Hi readers. Thanks for coming by.
I just want to remind those who might have forgotten it’s time to put aside that old sweat-stained straw and don your felt, or cloth hats. Admittedly a lot of people don’t notice these days because they’re wearing ball caps sideways or backward, or just aren’t sensitive to delicate style issues.
But the people who matter will notice.
Old Jules
There’s a grave crisis looming, readers. Time was when good American foots were protected by good American-made flip-flops. They never failed. Those old timey flip-flops lasted until they’d absorbed so much foot odor a hog would turn up its nose at them. Normal landfills rejected them, demanded they be treated as hazardous waste.
But that’s all changed. You see how those straps come out? See how the layers of soles separate, sneakily intended to render the entire thing useless? That’s the Asian plan for taking over the flip-flop world.
They think there’s nothing a good American can do about it, but they’re wrong. If you can remember to pick up some Gorilla Glue you can make those babies run until they stink, just like the good American ones did. In the top pic you can see those had been glued, but not sufficiently and the soles peeled open elsewhere.
I ran out of glue in the process, so I’ve had to store up my flim-flammed-flip-flops until I can remember to pick up another bottle. Which is going to need to be soon, because I’m down to two [2] intact flip-flops, both for the same foot.
Next trip to town for sure, I’m getting me some Gorilla Glue, get my foots back into some respectable footware for two different feet.
Old Jules
Posted in 2012, America, Country Life, Current Issues, Redneck Repairs, RedneckRepairs
Tagged attire, country life, culture, environment, flimflam, flipflops, Human Behavior, humor, Life, lifestyle, psychology, redneck repairs, senior citizens, society, sociology, style
The rains during the past couple of weeks combined with the break in the heat wave hasn’t bumped the Great Speckled Bird back into what must have been a spry, active youth as I’d hoped it might. [The Great Speckled Bird: Respecting our Betters] [The Liar: The Great Speckled Bird, Part 2]
From the inside of Night Fortress 2 there’s a step up through the exit hole and he’s having a lot of difficulty with it because of his crippled leg and wing.
Those chains, incidently, are part of an ongoing war with generations of Brother Coon trying to dig into the fortress at night. The links where they meet the ground have treble-hooks wired to them to discourage digging there, but it’s a labor intensive game. They’re the first line of defense. Under the wood chips they’re on the holes are stuffed with prickly pear cactus, then covered with wood chips. Brother Coon eventually gets past them all and insists on my going to the next level of debate: The Lost Coon Diggings
Even the largest hen doesn’t have a problem with it. But after the hens are all out harvesting the night carcasses under the bug-light he’ll still be in there crowing, evidently dreading the prospect of fighting his way through that opening.
I load the chicken drinking water up with home-made colloidal silver, catch him and soak his legs in orange-peel tincture, and it all seems to help, but gradually GSB’s hard living before I got him’s coming home to roost.
Usually GSB doesn’t indulge in cliche, but maybe his mind’s going, too. Lately I’ve heard him say more than once, “If I’d known I was going to live this long I’d have taken better care of myself.”
If he keeps doing that I might be tempted to chop off his head.
C. W. McCall “Wolf Creek Pass”
Posted in 2011, Chickens, Country Life, Free-ranging-chickens, Poultry, Wildlife
Tagged animals, Chickens, environment, home, homesteading, humor, lifestyle, misc, miscellaneous, Nature, other, Poultry, random, style, thoughts
74 years old, a resident of Leavenworth, KS, in an apartment located on the VA campus. Partnered with a black shorthaired cat named Mister Midnight. (1943-2020)
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