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Beau Wann, Jr.

     Howdy myne "chilly willies", Nanook here from the noth.  OOOOOh, soooo dreary today, and with Diane in parent sitting since yesterday, that makes it that mouch more drearyererer.  I guess she'll come home Saturday eenin or maybe sunday. 

     I dont do well unsupervised anymore. I'm sort of a "rejectionary dimensional". I'm not quite sure perzactly sure what that means, but heard my good friend Richard use it.  It's a pretty good phrase because you can add so many oither woids to it and makes perfectly good sense. Well, at least to a "retractionary delusional" like moi!

     Got up to 57 today, wind blowing like a wind tunnel, 20+ mph headed noth.  Got some sprinkles today, nothing serious. Pups been out playing in the hay I bought for them. Made a fort, like I do every year, and they love it.  Cooper got to enjoy it once.  He was just in heaven, rolling around, albeit slowly, but rolling around none the less. When I see one eyed Jack, (coopers protector) and silly Dixie Belle, coopers nurse,  rolling around with her Christmas teddie bear in her mouth and playing tag and stuff, I can still see coopers big ol head and that beautiful smile of his...

   Diane made two different kinds of soup for me whilst she is away. Meatball, tater, barley, greenbean, sweetpea, many more and others too, and some chickent soup with mush of the same with habeneros and jalapenos, blackeyed peas, rice, and for good measure, I added some lima beans and bacon, plus other stuff.  They are both very good. I can have one for lunch and the other for supper.

    I make my own breakfast, eggs over, hashbrowns, bacon or sausage, biscuits and gravy both from scratch...I could eat breakfast all day everyday.  I think I'll make some scotch eggs tomorrow. Need to look fro my recipe. They're not hard, boiled eggs peeled and then encase them in a sausage coating methinks, then deep fry em. Been awahile since I've made them.

     I've pretty much stayed close to home, in fact I havent left the hill for the last couple of weeks due to the outbreak of #$%^&*( FLU.  If I get it, I'm history. Even though I've had the pneumonia shot, the flu would trump that. 

      Read where the outbreak of Spanish flu in 1918 killed from 50 million to 100 million people. I think the scientific name for it is H1N1 or whatever. Doesnt matter what it's called, deadly is it's real name. So all yall stay home. We dont eat out, or mingle in crowds. Diane did go to the grocery store for us, and then took her mom today in H town, so she could possibly contract it and pass it on to me.  Lets hope not!

    Probably wont have the "Party on the Hill" this groundhog day, but maybe later.  The cold and dampness has worked it's badness on my bones and stuff, so I'm just not up to it physically, yet.  I know this weather has probably affected much of yall as it has me, so nothing new there.  Maybe when the weather turns warmer, well, we will see what we will see.

    I am entertaining the idear of expanding Coopers Memorial Ice House, maybe 24 more feet.  Shoulda had them do it that large to begin with.  Something I've learned, mostly too late, is, GO LARGER THAN YOU THINK YOU NEED...That applies to everything. 

    Ok, time to deplane boss...stay warm and ride boldly ride...
your frien and silly chilly willy...Nanook Cephus of the noth

Kay Watters '65 (Greene)

Glad to be outta that ice, but I must admit it was nice staying in the covers and snoozing with the doggies all day.  None of us liked outside. Watching Houston town slip and slide was scary entertaining.  Tomato soup was the order of the day.

Today promises to be sunny in the afternoon, hope so, it is a bit hazy and misty.  I was so glad to get out and go to Bryan for groceries, that I forgot to wipe my basket, so far, so good.  Everyone was buzzing in the grocery store, replentishing their snack and food supplies.

I visited my lady in Rehab and she said the staff were all wearing masks, and the hospital was full of the flu.  She refused to make a Dr. appt at the hospital because of it.  She will be there another month, then home.  She will need more help than I can give her, so will require a larger lady that can help her.  We have become good friends throughout this. So that will continue.

I felt you would have to cancel the picnic.  You and Diane have too many tasks on your plates.  The story of Cooper and the dogs was delightful.  Take care, stay warm and healthy!  All.

Beau Wann, Jr.

     Hey Kay!  glad you are out and about and all is well, or warm, either or!   Hope your lady gets the help she needs and gets better.  You are a good person for sure.  Last time I went to the store, I brought my own bacteria killer. Plus I wore a mask and walked around the store spraying Lysol spray in front of me as I walkked down each aisle.  I was also waving a peacock feather (one of our cats play toys) to help purify the air.    Plus I was speaking in a foreign language, Jibberish, from the Isle of Jibber. A little known Island, just off he coastt of Transylvania, Rumania.  That all will keep the maggot mo rons away from you. 

