I’m going to miss this little sweetheart.

My most sincere condolences my friend.

Guido is a “she”, she was 17 1/2 years old.

I ran off this morning and forgot my work keys.

There is a Fob on them for swiping the Time Clock for punching in and out on top of all the keys so I had to Email my Boss clear down in Eugene and have him clock me in and out for today.

Even better, the key for the little electric Golf Cart is on them. The one I use every day to run around that joint in. At 300,000 square feet for the warehouse plus all the parking lots around the joint, it’s easily a quarter mile to go around the place and since I’m all fucked up walking wise, that shit ain’t happening.

There aren’t any spare keys laying around for the damn thing either so I wound up having to take the dash board loose and Hotwire the little fucker.

This wasn’t my first rodeo obviously…

Even though where I grew up in Coos Bay Oregon there were lots of families that came from the Appalachians and very nearby areas.

I certainly have them in my family tree.

These are Appalachian teens clogging at the Asheville Mountain Music Festival (1965)

We were taught how to Square Dance instead in Middle school.

Also got taught Hunter Safety and actually shot .22 rifles in a large classroom with a back stop the same year.

It’s funny but I still understand quite a bit of the dialect, the words and the phrases they use in Southern Appalachia because my Grandma and lots of her friends mixed them in when they talked while I was growing up.

Except for my Mother’s Brother, I am the only one left from that side of the family who still knows any of that stuff because my Mom and Her Mom have both been gone over forty five years now. Grandpa moved back to Tennessee right after they died.

Even my younger brother wasn’t around them enough to learn any of it.

None of the Grandchildren ever even met them.

It’s kind of wierd when you think about it.

A 100% born and raised West Coast boy who could walk into a store in Appalachia and feel right at home.

I ain’t spending a fucking dime today.

As a matter of fact, I think I will go out in the garage and Piddle Fart all day.

I hope the meat was moist, the gravy savory and the stuffing perfect.

We had a houseful of folks from the Wifely Unit’s side and she made a great meal.

Unfortunately, for the last 3 days, I have laid in bed at night trying to sleep until I could see the light coming up through the window. By the time I would get to sleep and then wake up, I had about 45 minutes to get up and get out the door to go to work.

All that caught up to me today so I have been laying in my recliner dozing on and off all day.

Even with a house full of people yakking and laughing.

My back’s been killing me for no good reason too so I popped one of Daddy;s Little Helpers, put the headphones on and dozed listening to music.

Sleeping in fits and starts, I’m still tired but I did manage to get up and eat dinner and then after another nap, get up and have a piece of Pumplin Cjheese Cake with real Whipped Cream so I feel a little better.

I have no idea what the deal is with not sleeping, could be a lot of things but hopefully I will get back to normal by Monday.

Anyways, I hope everyone else had a good day and thanks for stopping by.

Nowadays they just shoot ya for some of the crap I pulled and I am not kidding in the least.

Pretty much describes me. Except for that foam cut out shit.

Takes up too much room in the drawers.

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Well, I have finally busted my cherry over at Vulgar Curmudgeon https://bustednuckles.blogspot.com/. I had a post over there that didn’t conform to their community standards and was deemed “Hate Speech” My next act of course is to try to be thrown into Blogger Jail. It is our sister site and most of what gets posted on here gets posted over there to keep it an active account and a back up to this site

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I sure as hell didn’t.