I have a short story on Kindle for Free today and I think Sunday. King of Podunk
check it out on Kindle
Just finished and placed my third book on Amazon. I think I am ready to go back to work full time. I have a feeling boredom is just around the corner.
Get a chance check them out. These are approximate prices. With Amazon, you save several different ways and it depends a little on where you live.
Read a few chapters at Amazon. If you are interested and want an autographed copy, send me an email with your address. All three will be $30.00 any two will be $25.00 and Bubba Jones or Killing in the Delta will be $15.0 each. Back Porch Dramas are $13.50 each.
This includes shipping anywhere in the good old USA. firstname.lastname@example.orgTell me what you would like the autograph page to say. If you live in the area drop me, a line and I will get one to you.
Just got back from,Hot Springs, Arkansaw. I have lived within six hours of there most of my life and have never visited. It is one of those strange places that yesterday and today live quietly side by side. In the early 1900’s this was Disney World for some at the most famous gangsters that ever lived. The strange thing was they left their life of crime at the city limits.
They came to Hot Springs to gamble a little go to the tracks and most important of all they went for the hot spring baths.
No, I didn’t go to any bath houses. I did have the next best thing though. A hot tub outside my bedroom door. This wasn’t a real vacation. My sister owns three houses on the Lake there and we went to a family reunion. This may have been one of the first trips I have ever taken that I didn’t feel as if I needed a day of rest when I got back to get over my days of rest
A great thing about going to a family reunion with your own house is when you get tired you can go home. lol
An up date on A killing in the Delta. If you read it and saw some grammar errors they are being corrected. This was my first time to work with Kindle and it took a little getting used to. Should look much better by Tuesday or Wednesday. Also adjusted the price downward. I want people to be able to read it and be be comfortable buying a book from an unknown.
I think it is time we call Christmas, Memas. Lets face the truth. When Old Blue Eyes said I want it my way he was ahead of his time.
Today we both want and demand it our way. When growing up, I made a list of what you wanted for Christmas.
Mama smiled, We’ll see what Santa thinks.” When you walked out the room she threw the list in the trash and got you what she could afford.
When you looked under the tree you forgot about what you ask for and was over joyed with what you received. Today people ask for money or cards where they can get what they want. They call ahead and let you know what they expect for Christmas dinner.
Can you imagine telling your grandmother what you would and wouldn’t eat.
Now take it to the next step. In our city the mayor decided to call the Christmas parade a mid-winter parade. One atheist said he refused to watch anything that had Christ in it.
I wrote the mayor and said I did liked the name and that I actually paid taxes. He somehow found out that I was a W.A.S.P. and didn’t take my request seriously. In case you don’t know what a wasp is. White Anglo-Saxon Protestant.
Then there are governors that say I like the name winter tree better so the rest of you can suck a lemon.
The president the congress and the senate all say me, me, me. Screw all of you tax payers. Don’t bother to tell me one side or the other is right. They are wrong and can’t any of them speak a whole sentence without using me or I.
You can’t get rid of your family but I just can’t understand why we keep reelecting these idiots.
If I don’t write again, have a Merry Christmas. Yes I said it and I mean it. If you don’t like it, don’t except it.
One last thing, are any of you allowing your children to set in the Mid Winter Man’s lap. Even sounds freaky doesn’t it.
I am not much on sharing my personal life on the blog. Today I feel in the Christmas spirit so I will.
I am sorry about getting into an argument about putting up the Holiday lights. I guess that sometimes I feel like you are pushing me too hard when you want something. I realize that I was wrong and I am apologizing for being such a hard-headed guy. All I want is for you to be happy and be able to enjoy the holiday season. Nothing brightens the holidayspirit like holiday lights! I took the time to hang the lights for you today; and now I will be off to the hockey rink.
Again, I am very sorry for the way I acted yesterday. I’ll be home later.
I love you too!
As crazy as the world is today we may not be around come Thanksgiving. I will go ahead and post this one just a little early and not take the chance.
Suppose the gobbler said to his hen?
Go out and chop the old man’s head off.
You know the one with the flowing beard.
The fat one that is strutting around so weird.
I want you to cook him golden tan.
Make sure there is lots of juice in the pan.
Silly me, you know how I like my man.
Suppose the hen said to the gobbler?
Dear, I invited Bambi for dinner.
Oh great Honey, Thanksgiving wouldn’t be the same without her.
What if Bambi had a gun?
Would all the hunters run?
What if the turkey had an axe?
Would you possibly wax?
Times sure have changed. My wife and I took my grandson out to a fairly nice restaurant the other night. It was a hibachi grill. Everyone sat around and talked and watched the chief.
Not really, that is how it would have happened a few years ago. This time my wife and I talked while everyone else at the table played on their phone. I mean everyone.
I don’t even know why the poor chief went to the trouble of doing all the tricks with the knives and spatchlers. Besides Pam and myself, no one else looked up.
When the food was placed on the plates most had to finish their texting before they could even eat.
I suppose I am getting old but whatever happen to talking to the person you are with?
I have a question. When I was in my teens, we went parking. This meant finding a secluded place and fog up some windows. What do they do now? Text someone else and talk about romance.
I agree with Einstein. You will see his comment in the last photo.