     Surprisingly enough, I dont mind the weird looks I get whilst performing my purifying ceremony. I get those anyway just being my normal self.  Another oxymoron, Normal and self!

      Diane is on the way home from her moms, FINALLY, after a stop in Brenham at CVS and then to the HEB or wallymart wherever she needs to go. Me and the animals got all crossways this morning. The cats didnt like anything I opened for them. Dogs were uncooperative when I tried to clean the mud off their paws early this morn.  I YELLED AT EVERYONE this morn, so critters are avoiding me, no hovering under the covers with a critter, GOOOD!  Ungrateful itinerate rejectional demensionals idjit mo rons.

    Mostly foggy, mostly?  All foggy and drippy and wet and nasty and mean and hateful and idjitfied....If the sun would  come out, I might be in a better frame of mind, what little mind I have, if you dont mind! I have never seen so much fog anywhere since moving up here.  I thought fog happened along the coast line. Maybe it's preparing us for when the seas rise, like I've seen on the new maps of the new coastlines.

    And to top it all off, I feel croopy...like the onset of THA FLU been hacking and coughing, feel like I have fever AAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGG. Our youngest, Kevin is on his second round of the flu, this time strain B. What a strain !  My doc, doc Holiday, prescribed 50K hoochie coochies of vitamin D onedcdt a week. Good thing they can put vitamin D in a bottle, cause I aint getting it the normal way, FROM THE SUN.... My other doc, doc Fraunkensteen, prescribed brandy and coffee.

     Man, I'm in a bad mood.  WHERE'S THAT DANG WOMAN AT?  Jeese che is so slow. When she ever does get here, I'm handing the controls over to her and gonna hibernate like allus bears should be doink. I might come out in July, maybe!

     WHERE IS THAT DEANG SUN?   I WAS PROMISED SUN, IT'S IN MY CONTRACT for crying out loud! I know, I know, be patient. I've been patiently patient  long enough, I want sun, and I want it now, so there, ttbbtts.

     Ok, time to deplane boss....keep the fog horn limbered up and ride boldly ride...

    your frien and old grouch,  Attila the Cephus hun. esq 

Kay Watters '65 (Greene)

Beau, I laughed so hard, didn't think I was going to stop....and at 2:00 a.m. when I need to go back to sleep!

Those grocery shoppers you are prancing and dancing and spraying are not a bit amused....country people are way different than city people.  When I get bent out of shape, I go shop at Walmart in Conroe (FM 105) and the people look and act like FM 1960......lol.  Then I go back to Germanland....albeit Anderson, and am content.

Yes, I hope Diane came home and satisfied the Beastie in you, probably threw you and the animals all outside or dropped you down the creek.

I SAW THE SUN AROUND 3:pm...i was feeling like I was in Boston, most of the morning.  that's all, goodnight.

Teddie Jordan

I enjoy puns.  

Three favorites that I have read in recent months:

1. -Dear “Optimist” and “ Pessimist”

     While you were busy discussing the status of the glass of water,

     I drank it!

   - The “Opportunist” 

 2. If attacked by a mob of clowns, 

    Go for the juggler!

 3. The Spanish magician says he will disappear on the count of three, 

    Uno, Dos - Flash -

    He was gone without a Tres!

Scotty Croom

warm up sat....got out for mail. money and lunch....then sun. ,gout set in and is better this late am....have dr. appt.,blood work,hearing test later this week...

Beau Wann, Jr.

     Hey Scotty, glad you chimed in. Hope all your t ests go well.  Each time I go back for a hearing retest, probably twice a year amybe, they find I've lost more hearing.  The Costco out by you in Katy has an excellent audiologist. No charge for the test, and the tests are extensive.  They are very reasonable on the hearing aids. I've heard others charge up to 12K for hearing aids. For 12K, I'd want a lovely young 17 year old girl on both sides of me listening for me. The ones I got were 1600 dollars, no lovely young lass however. Fortunately I'm blessed to have full reinbursment insurance, but they wouldnt reimburse 12K I'm sure.

       Kay, I hoid you laffin, woke me up dagnabbit and durn tooting rabbit!

Here's what me and the kids been doing...today

GETTIN A ZILLION HOOCHIE KOOCHIES OF VITAMIN D, AND AEIOU, XYZ AND SOMETIMES Y AND W
NOW THATS WHAT I'M TALKIN ABOUT...Oh man thank you lord.....I was able to get back up by myne ownself, surprisingly enough. Took a minute or two though. If there is sun tomorrow, I will be doing more of the same.

Beau Wann, Jr.

     Hey TJ, come to the front, TJ, come to the front....I love puns and limericks...hmmm lessee ifin I have a pun or a limerick....Oh, I know...

