I Have You Beat

Hannah, of all the inane quizzes we have taken I think I have you beat.


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Living In A RV

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Profanity - I Think Not

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I Am A Survivor! or I think so


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Pour Me Another Cup Of Joe

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I expect to see every one of these quizzes on your blog.

Catch Me If You Can

Today mom and I left home after a week of being cooped up, coughing, hacking and yes some squabbling. You can not have two sick, cranky women living together without a cross word or two. What was important was we knew where it was coming from and neither one of us took offense.



It was wonderful to leave home; mom and I were ready for an adventure. We left laughing and being goofy and came back tired, sick, and happy. Tomorrow we are going to do it again because there is nothing like fresh air and good times to spend up the cure. We are not infectious.



We really didn't have a destination in mind, just take a back road and follow it. This back road took us to Pearce Arizona, where we found a cemetery. Surely was cooped up all week and so she was with us and ready for a good run. The only problem was sandburs. Those nasty little prickly burrs that hurt like heck. The first two she got she came to me and I promptly removed them. The third time she came to me, the burr was embedded deep in her paw. After I removed it, she took off like a shot. I was hoping to hang onto her long enough to put her in the car but she was to fast for me.



For an old dog - she can move.



The chase was on. I chased her all over the cemetery and she was hauling....well you know what she was hauling. I sat down to catch my breath and she was lurking a few feet from me. When I saw her little face I had to take her picture.











I know what you are thinking..... "Why?" Here is close up of her face.





She had a sand burr stuck on her lip.



I knew I had to out smart her or we would still be in the cemetery. I found a gated family plot and open the gate and went inside. I left the gate open. Then I hunkered down where I knew she couldn't see me and I waited. I heard whimpering and crying because she could not find me. I waited until her cries for me were right next to the fence, then I started slapping my knee. When she heard the noise she was so overjoyed to find me that she came right in and I jumped up and slam the gate closed. She knew her goose was cooked. I sat there with her, comforting her and gently removed all of her sandburs including the one on her lip. Then I took her back to the car. She drank a bottle of water and curled up and took a nap.

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Click Here For Scenery Pictures Including Texas Canyon



Location:  Pearce Arizona

Rosy Hears "Jestes Dobra Dziewczynka"

Mom and I are slowly recuperating. In fact, as I type this she is sitting up on the couch engrossed in a TV show with Surely Not nestled beside her. I, on the other hand, am still a little puny. She became ill before me and so this is expected.

Two days ago I drug myself out of bed to do laundry. Mom was very sick and to cheer her up I brought home an Oriental meal and a book I found on sale at WalMarts titled “Water For Elephants.” Sometimes good food and a book can bring on a faster cure. I was skeptical about the book but it was on sale – so what the heck.

Mom finished reading it in less than twenty four hours. In fact I could see the light on at 2:00 a.m. and hear the rustling of pages as she absolutely devoured this book. I was reading a historical tome about Indians and it was getting a little dry, I couldn't wait to get my hands on this book.

I am halfway through with it now. If I wasn’t so darn sleepy last night I would have finished it by now. It is truly a marvelous book. It is Jacob Jankowski’s memories of one summer of his life that shaped the rest of his life.

“I am ninety. Or ninety-three. One of the other.

When you’re five you know your age down to the month. Even in your twenties you know how old you are. I am twenty-three, you say, or maybe twenty-seven. But then in your thirties something strange starts to happen. It’s a mere hiccup at first, an instant of hesitation. How old are you? Oh, I’m – you start confidently, but then you stop. You were going to say thirty-three, but you’re not. You’re thirty-five. And then you’re bothered, because you wonder if this is the beginning of the end. It is, of course but it’s decades before you admit it.

You start to forget words: they’re on the tip of your tongue, but instead of eventually dislodging it, they stay there. You go upstairs to fetch something and by the time you get there you can’t remember what it was you were after. You call your child by the names of all your other children and finally the dog before you get to his. Sometimes you forget what day it is. And finally you forget the year.

I am ninety. Or ninety-three. One or the other. ~chapter one~

It is set during the Great Depression and the story is about a young man who leaves his life as a Cornell University veterinary student and hops a train that happens to be the home of the Benzinia Brothers Most Spectacular Show on Earth.

