While you earthlings are fretting over whether your next king is going to be friendly to your preferred nuances of greed, waste, envy, scorn and target identification, you might want to squeeze in a few minutes to find those moth balls. The days for protecting your brass monkeys might not be completely over for the year, but keeping the emphasis on the right syllable is as important now as it ever was.
Even though those Pendleton blankets might seem anachronistic today, and knowing there are plenty of sheep still out there grazing, there’s going to be another October and November eventually. Betting on the come, figuring you can just toss the holey blankets and buy something Chinese to replace them might problematic by then.
There’s a rumor going around the Chinese plan to devote the entire planetary wool production to their world-wide-near-monopoly on steel. Chinese statisticians and accountants have discovered crescent wrenches and pliers made of wool will do the job as well as the ones made of steel they’re selling now. And they’ll be worth as much as the dollars US consumers use to pay for them.
Save some of those moth balls for your toolbox. Next year that might be where you’ll find your Pendleton blankets.
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Good morning readers. Thanks for coming by for a read this morning.
Some happenings on this planet are so unlikely as to probably have transpired somewhere else, not here. The scene below is a US Forestry Service outdoor toilet located at a mountain picnic area near the road running from Silver City to Reserve, New Mexico. From a distance it looks innocuous enough.
I’d imagine that’s what the guy who was sitting on the john inside thought when something important happened. In the bottom pic the unlikely is somewhat conveyed, though it doesn’t show how thoroughly the saturation of bullet holes targeting the piece of space he occupied.
The Great Escape
Call yourself a cop
I’ll call myself a robber
Corner me in an outhouse
Call in your backups
Talk to me through bullhorns
“Come out with your hands up
We know you’re in there
Watching flies strafe dust particles
In sunlight shafts
Savoring the odor and the old news
“Come out or we’ll come in after you”
Tension builds. No answer.
Anti-climax gun and badge hero makes a perfect icon
Of an eyeball peeking through a knot hole.
But I’m not scared.
I’ve escaped down through the hole
Into the real world
Old Jules Copyright©2003 NineLives Press
Most things in this life just aren’t worth worrying about. The Universe has enough surprises and cards on the bottom of the deck to make the focus of the worry obsolete, or absolescent.
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