     "there was a young lady from glass,
who had a magnificent ass.
Not pretty and pink, as you might think,
but was grey, had long ears and ate grass."

    Oh, was that to risque'?  Ok, here's a riddle...
          "If a chicken and a half laid an egg and a half in a day and a half.
how long would it take a grasshopper with a wooden leg to kick the seeds out of a dill pickle?"

      Ok Ok, I know, I'm no henny youngman. Imagine if I were t hough, who would he be?
    Saw an old movie, with vaudvilleians in it, so I'm wired and armed and dangerous!   I sorta liked vaudville. it was live and no time for do overs, or special effects from a computer.  Last vaudville show I saw wass in San Diego back in 65 maybe. It was up at the top of Broadway street on a town square thingy. It was called the Hollywood Theater.  Had comedians and tap dancers and strippers. The strippers back then wore more than most people do now days walking around at the grocery store.

    Then outside the theater on the square standin on a soap box, was the fire and brimstone preacher, extolling the wages of sin!   Looking b ack in my mind, it was sort of the last of the real America, we grew up in. Not exactly what you would see in our old neighborhood, Oak Forest, but what one would see on visiting the "big city".  

     The closest thing to sleaze in Oak Forest, was visiting the bowling ally.  The atmosphere was different  there than anywhere else. Probably just mental, but sure seemed different than say going to Madings drugstore, or Sears, or Whites, or the place next to the bowling ally up on 43rd, the Oak Forest Grill. Remember them?

     They advertised on their window, a foot long hotdog!  I love hotdogs, and they didnt come much better than a footlong one. Dont know how much they charged,  but the Chuck Wagon had them for 15 cents and that was with chili.  

      I think, if I were a millionaire, I would open up a nostalgic place here in the village of Chappell Hill, and try to duplicate the fine fare that we enjoyed as kids.  Of course I'd need hep running it, and I feel certain if some of youse youtes applied for an internship at  Ye Olde emporium, you would be hired.  Just your fine self and splendid memories required for experience.  

    Ok, hold that thought. My splendid pup Dixie Belle, is standing in front of me with her Teddie bear wanting to go out onto the frozen tundra....

Teddie Jordan

Cephus, I thought you told me the closest thing to sleaze in old Oak Forest was the Hoochie Coochie Club on 34th street where you and Robbie and Ricky’s garage band played a gig? And if you can’t remember maybe we can find your post on this forum in about ‘09-‘10 where you told the story. Too funny as I recall. 

Beau Wann, Jr.

     You are correct sir.  Howsomever,  I was really speaking about our pre-highschrool days.  I still remember that fine engagement at the Top Hat Lounge like it was just half century ago.  I wonder how that stripper is getting along.  I know how "her" band is getting along, but I hope she fared well, surely an academy award nomination was in the grand scope of things.  She sure had me and the boys in the band convinced she loved us.  WOOWEE, she was as special as biscuits and gravy, and I certainly mean no disrespect to eyether party.

    It just seemed like the "Bowling Alley" was a whole nother whirld, say when we were 10 years old. Shoot, at 10, the Top Hat Lounge woulda been out of this whirld. You couldnt see when you stepped into the darkness of the THL.  You could sure smell the stale beer and stuff. You had to let your eyes get accoustomed to the ambiance of that fine establishment.  Only when you could finally see the surroundings did you dare move.  The floor was an uneven dirt floor believe it or not.  What an experience!

      The bowling alley was a tad tamer, a real floor.  Booths and Juke Box on the right as you walked in the door, and along that same line was the lunch  counter, and to the left were the bowling lanes. It was kinda dark to the right, but over the lanes it was lit up. Either Elvis, or Little Richard was playing on the juke box.  It had the atmosphere of one of the pool halls we frequented, say the 8 Ball, and the Eureka club etc. Speaking of which, we have a pool hall up here!  Well, it's in Brenham on the square.  I  think I'm going to havee to pay it a visit soon.

    I grew up in a pool hall with the "wild bunch", and have had a pool  table from back in the 50's till about 3 years ago when we moved up here. No room for one here.  I sure miss having a table.  Even though I've been shooting pool for more than 65 years, give or take, I never learned to shoot worth a darn. Just not good with geometry. If it was just adding subtracting, multiplying and dividing, I'd a b een king of the Hall. Yeah, that's the ticket, I'm going to start going to t he pool hall. I've still got 3 custom made sticks, each in it's own case.  One of em I actually won in a tournament. Got first place, so they engraved my name on the base of the stick. 