Jacob is eventually hired as the show’s veterinarian. He has a guarded relationship with August who is the head trainer and from what I have read is a very brutal man but also a very charming one. Jacob is also falling in love with August’s wife Marlena.

The characters including the main characters are so easy to like and dislike. The author draws you into the story like a circus barker and soon you are caught up in the story and the lives of the characters.

The most fascinating part of the book, besides the characters, and the plot - is the circus lore and vocabulary. Grifters, roustabouts, workers, cooch tent, rubes, First of May… Fortunately it is all explained so you don’t have to run to your computer and use Google. I learned what the band plays when there is trouble and I learned about Jake Leg, a very sad condition, slang for Jamaican Ginger Extract. This is truly a book to have on your must read list.
Even though I haven’t finished the book, my mother says the ending is outstanding – pure joy. I will not read the ending first, I will finish the book in its proper order, I will and I have. I want to experience the magic.

Age is a terrible thief. Just when you’re getting the hang of life, it knocks your legs out from under you and stoops your back. It makes you ache and muddies you head and silently spreads cancer throughout your spouse. ~Chapter One~

I Am Still Alive

This makes me an ISFP

The Word For Today Is………

Enigma

Definition: An enigma is a puzzle, something mysterious or inexplicable, or a riddle or difficult problem. Source: Wikipedia,



Enigma \E*nig"ma\, n.; pl. Enigmas. [L. aenigma, Gr. ?, fr. ? to speak darkly, fr. ? tale, fable.]

1. A dark, obscure, or inexplicable saying; a riddle; a statement, the hidden meaning of which is to be discovered or guessed.

A custom was among the ancients of proposing an enigma at festivals. --Pope.

2. An action, mode of action, or thing, which cannot be satisfactorily explained; a puzzle; as, his conduct is an enigma.

Source: Webster's Revised Unabridged Dictionary (1913)



I chose this word as a way of defining me. I am an ‘enigma.” I have infiltrated the world of retirees and they don’t know what to do with someone that is 16 years to young to retire. I get the look, the questioning look…. I get the subtle statements “money is tight but you don’t have to worry… do you?” I have seen women making their men leave my presence. She is young, she is alone, and she isn’t old enough to retire. She either has money or she is after it.

Mom and I are alone in a sea of snowbirds that have settled into the park long enough to form enough friendships that there is no need to be friendly. Laundry day was today; I drug my tired, sick self out of the house and did several loads. No one spoke to me at the laundry mat; I was drifting alone in the proverbial sea of snowbirds. Since this was a public laundry mat, a local woman did sit next to me and struck up a conversation. I could tell she felt the same as I and it was great fun to pull my life raft next to hers and listen to her complain about how dirty her husband gets.

I am also feverish and babbling.



All is well.

Location: Arizona, Benson

Urgent Care

After a week of being ill, I persuaded mom to go to the doctors. Being sick myself, I was ready to go and put an end to this. When you call your insurance nurse she will tell you to go to an “Urgent Care” facility.

That is an oxymoron – Urgent Care Facility.

We discovered the following at this Urgent Care Facility:

1.) Don’t use the restroom. There is a bush outside that is better suited for that purpose and it has leaves.

2.) If you are young and childless, an Urgent Care Facility is wonderful birth control. Mom still has her headache and I have an aversion to anyone under three feet tall and wears a diaper.

3.) After 3 hours of waiting there is 12 people ahead of you, after five hours of waiting there is 9 people ahead of you, the odds are not good that you are going to get out of there anytime soon.

4.) The doctor will get upset with you if she finds out that you haven’t drunk anything for 6 hours even though the only water available is a drinking fountain and I am not going to get near that.

5.) There is no such think as a dress code, come as you are in your pajamas and white see through T-shirt. While you are at it bring your blankie, a pillow and stretch out on the floor. Yep it was done. I just regret not bringing my camera.

We are tired, cranky, but fully medicated and on our way to recovery. After a couple of days if we are still puny then we are going to go to Walgreens. They have a clinic there that will take mom’s insurance and if a doctor is needed they will find one that you can see that day. I did not know that Walgreens offered this service until I went there to pick up my prescriptions.

Good Night

Location: Tucson and Benson

Robin

Thanks for the website. It is indeed a Harris Hawk. I will be using this site frequently because I have been able to identify several birds that I have taken pictures of.

