still get a haircut once a month because someone who is nearly bald looks really bad when they don’t trim the rest of their hair.  Mine grows okay on the back and sides but none on top.

I don’t need to wonder when to get mine cut.  My wife does not mind telling me, “You need a haircut.”

My first haircuts were done by a neighbor across the road who had a pair of manual clippers (and I doubt very seriously if he had a Barber License) and cost a quarter.  They were slow and painful because the clippers pinched out about as much hair as they cut.  I remember the gradual rise in prices.  When we started getting a haircut in town the barber charged kids 75 cents and adults $1.25.

Now I pay $14 dollars to get my haircut and in comparison to prices and wages everywhere else I consider that reasonable…even with the tip.   Yes I tip the barber…he has control of my appearance for a little while.

Lots of other things have changed over the years.  I don’t get bubble gum anymore when I get a haircut but that is okay because I couldn’t chew it with my dentures anyway.  You don’t see a shoe shine stand in the Barber Shop anymore because people don’t need their Nike’s shined.  One of the biggest changes is that there are women in there.  My wife and I both get our hair cut at the same shop. There is a woman there who cut hair for both of us last week.  When I was a kid if a woman walked in , even to bring her kids for a haircut, the entire place went silent until she left.

Times change and I guess we do too.

Bo