    I knew winning that tournament was just a fluke, so I didnt let it go to my head.  I just had a hot hand that evening and could do no wrong. Some of the  real hustlers that were there that night were just off their game, and knew I really wasnt any good.  A pro can spot a phoney, or "Lucky shooter", so they knew.    Normally, I can shoot a couple of good shots, but then just fall apart as the game goes on. 

    You know what?  I'm having the "COOPERS MEMORIAL ICE HOUSE AND DAINCE HALL" enlarged, hopefully adding 24 feet to the end.  I should have room for a pool table, yeah, that's the ticket.  Thanks TJ, for giving me that g reat Idea.  Hopefully you and the "gang" will come out and help me christen the new daince hall and pool table. WOW, what a great idea!  Now just have to locate a pool table that fares well in the change in temp and humidity etc.   WOW, THANKS TJ, I havent been this excited since I built built  "Coopers field of dreams".

    Ok, gotta get going!

Keep the sun at your six and 9 ball in the corner pocket...

your frien and pool shark, Minnesota Aloyisious Cephus Fats, esq   

Teddie Jordan

Beau, you are right about the 43rd bowling alley. Living at 1223 Overhill from ‘48-‘57 our house backed up to it once it opened. We felt like it was a thinly disguised beer joint. It was not unusual to hear drunks fighting outside it’s back door in the alleyway that we backed up to. And you never get used to the sounds of the ball rolling then hitting the pins and the resulting racket. That’s not the only reason we moved on out to 43rd at Antoine, but it was one of them. 

Beau Wann, Jr.

     I liked the bowling alley, and still do. of course it's no longer there, go figure!   I like bowling alleys in general, great burgers and fries and chili pies.  I liked to bowl too.  I was a 150 average bowler because I couldnt throw a curve ball.  All I could do, is throw it down the middle about a hunnert miles an hour. Sadly My bowling career came to an end with bad  back. Man, I was gonna turn pro too.

    Ok, the little woman is home. Been gone a couple days. I've got dinner on the stove so guess I'll sing off for now.

    Keep your feet on the back side of the foul line and your ball out of the gutter...
your frien and bowling butter ball, Cephus E Lee, esq

Beau Wann, Jr.

    Good morning myne fyne Waltripynes. A very windy 52 this mornin, feels like 42.  Saturday yet again...OOPS, Friday.  Sorry about that, lost my head there for a moment.  We had Pancakes today, and normally I make em up on a Saturday, so you can see where I erred.  Speaking of which, I use KRUSTEZE, brand pancake mix, just add water.  I've used Pioneer and Bisquick, and all three are ok. I find that if you want thicker fluffier pancakes, you need to add less liquid, or more flour mix.

     Had sausage and pancakes, hmmmm good.  The pancakes were on the griddle, and I flipped em over, and when it came time to flip em one  more time, I had it in my mind to do like I've seen on the telly, flippem up in the aair and either try to catch them on a waiting plate, or try to catch them on the spatula.  I have aa new spatula, the shape of a pancake, so I figgured I could catch them on the spatula.  I've done it before, many times, and each time was a success, sort of.

    I'm waiting patiently to flip them, in fact I thought about it yesterday and into the night. Ok, time to give em a flip.  "Slide, Scoop, FLIP"...Yes indeedy, gave er a good high flip, and like a ballplayer I lost er in the lights.  Now I'm panicing,  "Where did it go"?  Finally recovered my eyesight, and just in time to see it disappear into Jacks mouth.  Not bad for a one eyed lame pup. The ol Willie Mays "basket catch", do it everytime!

    Did I mention my flips were all a success sort of?   Well as I recollect, this was pretty much how   all my flips turned out, and I'm not being flippant.      yup, success for the dogs and not so much for me, unless you count that the dogss really love me when I cook. 

     Diane doesnt even have to look, or be in the same area to know what I'm up to. "Flipped another pancake did we"?  Or wwoids to that defect. "I'll have you know, that pancake never hit the floor" says I. "Yeah, I know, good thing we've had dogs through the years, and they can catch better than you" retorts she...." Oh, that's just mean, Here dear, have some more of this delicious coffee" I reply trying to change the subject.  Wives, phooey, no sense of adventure whatsomever.

    Now you see why I get along well with animals and not so much with peoples!  I f eeds the critters well!
Who else builds a ballfield for the rabbits and birds?  Yup, me!   Thats about all I see on the field of dreams, rabbits and birds. But that's ok, gonna turn the "Coopers memorial Ice Haus and Daince Hall" into the "Coopers memorial Ice Haus/Pool Hall and Daince Hall, and all round gathering place"...I know, kinda long, but when have you ever known me to do any SHORT "wordsmithin" !   Dont know if Mrs Simpson would approve of using so many words at one time. Well, I yam what I yam!