Mom and I are getting better. Due to our sore throats we both sound like men but hopefully that will change. We are still not at 100% but hopefully tomorrow we will get out and about.

Location: Benson

Of course retrying means I get the following error message:

Did that last blog post post?

I received the following message:

Duplicate action errorThe action associated with this page has already been performed. You may want to try going back one page in your browser and re-trying.

I am starting to get really mad.

What The Heck

I am trying to read my favorite blogs and leave comments. I have been getting strange error messages or my comments just doesn't appear. The following is what happened on Dirk's blog. I am seriously looking into moving to another blog home.

Duplicate action errorThe action associated with this page has already been performed. You may want to try going back one page in your browser and re-trying.

Of course retrying means I get the following error message:

Duplicate action errorThe action associated with this page has already been performed. You may want to try going back one page in your browser and re-trying.

Things You Don't Want To See In Your InBox

Father and son's mug shots -
Kids, I don't ever want to hear you say "my family is odd."

I received the dreaded call from MotoSat. We spent an hour on the phone changing this and changing that. Nothing worked. It appears that I am not talking to the big satellite in the sky. Now this could be caused by moisture on a plastic doohickey that is located on the arm.

I am sick. I am talking SICK and I explained that there was no way I was going to climb on top of the motorhome to check the plastic doohickey because I am so freaking dizzy. Tomorrow it is up on the rooftop. Another call but it went well.

Mom is also sick. I have never seen her so sick in a long time. I am talking stretched out sideways on the bed, babbling sick. She is not running a fever but she has a bad sinus infection going on. Tomorrow will be doctor time if this doesn’t clear up.

Like most folks her age there is this fear of doctors. It seems when a person reaches a certain age the pharmacy opens their doors and presents that person with the key to the drugs. My father saw several specialists and if it wasn’t for mom taking his prescriptions to his doctor he would have been on 30 different prescriptions. His doctor would go through each one and decided which ones to fill. Most times he got it down to 10 prescriptions, which is a third.

Right now I am fighting falling asleep and fighting the cold. I tell myself if I think I am well I will be. It is a losing battle.

Right now it is about 80 degrees, mom is freezing and I am burning up – so all of the windows are only half opened. You see we do compromise.

I have updated my web page. Made it a little more user friendly and that has helped pass some time. I need something mindless to do when I am feeling like this.

As you know, my niece gave birth on the 16^th. I was curious about the middle name and decided to ask my sister why did she give her the middle name of Rae? My sister and her family did not have a very good relationship with dad. We will just leave it at that. I was surprised when their first grandchild was given the same name as dad. Her name was selected 6 months ago and the baby’s due date was the end of March. I decided to ask and it seems that McKenna was named after our brother, Ray. McKenna was born the 16^th of March; my brother was born on the 17^th. I find that odd. It is probably because I believe that God Recycles. If that is the case this child will have a very punny sense of humor. It will be interesting.

I think I need to stretch out sideways on the bed and do my babbling there.

Later

What Is In That Coffee?

This morning we were suppose to head to Tucson to have the jacks repaired. Mom woke up sick and I woke up tired and we rescheduled.



I grabbed my cup of coffee, stumbled outside for a smoke and as I looked across the field my eyes zeroed in on something in the trees. It was big and in my muddled brain I was thinking "What the heck is that?" It isn't big bird because it isn't yellow. I first thought it was an owl.



Fortunately I was awake enough to grab the camera, with the wrong lens, and take a picture.







I just wish I had a better lens.



Location:  Benson

Update

I received an email from MotoSat from the head technician. We are going to find the what the problem is and fix it. He will be giving me a call on Wednesday.

I am still leary but I am going to give it a try.


The park's internet has been spotty and trying to update my webpage has been difficult. It is done.

We mainly hit the cemeteries but for those that are interested:

High Street Cemetery Benson

Tucson’s Cemeteries

Boot Hill Cemetery Tombstone

Pomerene Cemetery

DataStorm, MotoSat

When we first started on this journey we had a satellite dish installed on the roof of our RV so we will have access to the internet. All of the equipment was kept in a storage compartment. All we had to do was push a button, the satellite would rise up and connection would be assured.

