Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Wrinkled

First you forget names, then you forget faces. Next you forget to pull your zipper up and finally, you forget to pull it down. (George Burns)

The older the ranch hand gets, the more he relates to ole George. For example, after living in town for so long, he occasionally forgets the rural nature of his current abode.

He gets reminded when:

1. The water quits comin' from the well behind the house because the electricity cut off.

2. Every potty flush includes a prayer the septic system "works"?

3. Fiddlin' with a satellite TV hoochie is a must without cable access.

4. Ditto the mysteries of a satellite internet system because DSL ain't an option.

5. The local redneck population repeatedly proves the gene pool could use a little chlorine.

Nothin' deep here. Just that it was either blog the above thought or muse on the fact that wrinkled was not one of the things I wanted to be when I grew up?

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