     At least thems my plans.  Got the enlarging of the "hall" in the works as I type this. I think the start date is sometime in March, so probably be end of april by the time the concrete cures and my lovely wife can paint it grey like she did the last slab. Then we have to find a pool table and accessories.  Last time I bought one from International Billiards on Washington Ave.  They've been there since 1940. 4th generation run now. Hope they're still there. Guess there's others if they're gone.

    Ok, time to deplane boss.  Keep your stick chalked up and 1 ball in the side pocket...
Your frien and admirer, Willie Cephus B. Macaroni and cheese,esq 

Teddie Jordan

How about adding a one lane bowling alley next to the billiard room? Can’t remember which USA President, but one of them added one to the Whitehouse! Or maybe just one of those Skee-Ball bowling pinball games.

Pat Brantley (Ross)

I was never in the top hat lounge, but I did my homework at the dutchman’s Beer joint many nights.  It was on Wakefield.  “Dutch” hadeshack owned the place.  I know I didn’t spell his name correctly.  My daddy and his friends were all vets and talked while they played shuffleboard or dominoes.  I listened.  There were a few drunks over time, but most of the guys just drank beer and hung out.  Fitzgerald’s in the heights has still never been swept.  I think dirt is all that is holding that place together.  They served beer.  

It was cold in New Braunfels and it snowed.  We didn’t have ice that I saw.  Of course I didn’t spend much time outside.  My husband has more of a problem with being bone chilling cold.  He has poor circulation because of his diabetes.  He keeps our house at 72.  He is having a heart cath on Tuesday.  A friend of ours was having a heart cath 2 weeks ago and I had been sick with a fever and probably flu so I stayed home.  My husband went to the hospital to pray for our friend and fainted.  He wound up in the er and I found a mask and headed to the hospital.  The cardiologist said ron had to start testing.  He did the tests and failed.  I didn’t have the flu.  It seems to be much worse around Dallas.  My granddaughter has had bacterial pneumonia for the past week.  I have taken food over but haven’t seen her.  I explained to her who Typhoid Mary was so she would understand my insult.  I am a very sarcastic grandmother.  

Since losing our dog our cat has started acting like the dog.  She is lonely.  She now comes when called and follows ron around the house talking.  I wanted to get a Bernese mountain puppy.  Ron said we had downsized and don’t need a 120 lb dog.  None of the Australian Shepherds listed in the rescue pages like cats.  

Well after Tuesday we will discuss dogs.

I have been reading, just not writing.

Lloyd Pond

Saturday's and pancakes have been a tradition at our house for a long time. Grand kids always like them and I can eat whatever is left over . I like to make my own batter, starting with the standard recipe and then add or substitute secret ingredients to see if I can sneak one over on anyone. Since we do not have a dog, I know better than to try and do the flip up and catch technique perfected by Mr. Wann. I do like to make different shapes or add faces or initials in the pancakes. Now with the new year, resolutions, doctors appointments and all, we have decided (sniff,sniff) to lay off the pancakes. Yikes! More cardboard cereal please?

Beau Wann, Jr.

     Hey TJ, I think thata was either soblbj or kennedy. I might try to find a used shuffle board, you know the kind with sawdust. I always marveled at how sawdust was repurposed for shuffleboard instead of the dust bin.

     Hey Lloyd, I've also tried to make shapes and alphabetize my pancakes, but generally all that ensues is a mess. Hey. dont stop eating pancakes, they are good for you. They make "Buckwheat" flour for pancakes also too.   I use 100% maple syrple on mine, and that's suppose to  be vely good for you.  In fact I use maple syrple on my cereal and oatmeal and cream of wheat and malt o meal, and anything else that needs to be sweetened.

    I get 100% maple syrple at CostCo, it's around 10 dollars for 32 ounces, whereas krogers has pretty much the s ame thing for over 20 dollars. Dont know if HEB carries it,  they generally dont carry anything like that, and if they  do have it one time, it wont be there the next time you visit. HEB, no store does more...to agravate you than HEB.

    Hey Pat, thanks  for jumping in. I'm always interested in others rememberances and family news.
sorry your Husband is having issues and your grandaughters pneumonia.  I think I remember my sawbones telling me that they can treat bacterial pneumonia, but have nothing to fight the viral kind.  Read an article about protecting yourself from sickbugs, gargle with WHISKEY. Yup, you read that right. It might keep the germs away, but if you get pulled over by the lawdawgs, germs will be the least of y our  problems.

    I keep a family size bottle of listerine in my truck, and if I have to be around peoples, I gargle with it.  We have antigerm stuff for hands in both vehicles, plus we  dont eat out anymore.  You never know whether the folks handling your food have come in sick because they cant afford to miss work.  Well, I'm a very good cook...let me rephrase that, a very good "heater upper".  But, I like soup from the can and spam and cornbeef hash etc.  Plus If I have a roast or chicken and any vegies, I can make my own soup, ha!

