Breeze.....

..... I am tired.... deep, deep, deeply bone-tired...... and I worked like a proverbial Army Mule this evening..... well, for most of it..........

...... sweat, mosquito bites, wasp stings, poison ivy, drought, famine, various pestilence, hey, you name it.......... the whole nine yards, my friends......... good god, I need a nap......... although there was something very, very satisfying about man-handling a shovel while the sweat rolled around from off of my neck and slaked my lips as I toiled......blisters are good for the soul, are they not?..... and sweat can spark a thirst towards its goal, yes?........

.... it's funny....... I can remember how my own Father used to tell me the stories of how his Bosses would hand out salt tablets when he first started working for the railroad in the late 60s......... and how, after a 16 hour day on the line, they'd say, "hey!..... we don't want a perfectly good White Man to white-eye on the job, now do we?"....... 100 degrees and they were handing out salt tablets.......... to this day, it still amazes me......

...... ahhhh..... how the times have changed.....

...anyway, I'm off to the kitchen.... chili has been requested, and who am I to deny such a tasty request?....... speaking of chewing, y'all chew on this one for a while....... personally, I found it quite entertaining.....

by Eric on April 30, 2009 | Bullshit (5) | TrackBack (0) | Music
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I don't mind that shovel work..it is just that I have never found one that had a handle that would fit my hand.

Bullshitted by GUYK on April 30, 2009 05:17 PM

Ate some salt tablets in the day. Workin' in the deep woods in those torrid summer days. Without a breath of air stirring. By noon you'd look like a drown rat. Eat salt tablets and chug down water and keep goin'.
Step outta the woods in the afternoon, catch a breeze, and actually start to shiver.
Get up the next morning and dress. My belt and the tops of my White's(after drying some overnight) would have a thin crust of salt on'em.
Those were the days....I'd rather forget ..they were miserable.

Bullshitted by Tbird on April 30, 2009 09:06 PM

The rhythm section sucked.

You'd think they'd give JJ Cale a bass player and a drummer that did not have a stick up their collective asses. Way too stiff.

Just sayin' is all.

Bullshitted by Andy on April 30, 2009 09:12 PM

.... all you need, Andy, is to have your ass beat at a few games of pool here......... it'll set all your world right.....

.... and hey, GuyK..... I agree.....

....and Tbird?..... I've had a few of those days..... and yes, they sucked mightily..... tobacco, mostly.......

Bullshitted by Eric on April 30, 2009 09:23 PM

Now why would an inevidtable outcome set my world right?

I would think a cosmic rift, a burst of the unexpected should answer for an attitude adjustment better than my usual cumbersome cue ripping felt.

A few laps on the back of my liter bike around Laguna Seca? Bet that'd make a hillbilly holler.

Bullshitted by Andy on April 30, 2009 11:06 PM