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Beau Wann, Jr.
Good Morrow mine waltripnipionians,
A Ghoulish night it was...Hey Sir Rich, you and liz shoulda been over in our hood...all the apts and projects, bus in their kids so they can eat our candy...we probably have only a dozen or two kids that live in the hood at most...is this a wonderful country or what...we gave out candy for over 2 hours before we ran out...and amazing enough, everyone seemed to run out at the same time, and all the crowd disappeared..., and they were roving crowds of people, plus lines of cars down the street...some almost old as me...not quite, but almost...I will say that most all were very polite...yes sir, no sir, thank you...etc...I was going to hold some of the candy back for a snack emergency, but they got it all...I tried to eat it as fast as I could, but that tactic drew the "teacher glare" from me beloved...plus, you can eat only so many reeces peanut butter cups and Twix before it aint fun anymore...65 years, and the Ghouls aint got me yet...yet...
Out on patrol this morn, sawr some candy wrappers, not many for the amount of monsters we had in the hood, but a few...sawr a reeces peanut butter cup wrapper, but it wasnt one of ours...how do I know???? I'm glad you axed that...ours were orange wrappers with yellow lettering, and this one was yellow lettering and an orange wrapper...see...entirely different...
We, I, set up the garage with lattice barricades, (used to keep the dogs in but doors open)...TV on watching football...Jack and Coop pacing back and forth, to and fro, just loving to greet all the kiddos in costume...the kids and the adults loved the boys...just ooed and ahed over em...at one points, the wooly mammoth joined us in the garage...HE WAS AN ENORMOUS HIT(PUN INTENDED)...people couldnt believe how big he is, kept wanting to touch him and an enormous paw... but after a bit, the commotion was a shade too much for him...He wanted back in the sanctity of the house and the basket on the table...big sissy...scratched me too for my trouble...
YUK...I was wanting a club soda to settle my stomach, but picked up and took a big swig of TONIC WATER...boy, that stuff will set you free...I hear tell, that it is good for cramps, either give you immediate relief or in 5 minutes, whichever comes first...Got my club soda, and it's not much better...I'd add scotch to it, but thats not the way I ever drank my scotch...generally just out of the bottle! That way, no glasses to wash...
OK noW...BIG BURP...YESSSS!!!!! Wish I could patent burps...I could retire...oh...I am retired, or is that retread?
Hey Bernd, wonderful pics...Lloyd, excellent pumpkin, and I see you had expert help too...that always helps...I've tried carving pumpkins, by myself, and looked like a massacre...not even good for pies...
Clark got shot in the buttocks by a one eyed guide???? Sounds like one of my stories...Saaaaayyy, at the Smithsonian, there are a lot of wildlife on display that the cards read that "these were taken by the Lewis and Clark Expedition given to Thomas Jefferson...My question, how did they keep the specimens fresh??? I imagine Igloo coolers and ice were a might scarce back in them good ol days...plus I dont think they sent them back everyday by UPS or FEDEX, neither one having been around in the day...so how did they do it???? Keep them live and then bring them back and kill em and stuff and mount em????? I mean no disrespect either, just curious how they would handle that 200 years ago...
Sometimes history states the why, but not the how...and in some of my books, not even the why!!! I have some old history books, and Lewis and Clark is not mentioned...???
One book, copyright 1894, mentions them in one paragraph..."their explorations covered nearly all the country south of the 49th parallel..." Plus their company was composed of nine Kentuckians and 14 soldiers...Didnt mention that Meriwether Lewis was President Jeffersons Private secretary..."Lewis and Clark held incorrectly that not much of the territory would ever be fit for white men..."obviously they never met Frank Sharp or David Weekly...also didnt mention that William Clark was a Missouri soldier and was Governor of Missouri Territory form 1813 to 1821 and from 1822 till his death in 1838 he was superintendent of Indian Affairs at St Louis...
Zebulon Montgomery Pike...led two expeditions from 1805 to 1807 both from St Louis, one up the Mississippi to Ft Snelling, and one from St Louis to Santa Fe...ZEBULON...now that is a regal name, eh what!!!
John Boy, my trusty sidekick, has me all figured out...he knows that when I put my socks on in the morn, it is in preparation for our patrol...I can be very quiet, and stealthy, make no noise whatsoever, and sit down on the cedar chest in the bedroom, and start to put my socks on, and who should come round the corner, grinnin and a waggin his tail...John Boy...how does he know??? I put them on at different times...and yet, the moment I grab one sock and start to put it on my left foot, (I always do my left foot first) voila, he is there, grinnin and waggin...lately I have taken to putting my socks out the night before, just in case he heard the drawer open and close in the morn...makes no never mind...the moment I reach for a sock, he is waggin and grinnin at me...I started leaving them out at night, and Katy, the other heavy weight cat, sleeps on them...well, on a cold mornin there aint nothing like a warm sock for your cold tootsie...the onliest (san leon for only) problem, is that Katy becomes attached to them...literally...and doesnt want to relinquish control, so I have to gingerly pick her up, all the time her protesting vehemently, and retrieve yon hosiery...the things I do for love...
Today is Monday...Koopers Kids on monday at 2...I generally dont start anything on monday, just so it wont run over into Coopers time...dont want to get distracted and be late, or horrors, forget...which is what I am want to do at my advancing years...forget...boo...
Halloween is behind us, can Thanksgiving be far behind...that is my most favorite day of the year...I just love it...wish I had that little Diner, I'd make Tday a free day...
Oh, saw my little sweetheart grandaughter from next door, last night...My heart just goes thump when I see Lucy smile...I wish she was my official grandaughter, but, she has deemed it so...I guess that is good enough...she calls me what my kin Grand kids call me...Beaupa, and Diane they call DD or Dee Dee...Lucy is 15 and the epitome of what a child, a person should be...she runs over to our house to show us her AAA+++ papers, or plays our piano on a new piece she has learned...plus she came over and modeled her homecoming dress for us...even gave us a picture... includes us in her life...what a gift she is...she dressed up last night like one of those kernal korns...kute too...when I am sick, which nowdays seems to be all too often, she will text me from school or home to see how I am, plus brings us plates of food...lucky lucky us...
Ok, 12 high noon...time to get ready for Coopers outing...
Keep the sun at your 6 and ride boldly ride...
your friend and other brother...Beaupa the DOD
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