  We keep our house at 72 in the summer and 68 in the winter. My beloved is hot natured now, and of course being from the old country, Transylvania, I'm as hot blooded as they ccome.  Dracula has probably been trying to be my friend on facebook, but ha, jokes on him, I'm not on facebook, so ha!  If by chancee either of us do get cold, that's whaat they make jackets sweaters and sweat shirts for, and blankets, and dogs and cats.

    Diane has been spending at least 3 days and nights a week at her mom and dads to help them through all the old age crisises that have reared it's ugly old head.  Her dad keeps the house at 80 year round, plus several space heaters going.  You can imagine how uncomfortable that is.  But, diane is a trooper and hangs in there and endeavors to persevere.

    Sorry about the loss of your pup. Your cat really needs yalls attention now, because besides following you around and talking, it can choose other ways to get your attention like doing it's loo stuff in you shoes and on the carpet and furniture.  But of course you probably already know that.

    You mentioned the Dutchman on Wakefield. I remember it, and wasnt a dance studio next to it? Like Swazye or Eason?   there was also the Cattycorner on Wakefield and Golf. I think both are still there.  The Walking Chicken, owned by Lynn Pruits parents was next door to the Top Hat lounge on 34th and on the other side was Bill Mraz ballroom, if memory serves me correctly, and I dont know why it should start now.

    The Walking Chicken had pretty good food as I recollect. Of course with the exception of liver and onions, most all food was good.  

    It's about 60 here methinks, and rainy and drippy, mostly drippy.  Diane has gone, yet again, but this time for a little fun. Our first great grandchild baby shower.  I'm not sure it counts  because we will be related only by marriage, but Diane's ok with that. As long as they dont bring it over here and leave it, I'm ok too.

      My child raisin days is long over with. If they come with a cue stick in their grubby little fingers,  be able to take apart an M1 garand and clean it and put it back together, or know  how to drive a tractor and other stuff, then they can come over, otherwise back off!

    Ok, t ime to deplane and take a midmorning nap, or at least try anyhoo.
Keep your cue stick chalked up and 15 ball in the side pocket...

your frien and maniacal maniac, Brer Cephus R Goode, esq

Teddie Jordan

A special shout out  to Johnny and Becky Sheffield on their Golden, fiftieth wedding anniversary yesterday! 

Congratulations y’all, two of our favorite people!

Pat Brantley (Ross)

Happy anniversary Johnny and Becky.  Beau, our cat is so spoiled.  I hope she doesn’t pull those behaviors you mentioned.  I buy cooked shrimp and ron cuts them up for the cat.  She is catered to all the time.  I think Diane is a saint to survive in 80 degree House.  I couldn’t make it.  Had to go to ophthalmologist last week and his office was having thermostat problems.  I had to go stand outside several times to keep from getting too nauseous.  I want this large adorable puppy because they are so docile and because I thought if the cat helped raise a dog they would have a good relationship.  This is how nuts I am.  If we bring home this 120 lb. dog from the humane society the cat will set him straight in no time.  The dog at the shelter has always been outside.  I don’t know if I am up to training a dog that large to start with.  All of my big dogs were smaller when I got them or else already trained.  Oh well.  If ron gets through this with just a few stents, maybe he will help train a dog.  One of those things that was always my job.  Now that we are retired he thinks he is doing everything around here because he loads the dishwasher and washes his own clothes.  He really thinks this.  What a glorious 49 years we have had.  

Good bye sweet prince.  Time for church.

Beau Wann, Jr.

     WOW, 50 YEARS ! ! !  CONGRATULATIONS TO JOHNNY AND BECKY...
Hey Pat, good luck on maybe getting your 120 pound puppy.  Hoping Rons health issues are resolved.   Training a pup is as easy as loading the dishwasher....right! ! !
I have my eye out for a "Cooper" junior, half heartedly though. I dont know about training him or her. Training Cooper was a breeze. As long as  I did what he wanted, we were all good!  Man, I sure miss that ol boy.

     You say the prospective new older puppy is a burmese mountain dog?  Beautiful brreed, and pretty laid back. I've mentioned before that Jack is a Catahoula Leopard breed, and we also thought that Dixie Belle was one too, or that's what I told folks.  HOWEVER, and aint there always a however!  I was watching "Dogs 101" on the animal planet and there was a dog on there that was the exact twin of Dixie Belle. Seems she is a "mountain cur" which is a  bird dog methinks. I came in on the tail end of the show, so didnt get most of the particulars. I did see one on screen, and they have tiger stripes and looks and acts just like Dixie Belle.

