Voting

Go out and vote ... no matter which party .. or no party .. is your choice.

Very few of you out there agree with my politics and I am aware of that. I am a conservative Republican by choice and an Independent by affiliation. I was a Kennedy Democrat in the early 60's and my views are still basically the same. The parties, however, seemed to have flip-flopped. I seriously fear the day in our country when people like Nancy Pelosi (who would be a better fit in the Politburo than in congress), Ted Kennedy and John Kerry are in the ruling party. It keeps me awake at night.

But, no matter whom is your choice ... voting is not a right, it is a responsibility. So ... DO IT !!

Peace (with honor)

P.S.~
The definition of Political Correctness: A doctrine fostered by a delusional, illogical liberal minority, and rabidly promoted by an unscrupulous mainstream media, which holds forth the proposition that it is entirely possible to pick up a turd by the clean end.

Monday

The weekend is over and now ... I can relax. We went to Benson Saturday after I got off work. I worked from 0430 to 1030. We watched Devin's football game (they won) and visited a while with my mom and my friend Benny Cardenas. then we (Hilda and I) took Abel and Devin to the Chinese restaurant for dinner. We spent the night in Benson, had breakfast at Galleano's and visited mom. Then we went to Tombstone for the day. another short visit at mom's and back to Tucson. I am still tired.

Work today was crazy.. lots of stuff going on, all unexpected. Now ... for some relaxation. I am watching Pro Poker and getting ready for the NFL. Because of the (you guys') change back to standard time, I'll only be able to watch 1/4 (as opposed to 1/2 before the change). The game starts here at 1830 (6:30 PM), and I have to get to sleep right after 1900 (7 PM).

I have two more paychecks coming with overtime on them, and then three without overtime, and then ..... a "Will work for food" sign on the side of the road I guess. I have to work this Saturday and Sunday ... an out-of-house inventory company will be in to check out my mini-warehouse and Horizon Moving's warehouse ... same building. Horizon has the majority of the product and I withdraw my needed product from them into my warehouse. My inventory will be simple, their's is totally messed up.

Well, I must shower before the game starts... have a great week .... PEACE

Afterwards

Here I sit and I'm alone, is that supposed to be a bad thing? I am totally happy being here alone and I actually look forward to being alone. I was once a "victim" of the need to constantly be around others, and also the need to be "friends" with so many people. I WOULD like to have more close friends these days, but my marriage to my ex drove off all the people that I would have been 'close friends' with. She only liked "her" friends and since I have been on my own (5 years) I have not formed many close relationships. My 'family' and I are estranged to a degree .. not enemies, but not close. Old age causes you to look back and WISH for another opportunity, but ... you're where you are, deal with it.

I have just finished watching Dick Cavett's 1973 interview with Katherine Hepburn, and I am watching 'Inside the Actor's Studio' with Al Pacino. Soon it will be bed time and I'll attempt to get enough sleep to be a semi-cognizent employee tomorrow.

I wanted to go to the Tucson Bluegrass Festival this weekend, but it looks as if we are going to get a motel in Benson for Saturday night and visit with my mom, my son, and a few of my nietos. Hilda wanted to go to Tombstone for the 125th Anniversary of "the Shootout at the O.K. Corral". So, I will humor her wishes. As for myself ... I lived there and I did the "Shoot-out" for 10 years at least 24 times a year. As my mom said .. "I haven't lost a damn thing in Tombstone and do not wish to return". But, I need to do this for her ... so, I will.

To Stanley: They'll have nothing like "OUR" fight scenes, they're not that great. And, they're not that dedicated.

Friday:
I was on the way to dinner with Hilda and a brake line ruptured on the Buick ... God sure does love poor people ... but it is fixed now and I am reading for bed. I will be in Cochise County all weekend, but will answer all queries on Sunday night.

Peace

Wednesday evening poem

Some poker on the tube or the History Channel's view
on stories of the past, something old or something new
some time at home alone, with cuisine I threw together
some peaceful desert breezes, Tucson's kinda' weather
all the worries of the day, slowly fade away
life is good I think, but who can really say
my health is holding on, I still can get around
my smile still pops out readily, I hardly ever frown
cold beer sits inside the fridge and supper's on the table
we all should try enjoying life, at least if we are able
the computer helps me talk, and listen, to my friends
and I've become addicted to the info that it sends
my inbox, like my snail mail, is always full of mail
is any worth the time? you can never really tell
but I read each piece, or sort of, interesting or spam
I guess that a computer geek is really who I am
or is it that my life revolves around this tiny screen?
and if it does, I wonder .. what does that really mean
but time goes by and it gets late, time to go to bed
and stop these silly questions that swirl inside my head
you all have fun, I must sign off, same time tomorrow night
time for a trip to dreamland, and I plan to do it right
I'll dream of days when I was young with spring in every step
a head of hair, my own teeth, I was full of vim and pep
I'll ride the range with friends I've known and some I've never met
and do so many exciting things, and never break a sweat
sleep sweet prince .. and rest these bones that ache in every way
for sure as as hell, tomorrow brings another day