I texted my wife the other day because she texted me late last month that her son was kicked out from his grandmother’s house for drinking alcohol on her property. He went to Boise, a two hour plus drive from Gooding, Idaho.
The other evening, I was watching Wheel of Fortune when I saw one of the guess wearing an army uniform. I had to do a double-take because it was class A uniform that was worn during the Second World War. Was this hoax or some sick joke this guy was playing on Pat and Vanna? Was he trying to pull one over on America?
After I finished a trilogy on the Nick Roberts Mysteries, I thought I would strike out in a new direction. The character in question isn’t new, it’s Chrystal Guilderbund, the big boned woman with self-confidence issues except when she is shooting her pistol, a Smith & Wesson .44 Magnum she inherited from Grandpere Guilderbund the famous western fiction writer.
Like many of you my loyal readers, I have an opinion of Russia’s President Vladimir Putin. To say the least I don’t like him, never have, never will.
Apparently Biden doesn’t like him either and sees the latest crisis in the Ukraine as something akin to empire expansion.
My Writers’ Guild coordinator emailed me the other day about something I had done last month for our last meet up. It was the essay I wrote called The Gully that I submitted for you my loyal readers to enjoy. She asked me if this was a blog because this month’s meet up discussion topic is blogging.
Like most places we are getting our fair share of attendance issues at work due to either COVID or a persistent attitude that work isn’t all that important anymore for the average worker. I came to work last Thursday and was informed that a team member, actually two team members no longer worked here.
Well, 2021 is about to become history and what a year this has been, globally, nationally and personally. What is 2022 going to conjure up? It’s hard to say, though with Putin amassing his troops at the Ukrainian border, war seems likely unless someone other than Joe Biden can come up with a lastminute solution to this crisis.
Rule number one, if someone wants to be your friend on Facebook, make sure you know them. I almost became a victim of a cat Fisher woman. I saw the friend request and just thought it was someone from the casino. I was wrong. It turned out to be a woman who apparently resides somewhere in Florida, though that too might be a lie.
I sometimes wonder how some seemingly rational minded people suddenly go berserk and kill total and innocent strangers in a random fit of rage, but now I can see why such tragedies occur in our society. It comes down to respect and the Golden Rule.
As many of my loyal readers, friends and family know, I generally don’t do a lot of political blog posts unless I feel it is absolutely necessary, or I’m so frustrated by whomever opens their pie-hole that feel compelled to do just that, express myself.