     Wow, what a beautiful day today turned out to be.  Me and the pups soaked up a gigabucket of vitamin D. Started dismantling the center field sky boxes.  Thats the end that I'm going to enlarge by 24 feet. So center field will be 24 foot shorter than it was, but as I recall, none of us pro ball players hit it out of the infield, which is good in my way of thinking.  The fielders dont have to do much traveling!  that's pretty considerate of me dontchathink?

     I'm going to take the old deck apart and make the pups decks all over the yard.  Dixie likes to sit up high and peer out over her queendom. Nothing too good for the pups. Well if Pat cooks up shrimp and then chops it up for her cat, then my pups can have decks to hang out on. Jack will pretty much eat anything, although lately hee has turned down bacon. EVERYONE LIKES BACON, EVEN A HOG WILL EAT IT.  Methinks it's the pain meds that has him out of wack sometimes.  Dixie likes bacon and sausage, but if it's got maple syrple on it, she acts like it's poison and wont touch it.  Go figure. I on the other hand am not that particular.

     Hey Johnny and Becky, yall gonna celebrate?   I'm celebrating now in your honor. Got my brandy laced coffee, a pup on both sides of me and a kitty in my lap and one waiting in the wings.

Ok, time to deplane boss...keep sun at your six and ride boldly ride...

your frien and "dog whisperer" (pssst dog, get off the couch)...Cephus T Magillicuty, esq

Johnny Sheffield

Thanks for all the anniversary wishes. 

Becky and I went out to Kenney Store for

Dinner and dancing.  Mostly slow dancing

With a little jitte bug. Few weeks ago went

Over to the golden nugget lake charles to

Celebrate and donate toward the purchase 

Of the houston rockets.  Will be setting date

Soon for the spring fling in April and will look

Forward to to seeing everyone 

Johnny

Beau Wann, Jr.

     Congratulations again, Becky and johnny...50 years of wedded bliss...perpetual honeymoon....Nextt time yall go to the Kenny store, give us a shout. Might just join you and keep on celebrating.  Me and the missus dont know how to daince, but we can shake and "wiggle just a little bit,  that's when you got something, yeah,  whole lotta shaken goin on, now lets go one time, SHAKE IT BABY SHAKE IT..." oOPS that was over half century ago.  Looking forward to seeink youse youtes come sprang.  Maybe I'll disarm, and let the little woman drive the team of horses, and drink a few beahs witchall. Of course you might have to find a hand truck to haul me to the truck, cause I fall asleep after 2 beahs.

     Speakin of sleep, woke up with a start this fine morn. Or maybe it was more than a start, like some loud bangin and hollerin and cussin.  Well not "sailor cussin", but a good persons cussin, like my beloved. What's good person cussin you say?   "ding dang hootin goober dirty sacklefratzin mongolian dirt dauber idjified mo ron stir fryed bozomanic...." etc etc.  I jumped out of bed and grabed a blunderbuss and headed towards the sound of anger that was in need of management.  

    The sounds were coming from the laundry room and as I headed round the corner, I was met with a sea of blue!         Blue empty egg cartons, wife sprawled out half on the full laundry basket and the dryer and windowsill. Looks like she had been reaching for something on top of the fridge and managed to pull everything off......"Whaaaaaat tha...." is about all I could manage to say when my ears were again assailed by "good person cussin"...!  "Why do we have to have so many stupid idjified mo ron empty egg cartons?" My wife wailed!  "I know, I know, you're going to get chickens  some day and you want to have the cartons for the eggs  they are going to lay" she continued. 

     I thought it was time to help her  up, but first I had to get the egg cartons out of the way.  "Oh dang, look you smashed one all to bits..."  Oops, I knew that was probably not good timing on that particular statement, and knew it before It escaped from my bucket mouth.  "You want to see smashed?"  she replied.
"Ok Ok, I'll getum out of here,  let me hep you up, and I'll bagem up and remove them. " says I magnanimously.

    Hepped my beloved up, got her a cup a joe and then commenced to shoving the cartons in a bag, or two, or three....took em out to one of the containers and stored em with the restt of the egg cartons I've been saving.  She hasnt seen my stash in the container, yet.

    Really, I am going to get chickens someday when I get some of the big chores out of the way.  I like eggs, and since they  come from chickens, I like chickens!  Just think, when I do get chickens, (one chicken lays one egg a day) maybe 6 chickens, lessee, that will be a half dozen eggs a day, times 7 days a week, equals......almost 4 dozen eggs a week, times 4 weeks in a month, that equals 14 dozen a month times a whole year, equals 168 dozen eggs.

