An I Don't Know About You column by Cal Teeple

Chapter 5: In Which I Speak Of Younger Days

Chapter 4: In Which I Play The Long Game

An "I Don't Know About You" Column by Cal Teeple

An "I Don't Know About You..." column by Cal Teeple

A new "I Don't Know About You" by Cal Teeple

The diesel car craze never took off. But the oil companies discovered a captive customer already on the roads. The trucking companies paid the rising prices.

Recently I sat through yet another television show about reparations.

An 'I Don't Know About You' column

I’ve never opened the book (or site, page, whatever) on the places listed above. But I refuse to let that deter me from expounding on ‘em! I merely ruminate until I get into my “government functionary” mindset. This allows me to assume the mantle of expert in virtually any field.

ub-Prime Mortgage Mess” Doesn’t Affect You, Right?

 Wrong! Sounds boring, far-away, vaguely involving someone elses home or money. Someone elses life, not yours. Bet that’s what you think when you hear the phrase “sub-prime mortgage”. If you take time to think about it at all? You just might want to think about it. It’s gonna affect you, in more ways than you know. Certainly more ways than the big banks (or government) are going to say out loud (in public). Everything is going to cost you more! Especially if you use credit (borrow) to buy.

The blue daytime sky contains ample opportunity for stargazing. This may sound crazy, but the Universe is before you every day.

For Such a Time
 as This

There was a time in history that God took a poor Jewish orphan girl and made her the queen of the most powerful empire on earth, the gentile nation of Media-Persia. Her name was Esther, and because of her physical beauty and the beauty of her heart, she was chosen by King Xerxes to be his wife. No one in the palace knew that she was Jewish.

Happy New Year

It’s a Marshmallow World here in Bethany!  The beauty of winter  welcomed us New Year’s Day with a covering of white.  It was quite like the frosting on the cake…

Killin’ Cats..., and Old Ladies

I’ll bet you and I’ve both owned a few pets over the years? I never really “owned” the animals who lived in my house. When they were “in” my house is the key here. If they’d lived out in the yard or barn, I might have owned them? But in the house they simply lived there, like me. I had to do most of the work (and all the buyin’) but I’m not complaining.