From the beginning it gave us problems. Every time I would push the button it wouldn’t lock onto a signal. Only a handful of times have we been on the internet and every one of those times was spent on the phone with tech support. Then about 6 or 7 months ago I was being instructed to take the motorhome and do a 180. This is a logical request for an unusual situation. When I explained to them I cannot do a 180, I was told “Then I can’t help you.”

To do a 180 I need a large parking lot, I need to turn on my generation to provide electric, and I have to leave the park. It is a major pain in the arse.

When I finally wised that they were delaying me, I started my conversation by insisting that I cannot do a 180 and that was not the issue.

The other day I raised the satellite and then called to tech support. Daniel took my call and after telling him that I didn’t need to do a 18o, and that he was going to have to take the time to solve this problem. So he had me make some changes to the settings and then said “recalibrate the compress, then do a search, and call tech support if this doesn’t work.”

I did that and when it didn’t work, I called tech support. I was asked by the person who answered the call who I was working with. I said “Daniel.” The next thing I know I had Daniel and Daniel was not happy. He had me make a few more changes and said “recalibrate the compass, do a search, and call back after hours and talk to someone who works that shift.” Then he reprimanded me for calling him direct and that I should follow the prompts when I call tech support.

I was floored. I told him I didn’t have his direct line and he hung up on me.

I cancelled my internet service. I am looking into aircards but until then I am dependent on the park internet which is inconsistent or hot spots.

Will post pictures when I can.

It Is Official

My sister, Deanie, became a grandmother at 8:41 this morning. McKenna Rae weighed 6 pounds 4 ounces and is 18 inches long. If McKenna's mom allows it, I will post a picture.





Permission granted.

Greetings

We have arrived safely. It is a back-in spot but with the aid of a fellow RVer directing me I had no trouble getting on my spot. I did have troubles with the jacks, levels. The control panel will not turn on. I called Winnebago and after following his instructions I discovered that we do have the correct fuse. I finally gave up with Winnebago and called a repairman. It is an electrical problem, so the first of the week we will be taking the coach into Tucson for repairs.



I went to a lumber yard and purchased 6 2X8 boards and leveled it the old fashion way. I need to pick up four more just in case. When you use pads or boards to level your RV you need to make sure that all of the tires are resting on it. If not, expect a flat.



Since I am on a roll of telling people what to do, it is also very important to make sure your tires are resting on the ground when you do use your levels. I have seen coaches two feet in the air, resting completely on their jacks and let me tell you that is not a good thing.



I was told by Sunland RV that I would never ever have to maintain the jacks or slideouts. Which I knew was bull. After checking the fuse that is connected to the pump I realized it is going to be a pain in the neck to check the fluid and to fill it. So I will have to go out tomorrow and buy a turkey baster so I can fill it. I went over the maintenance with the jacks with the repairman and it is pretty much the same.



This is a nice park, over 100 sites – so it a busy place. I am going to get my shorts out and maybe my swimming suit (don’t expect pictures). Sit in the whirlpool or take a swim. Everybody here is my age or older so I won’t feel to out of place.



New pictures of Rusty’s RV park in Rodeo New Mexico. Click Here to view.

Location:  Benson

The High Price Of Gasoline

I have received some comments about the high price of gasoline. Mom and I are getting very close to the stopping point. That is why we need to leave Rodeo and move on. As much as we love this park and the country we need to be parked in a city. Somewhere near grocery stores, gas stations, and propane. As far as entertainment is concerned it would be nice to turn on the TV. We were hoping to move on yesterday but our mail didn't arrive so we were delayed by one day.

We are heading to Benson Arizona and will be there for a month. We will either see gas prices drop or (scary thought) rise. There is lots to do in and around Benson and our little car gets great gas mileage. We will be exploring and there will be pictures and stories.

Until then.

Location:  Benson

Pictures

Click Here For Portal Arizona, My Kind Of Town

How Cold Is It

As much as I love the desert, I am getting just a tad bit tired of the drop in temperature at night.



When we came to Rodeo, we knew it was isolated. That is what led us here - isolation, quiet, and peace. It is wonderful to hear the coyotes, see a bobcat, and listen to the ducks quack nervously.



The high price of gasoline was a shocker. They have taken the term “to gouge” to a whole new level. Also propane is not available nearby and so we opted to do without the furnace and rely on a little space heater. At night when the temperature starts to drop, we turn on our little heater. Since we are concerned about fire, we shut the heater off before retiring to bed.



