Finally! The talk is done. The plannin’ an’ regulatin’, the studyin’, an the (endless) talkin’ is done! Well..., maybe the talkin’ isn’t completely “done”, it never is! But at this point that talkin’s been relegated to mere bitc*&%! Which remains forever a part of the process doesn’t it?

 Here I go again, getting into something I never meant to get involved with (so soon). Sorta like my jumping into the health care debate recently?

 I’m guessing maybe ya might even find the same effect with other motorcycles? Say a Victory, BMW, Buell or some other brand? I can’t say I’ve got direct experience with those? But I’ve owned lotsa motorcycles in the past and have known (still know) a lot of folks who ride.

 Maybe I’m just old fashioned? Maybe I’m just getting old? (I admit to 44). But I’ve lived long enough to realize I’ve seen too much! Spent way too much time listenin’, observin’ (cogitatin’) on too many things. Especially things people do that I find, for lack of a better word..., aggravating!

Part of Hose #1 Centennial, this Saturday

One of the highlights of the Hose Company #1 centennial celebration this weekend will be a rare opportunity to see the 1874 Silsby steam fire engine in operation.

Although it’s early in the season? The number of sick people around seems to be expanding. Normally I only find ‘em three stools down come winter time.

 Ok, I can be a little slow on the uptake sometimes. But I guess I’ll never quit wonderin’ how “the government” can keep doin’ things to help “the people”..., while screwing it up time after time.

 Ok, I’ve held my piece on this for a long time. Figurin’ once I speak out on It..., I’ve spoken out on the new president (and his policies). Promised myself I’d give him a year before (I started) passing judgment.

 As far as I can tell no one has killed Osama Bin Laden. No one has captured him. And I’m bettin’ he hasn’t quit either. I’m pretty sure ‘bout all this, since I kinda keep up with (what passes for) the news these days.

A few weeks back I (brazenly) broached the subject of our county seats “backside”. I’d gently prodded that backside, just to see if it really was as out of shape as it appeared. The more I strolled around, peering about, even touching some of it (yuck) the worse it became (some areas even smell!).

 Ok, I got so much feedback, e-mails, comments on the Independents web site, phone calls (And three stools down!) I wasn’t sure whether to continue these discussions? And if I did, should it be about the “Wall” (between church and state) or that “Backside” (of our little county seat)?

 There’s a “Wall” (only) because of the atheists, liberal judges (and legislators) and the ACLU (plus a few other idiots and publicity seekin’ rabble-rousers).

 Might be best to clean up your backside first! One should always keep in mind, before you start trying to attract everyones attention..., it behooves ya to take a critical look at your “overall” appearance. After all, shinin’ up your shoes, pressin’ those pants, tuckin’ yer shirt in just right, won’t mean much if your backside is uhh, let’s just say, “not presentable”?

Subject’s sorta serious, I’m not sure if there’s room for any?
 Once upon a time, not so long ago, America was the preeminent country in the world. We led that world in cultural pursuits, scientific breakthroughs, and military might. We had style in nearly every endeavor. From clothes to cars, from medicines to music..., You name it! We did it bigger, better, faster, smarter than anyone else (ever).

The big holidays always bring on the same old wondrous feelings! For the Fourth? Nostalgia comes to the forefront, calling forth feelings of kinship, friendship, love of country, and brotherhood. Run “Old Glory” up high and bring on the fireworks!