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2022/08/122023/07/15

Mounds, by gawd, Oklahoma

Recently Señora and I were in Oklahoma. First, we made a quick visit to my mother in her nursing home in Owasso. She has Alzheimer’s, so quick or long, the visit it is all the same. In fact given her level of engagement and attention span, a short visit might be better, even if St. Louis to Owasso is a long trip.

Afterwards we headed towards Okemah, OK to go to the Woody Guthrie musical festival. On the way there I made the impromptu decision to visit Mounds, OK. “Mounds, Oklahoma,” you say, “I have never of it.” Well do not feel alone in that, Continue reading “Mounds, by gawd, Oklahoma”

2022/08/112022/08/11

I Just Lacked Patience

I spend hardly anytime on Nextdoor. I actually have their notifications going to an email account I use if I think I might be spammed by a site or business. Every day or two or three I flip through this account to see if there is anything of interest there, but mainly just to delete all the trash. Today, however, one notification of a posting on Nextdoor caught my attention.

Sharon RottlerKirkwood Park / Meramec • 17 hr ago

Someone just left me $60 in cash on my front porch with a note that said “mailbox replacement “ . We have been talking about replacing our mailbox, just haven’t gotten around to it. If you left the cash, please let me know who you are and why you felt the need to give us money.?

Some of you, dear cherished readers, may remember a posting of mine, The Things We Notice, on this same channel. In that posting I touched on several things but one was the replacing of the post on which rides our mailbox.

After reading the Nextdoor posting, I quickly came to the conclusion that I had not been patient enough, that I should have listened to Señora’s encouragement just a little while longer before undertaking the much needed replacement of our mailbox post. Since I replaced the old post with a new cedar post, since I reused the mailbox that Sarah had painted, since I did the labor myself, the $60 would have covered my costs, and it would have left me enough over for a six-pack of one of the craft beers that I so enjoy. Ahhh…Grasshopper… patience.

You have to feel for the poster though. She tossed a softball to all the trolls out there. Some of the comments were just funny, but a least a couple were down right mean. Life on line is not for the faint of heart at times.

And so it goes.

2022/08/09

Rev. Joe’s Random Thought #8,779

yeah I know you did not ask!

I have been receiving so many emails of late that state, “You have been selected!”, that I am beginning to feel like a ball in a cage at a bingo parlor.

Bingo!

2022/08/082022/08/08

Señora’s Grilled Cheese Secret

One of the ways that Señora spoils me is to make me a grilled cheese sandwich from time to time. She is especially apt to do this if I am frantically rushing, gathering the necessaries to go to the golf course, or if I am in the the middle of a honey-do project around our abode.

I find her grilled cheese sandwiches especially delectable. While making a grilled cheese is not an especially challenging culinary chore, when I make one they are never quite as exquisite as those that Señora creates. Externally, they look the same, the beautiful deep brown color of bread essentially fried in a vat of butter – and yes I take my cholesterol pill religiously. The difference is on the inside. Her sandwiches have a creamy, melted cheese interior with the cheese dripping from the edges. I can never get mine to do that.

But I recently discovered her secret, she puts the cheese on a plate and pre-softens it in the microwave and then weaves the cheese into a piece of art on the bread before popping the tasty gastronomic treasure into the skillet with more butter.

Yum, yum.

I might be able to recreate her sandwich now, but it would still be lacking that one important ingredient that makes her sandwich so special, TLC.

And so it goes.

2022/08/072022/08/09

Speechless after that…

I went to the golf course the other day and picked up a game with a twosome on the first tee, two gentlemen around my age. We rocked along for 16 or so holes playing golf and occasionally, occasionally conversing. Somehow the conversation turned to social media.

I remarked that I was not on any of it currently, and that I had gotten off of Facebook years ago after discovering that I did not like many of my relatives. At least a big part of that was that many of my relatives had huge problems with my liberal politics and agnostic stance on religion, and I with their conservative politics and evangelic religion.

After hearing my comment about not liking my relatives, one of the gentleman remarked, “I don’t like anyone.”

Well…I did not know quite know what to say after that. I’m not sure I have ever heard misanthrope so openly avowed.

2022/07/162022/07/16

Grant Peeples – Insurrection Song (January 6th)

One more video of a song we heard performed at the Woodyfest in Okemah, OK. Grant Peeples was a last minute replacement for an act that became sick. His claim to fame is that he opened for Dan Berns one time at a famous venue in Atlanta, GA. The singer-songwriter career path is a strange and frequently a not-for-profit journey. But there does seem to be a lot of these troubadours out there, struggle though it may be.

2022/07/15

Red State Blues by The Red Dirt Rangers

About the time I have completely written off Oklahoma as hopeless and a no man’s zone, I run across something gives me a glimmer of hope that all is not lost in my native state.

The Red Dirt Rangers are hugely popular in Oklahoma, especially around the Stillwater region. It always amazes that bands like this are not bigger nationally. We heard them perform this song Thursday night at the Woodyfest in Okemah, OK.

2022/07/11

Crowds, Well Maybe…

Saturday night, Señora and I went to a party at a friend’s house who lives in The Hill district of St. Louis. This friend shares the same first name with Señora which occasionally gets confusing. We socialize with another couple and the man shares a first name with me. People tend to say Cathy’s David or Robin’s David. Just to set the picture a little clearer, all of the folks at this party were retired, and if not they were getting close. If you had been in your late 50s you would have been a youngster there.

If you are not familiar with St. Louis you might not know about The Hill. In less politically correct times Continue reading “Crowds, Well Maybe…”

2022/07/07

Rev. Joe’s Random Thought #9,989

yeah I know you did not ask!

I was reading a post on Nextdoor that was a bit of a rant, and from the poster’s comments it sounded like they lived in an apartment complex a mile or so from our house. It is a nice complex. I checked it out first time I lived here, but decided that was more money than I wanted to give someone in a rent check every month. It does seem to stay full though.

Apparently, the poster has a new neighbor, a new neighbor with a Great Dane. Apparently when this new neighbor walks this Great Dane, they do not pick up after their giant of a dog, effectively leaving massive poop bombs all over the place.

And living in an apartment with a Great Dane…

You just think you have problems.