Surely Not is now sleeping with me again because of the temperature. I wake up every morning in fear that she has had an accident. So far, it hasn’t happened. I also a wake to find my poor mother wrapped from big toe to head and she has started sleeping at the foot of the bed to be away from the window. She says she is toasty warm but she is also sleeping in a nightgown, sweatpants, a long sleeve shirt and a sweatshirt. To compliment this attire she has on thick bright red socks. I just wear sweats and a hoodie. Surely Not is the only one benefiting from the cold because she gets to sleep with me.



We will be pulling out of here on Monday. Surprisingly I am a little sad.



We might do a little roaming today. Have lunch at Portals and explore the park. If we do I will be posting pictures.



Later





Location:  Rodeo

Don't Beat Her With Two Dead Chickens

Hannah here is the septic story I was telling you about.



Millie and Ben had a volatile relationship to put it mildly. One time he beat her up with two dead chickens and Millie had enough. The following is an excerpt from the book, “Bordellos from Silver City to Ketchikan” by Max Evans.

This brought a thought to her mind. She drove to Bayard and bought a sack of slack lime. This stuff will eat and dissolve amalgamated steel. She put it in the trunk of her car. Then she went into the back of the bar and had one of her workers take the concrete slab off the septic tank. She got a rake and started trying to correct the rose gardens. (Situated by the septic tank and the ones Ben had destroyed) Millie figured the odds of her plan reaching fruition at fifty-fifty. They were in her favor that day, however. She told Ben to get back in the bar or go home. She was still giving him a chance. He went back in the bar. She was thinking that if he returned, that would be it. She’d barely started back on the roses when Ben returned, telling her what a bitch she was for leaving him in jail over the long weekend, and uttering various other complaints. Millie just took it and kept on working until he moved right up against the opening of the septic tank. Then, in a sudden move, she raised the rake like a spear and drove it right into his middle, knocking him into the thick fluid, saying “Now take a drink of that, you blubbered headed sot.” He came up gasping for his life and she shoved him back under with the rake. He was harder to keep under than she had figured. After about the fourth dunking, she raised the rake to whack him on the head, when she heard a scream. In the intensity of her endeavor, she hadn’t heard Ronnie Smith and the entire band drive up. She stopped the rake in mid-air and put it out Ben’s blindly grasping hands, yelling at the band, “Help, help the poor son of a bitch is trying to drown himself.”

Millie says, “I intended to drown him in that shit, pour the lime over and let the honey wagon suck him up and haul him to the dump.” At the time, though, she held that back, explaining to the band that publicity of her sweet husband trying to commit suicide in a septic tank would be all bad. Besides, he smelled so terrible, she doubted that they’d accept him in such a clean place as a hospital, dying or not.

Millie say, “I want to tell you, that for the next three or four months, when he’d break out in perspiration, he smelled like shit. He was taking five showers a day.

Ben and Millie divorced after he beat her so badly that she almost lost her sight. Millie later found the love of her life.

Hannah, like Sadie Orchard, Millie had a heart of gold, just don’t beat her up with two dead chickens. It was a fun book but I will put it in the book exchange.


Click Here For Douglas Arizona Cemetery

Click Here For Hotel Gadsden Douglas Arizona

Location:  Douglas

Who Am I

Who are You?

Place an X by all the things you've done and remove the X from the ones you have not. Answer the 30 questions at the end and send it on. This is for your entire life!

Gone on a blind date
Ditched the blind date
Skipped school
Watched someone die X
Been to Canada
Been to Mexico X
Been to Florida
Been to Hawaii
Been to Alaska
Been to Europe
Been to Far East
Been to South America Does Central America count?
Been on a plane X
Been on a ship
Been lost X ha ha ha
Been on the opposite side of the country X
Gone to Washington , DC
Swam in the ocean X
Cried yourself to sleep X
Played cops and robbers X
Recently colored with crayons
Sang Karaoke
Paid for a meal with coins only?
Done something you told yourself you wouldn't? X
Made prank phone calls X
Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose? X
Laughed until you cried X
Caught a snowflake on your tongue X
Danced in the rain X
Written a letter to Santa Claus X
Been kissed under the mistletoe X
Watched the sunrise with someone you care about X
Blown bubbles X
Gone ice-skating X
Skinny dipping outdoors
Gone to a drive-in movie X


