The Beginning....

The Beginning....
When William Least Heat-Moon toured the country many years ago, his steed, if you will, was a van that he named Ghost Dancing. His journey of America was 13,000 miles. His book is Blue Highways, A Journey Into America. My steed will be a Subaru WRX (traded for an XV Crosstrek). My travels will be, what in the past were called, the blue highways of Virginia. Years ago, maps showed secondary roads in blue. Yes, the ones less traveled.

Thursday, August 27, 2015

How Can You Tell When You're Getting Old?

Should I really be posting something about myself? Something personal? Hmmm....

I often say at my age, I say what I want. Often, my big mouth may not serve me well. Especially when I spout off about religion. Often pose the question, Are you a believer? A positive yes response will normally get a, That's too bad.

Back to the old part of this.

Last night had dinner my my friend, Mr. Charlie. For a couple of years or so, we've been meeting at the No Frill Grill and have absolutely perfect service, thanks to Shelby. And, the food is usually pretty good. I can never remember how old he is, though he is younger than I. But, I'm sure he's over 70 (EDIT: Mr. Charlie let me know he's 72).

We swapped old stories. We each had one.

The wind was blowing. Strongly. 
Dang, I look angry or something. 
Mr. and Mrs. C were in London recently. And, they, in addition to using cabs, also rode the buses. Mr. C, said he knew he was old when people started hopping up from their seats and offering them to him. Yes, he told me...I knew I was there...at the gates of oldness (my words).

And, my oldness story. A few days ago, was at my Kroger's (yes, I own stock). I was somewhat bent over looking at the nuts on the bottom shelf.

Sir, may I help you get something?   
I got up and turned. Here was this absolutely plain woman, no make-up, in her 40s or 50s, who was strikingly attractive.

Thanks, ma'am. I greatly appreciate it. I smiled. Maybe you could help me up once I get down.

What a delightful lady....

Yes, Mr. C and I agree we've turned the corner or whatever term you want to use, on being old. We are there.


Thursday, August 20, 2015

Guy Martin is My Hero! Well, He's My Motorsports Hero, That's for Sure....

OK, I fess up. I've been fascinated for many years by the Isle of Man motorcycle races. And. for
several years I've followed the exploits of Guy Martin. This young fellow has done it all (well, just about all).















I'm not going to spend a lot of time...if you're interested do a search. I believe I watched a TV segment where he was tracking down the perfect tea. He also bought a barge and completely refurbished it. He holds a record on a bicycle and a sled (yes, a snow sled).

Guy speaks with BBC about the dangers of motorcycle racing.




Guy was scheduled to make a record attempt at Bonneville, but a recent crash has caused the attempt


to be canceled for this year.

You could start with wikipedia.


Yes, Guy has his bad days.... Isle of Man, 2010.

In the center on the right, it looks like a stick or small log? it's dark... That's Guy's leg. And, the gas tank is in the air.











Sunday, August 16, 2015

Life and the Human Condition in Six Words? Another Project Doomed to Fail?



Other than running my mouth on several blogs, I have two writing projects I'm trying to
finish.

Yes, still trying to finish my second book of fifty-five word stories and have started a book using six words. They all aren't stories in the usual sense of the word....some may be rants, quips, observations, well....you get the idea. And, many may well be just silly. 




I'm starting with over 200 of them (six words) and not sure how many will survive my editing. 























































Your comments, as always, would be appreciated. Post them here or send me an email.

george238c@juno.com

























































































This contribution by my pal, Mark...















































































OK, I can't or won't help myself. Yes, just a few on religion...... Hey, don't go nuts! 



























"Have faith and send lots of money." Talk about shearing of the sheep!


And, accomplish nothing!









And look like fools!


When whacked-out religious zealots are allowed to keep their kids from getting vaccinated....society has failed us! 
Any sane person will see this for what it is. CHILD ABUSE!
Lookup "Jesus Camp."

Well, enough of this. Wow, is religion a downer..... I had been in a good mood...no longer am!