That knocking on the door is
Thursday and we open it to see what will fill in our time on this
August 21, 2014. The good news is our area is growing by leaps and bounds. Construction is underway everywhere. Buildings are going up, houses are being started, and the roadways are totally torn up as they are being reworked to allow for more traffic. The situation before was pretty miserable in terms of traffic mobility. For the time being, during this massive renovation, well, it is almost downright hopeless. The other day I was out there in it when I saw something that just knocked me down. We already have road crews at work. Detours. Stoppages. The highways are constantly being pulverized. Yet, on that particular morning, in the midst of all this chaos, there they were, the road cleaning crew. The road cleaning crew? With all their escorts. Do these entities actually even talk to each other or do they have a clue as to what is going on? First of all, there's nothing to clean because everything is in shambles. Secondly, them being there only creates an even greater backup for those who are attempting to get to their job so they can make the money necessary to pay for all of this. And, lastly, it just goes to show you that just when you think you've seen it all they find a new way to mess with your life. They actually do that one quite well my friend, quite well indeed!
I know. I know. Take deep breaths. Count to ten. Let's update that one for this particular situation: Count to ten million. I'm just joking on that one. There's always plenty of radio to fill in the wait time and we know how wonderful most of the news is these days.
NOT! There's music of all sorts. True. There's religious programming. True again. You do, however, have to be careful who you listen to or you might just end up sending in $25 for a free prayer cloth, the money being spent to cover the weight of the postal money order. Another joke. Don't get all bent out of shape. Just calling the balls and strikes as I see them. What's that? Do I wear corrective lenses? You know that I do but I did recently pass the eye test on my driver's license renewal but I didn't spend the night in a Holiday Inn Express. Don't get yourself in a dither over that one. It's a play on a commercial that used to run on TV. If I had one of those voice to text converters I could maybe work up some blogs while waiting for the road cleaning crew to finish not cleaning the road but going through the motions. I think I will look into that one.
Or maybe I could spend my wait time thinking of corny jokes to share with my readers. Here's one: ~ My friend pulled into the crowded parking lot at the local shopping center and rolled down the car windows to make sure his Labrador Retriever pup had fresh air. She was stretched full-out on the back seat and he wanted to impress upon her that she must remain there. He walked to the curb backward, pointing his finger at the car and saying emphatically, "Now you stay. Do you hear me? "Stay! Stay!" The driver of a nearby car, a pretty young blonde, saw him and thought he was talking to his car. She gave him a strange look and said,"Why don't you just put it in "Park"? ~ Not bad advice, therefore, I had better park this one while I still can. By the way, I've had plenty of experience parking lately, unfortunately it has been out on the highways, byways, and freeways, but, maybe it will be better soon. One can hope. Take care and may God bless each one.
Amen. ....More later.
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