1. Any nickname? Pepper, Ginger, Cinnamon.... Sounds like hooker names
2. Mother's name Jane
3. Favorite drink? Diet Coke
4. Tattoo?? No
5. Body Piercing's? no
6. How much do you love your job? Since I am mom's caretaker, I love my job.
7. Birthplace? Lebanon Missouri
8. Favorite vacation spot? A tiny village in Belize on the Guatemalan Border
9. Ever been to Africa ??? No
10. Ever eaten cookies for dinner? Yes
11. Ever been on TV?? Yes
12. Ever steal any traffic sign?? Yes
13. Ever been in a car accident?? yes
14. Drive a 2-door or 4-door vehicle??? 4
15. Favorite salad dressing?? Ranch
16. Favorite pie?? Lemon
17. Favorite number?? 7
18. Favorite movie?? Somewhere in Time and A Trip To Bountiful
19. Favorite holiday?? Not a holiday person
20. Favorite dessert? Chocolate pudding
21. Favorite food?? Mexican for now but give me a week and I will have a new one.
22. Favorite day of the week?? Wednesday
23. Favorite brand of body wash?? Whatever is on sale
24. Favorite toothpaste?? Tom's Cinnamon
25. Favorite smell?? Desert air, my grandmother's basement, rain
26. What do you do to relax? Read
28. How do you see yourself in 10 years?? I have no clue, my life is a roadtrip
29. Furthest place you will send this message? World wide (I’m gonna blog it)
30. Who will respond to this the fastest?? No clue.

Today

Mom and I drove 2 hours to find the closest Walgreens. While we were there we picked up odds and ends so we are set for a while. We did stop in Douglas to fill up the gas tank so we don't have to pay the $3.50 a gallon they charge in Rodeo.

Weather warning - the winds are gusting, the temp is dropping, and I am concerned that all heck is going to break loose for those north of us.

IWhat is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset... ~blackfoot~

Location:  Rodeo

Don't Squat With Your Spurs On

• Never approach a bull from the front, a horse from the rear, or a fool from any direction.
• Don't squat with your spurs on.
• Don't judge people by their relatives.
• When you lose, don't lose the lesson.
• Talk slowly, think quickly.
• Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.
• Live a good, honorable life. Then when you get older and think back, you'll enjoy it a second time.
• Don't interfere with something that ain't botherin' you none.
• Timing has a lot to do with the outcome of a rain dance.
• It's better to be a has-been that a never-was.
• The easiest way to eat crow is while it's still warm.The colder it gets, the harder it is to swaller.
• If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop diggin'.
• If it don't seem like it's worth the effort, it probably ain't.
• It don't take a genius to spot a goat in a flock of sheep.
• Sometimes you get and sometimes you get got.
  The biggest troublemaker you'll probably ever have to deal with watches you shave his face in the mirror every morning.
• Never ask a barber if you need a haircut.
  If you get to thinkin' you're a person of some influence, try orderin' somebody else's dog around.
• Don't worry about bitin' off more'n you can chew; your mouth is probably a whole lot bigger'n you think.
• Always drink upstream from the herd.
• Generally, you ain't learnin' nothing when your mouth's a-jawin'.
• Tellin' a man to git lost and makin' himdo it are two entirely different propositions.
• If you're ridin' ahead of the herd, take a look back every now and then to make sure it's still there with ya.
• Good judgment comes from experience, and a lotta that comes from bad judgment.
• When you're throwin' your weight around, be ready to have it thrown around by somebody else.
• Lettin' the cat outta the bag is a whole lot easier than puttin' it back.
• Always take a good look at what you're about to eat. It's not so important to know what it is, but it's sure crucial to know what it was.
• The quickest way to double your money is to fold it over and put it back into your pocket.
• You can't tell how good a man or a watermelon is 'til they get thumped
• Never miss a good chance to shut up.
• If lawyers are disbarred and clergymen are defrocked, shouldn't it follow that cowboys would be deranged?
• There's two theories to arguin' with a woman. Neither one works.
• Never smack a man who's chewin' tobacco.

Silver City

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There is information about Ben Lilly. Remember when you read this he is not completely responsible for wiping out the wildlife, also it was a different era, a different time.