    Now, maybe youse youtes will stop by Cephus the Chicken Wranglers place and take some eggs home with you. Whattayathink?   Good idea?   I think so.  Dont think I could eat 168 dozen eggs in a fortnight or two.  I was thinking of using Rhode Island Reds, seeing as how those are the most prolific at laying eggs. Or, I might throw in a  couple of Indian Runner ducks, they lay lots of eggs, and from what my niece tells me, tastee same as chickent eggs.  Plus, the indian runner ducks dont care about r aising a family so they lay an egg and do some running I suppose. That means that they wont go all broody on you and stop laying.

    That's my plan anyhoo.  Right now I have a more important task than chickens laying eggs, which is, EATING THEM.

    Ok, time to deplane boss...Keep your chickens happy and the hawks away from them...

your frien and frickaseeachicken, Cephus Foghorn Leghorn esq

Beau Wann, Jr.

      "Hello and hallelujia, you had it coming to ya, goody goody for you, goody goody for me"....Not perzactly sure if that is correct, but had that song in my idjit brain for a couple of days. Been listening to "Big Band and swing" channel on Direct Tv.  Worked outside using the tractor etc all day yesterday, and had to stay in bed all day today, I hurt so bad!  I did get up at 6 this morn, at the insistance of Mah Mountain cur Bird Dog Dixie Belle, seems she couldnt open a can of food, or the door to get out, no opposing thumbs and all that rot.  I have opposing thumbs, and fingers and arms and legs etc, and they have been opposing almost everything I try to do.

    After all the "persistent petulant puppy persuasion"  and Kitty Kurmudgery, I managed to take a very hot, very long shower. In fact, I actually dozed  under all that glorious hot water.  Got dressed, checked on all the kritters, made the bed, turned the Tesla blanket up to 10 and then crawled on top of the bed and pulled the comforter over me, along with a kitty.  That's pretty much where I stayed all day. Oh, I managed to take a couple of tylenol before I collapsed. Didnt do any good atall.  Diane finally got home at 2pm from spending a couple of days at her moms,  at which time I officially handed over the reins to the hill.

     She packed me in hot rice socks and I managed to doze till after 5. I say dozed, was interrupted a few times due to Dixie jumping on the bed and whinning. Diane finally shut the door to that side of the house.  I did have to give Diane  a couple of demerits since she didnt think of that when she got home. Had the evening soup, Lentils and rice methinks it was, and a couple of Excedrin Migraine pills, and lo and behold, that seemed to work and the pain eased up.  You know, sometimes one medication will work one time, but not the next  time. Hmmm go figger.

     Tomorrow is Saturday, and I dont work on Saturday and Sunday.  You know, that's a very good policy once youve retired from a productive paying job.  Just work Monday through Friday and take a Sat and Sun off. Seems to work well for me.  Wind was blowing a hunnert miles an hour from the south thursday, and got to 81, and then today a hunnert miles and hour from the north and got to 50.  Everything that was on the deck traveled north on Thursday and today wound up back where it belonged, south!

    81 yesterday ! ! !   I was dressed like it was winter, and it was, cept yesterday.  I actually perspired, and was a tad oderiferous till the deoderiferier washed all that away.  Thank goodness for showers !  Might just go out to the Chappell Hill bakery and BBQ joint for breakfast in the morn.  Diane will be gone half a day, she is visiting the Retired Teachers organization, Beta Eta, Delta Kappa Gama up here in Chappell Hill.  She has been nominated for President of that organization in Houston. She is a shoe-in, because I dont think they've nominated anyone else.  Will I have to bow, genuflec, or curtsy and call her Mz President?

    Well whateva !  Ok, guess I'd betta deplanee. Just thought I'd say howdy to youse youtes. Sure is a long howdy isnt it!  Well youse youtes know me, ask me what time it is and I build a watch for you.  Well, could be woise, I might be oderiferously rejectionary dimensional....Whaaaaat? Just go with the flow...

    Keep the sun at your six and ride boldly ride...

Your frien and fellow fellow, Cephus R Goode, esq 

Tom Gann

I  “Hurt So Bad” was a pretty good song too! Little Anthony and The Imperials

Beau Wann, Jr.

    Hey tom, glad to see ya. Yes that was a very good tune, as were most of Little Anthony and the Imperials songs.   How have you been?   It's very dreary here today on the hill.  Now fog is rolling in, or descending down on top of us.  Looked out the winder light (east texas for window)  and everything was fuzzy. Put my glasses on and sure nuff, it all changed to...clear fuzzy, or as we in the CHIMACS HQ like to say, "foggy". I dont really expect the layman to understand it.  After all, it IS rocket science and brain surgery!