Taken with no shame from Old NFO over at https://oldnfo.org/ Good advice he comes across…

Hillbilly Wisdom.

Your fences need to be horse-high, pig-tight and bull-strong.

Keep skunks, bankers, and politicians at a distance.

Life is simpler when you plow around the stump.

A bumble bee is considerably faster than a John Deere tractor.

Words that soak into your ears are whispered, not yelled.

The best sermons are lived, not preached.

If you don’t take the time to do it right, you’ll find the time to do it twice.

Don’t corner something that is meaner than you.

Don’t pick a fight with an old man. If he is too old to fight, he’ll just kill you.

It don’t take a very big person to carry a grudge.

You cannot unsay a cruel word.

Every path has a few puddles.

When you wallow with pigs, expect to get dirty.

Don’t be banging your shin on a stool that’s not in the way.

Borrowing trouble from the future doesn’t deplete the supply.

Most of the stuff people worry about ain’t never gonna happen anyway.

Don’t judge folks by their relatives.

Silence is sometimes the best answer.

Don‘t interfere with somethin’ that ain’t botherin’ you none.

Timing has a lot to do with the outcome of a rain dance.

If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop diggin’.

Sometimes you get, and sometimes you get got.

The biggest troublemaker you’ll ever have to deal with watches you from the mirror every mornin’.

Always drink upstream from the herd.

Good judgment comes from experience, and most of that comes from bad judgment.

Lettin’ the cat outta the bag is a whole lot easier than puttin’ it back in.

If you get to thinkin’ you’re a person of some influence, try orderin’ somebody else’s dog around.

Live a good, honorable life. Then when you get older and think back, you’ll enjoy it a second time.

Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest to God.

Most times, it just gets down to common sense.

If it ain’t raining it is pouring. The ACL (Anterior Cruciate Ligament) in my right knee decided this morning it wanted to give up it’s ghost and dump me on my ass this morning…

While I was prepping my trailer on July 29th heading down to Phil’s place I experienced a small pop in my right knee and while painful did not interfere with my task. I drove down to Phil’s place and once there had more discomfort and less strength and dexterity. The pain and discomfort seemed to decrease so when it was time to move in I had some problems but got the job done with my brother’s help. Since then it has gotten worse, making it difficult to walk and sit for a length of time until this morning while standing from my recliner to get a refill of coffee it decided to tear all the way through and dump me on my ass on the floor… Dragged myself to my telephone to call my brother for assistance. Now don’t tell me I should have called a waaahbulance, I have a mortal fear and paranoia about the back of ambulances and will not willingly get into one. First and second heart attacks I had in swamp Alabama I drove myself 35 miles to the hospital. So spent the day at ER, then an Orthopedic clinic getting xrayed, MRI’d, poke, prodded and a diagnoses of a completely torn ACL… fuck the donkey I rode in on. I am home, knee wrapped bigger then my head and good drugs….