Howdy friends and neighbors. What a nice weekend we just had! Western Oklahoma can go from the most un-hospitable, miserable, place on the earth to absolute paradise overnight. We had temperatures running around 105° F in the shade with a mister plus a dry south wind that George Foreman wishes he could get engineers to reproduce and put in his next George Foreman Grill. Then, a little cold front blew through and brought a little rain with it, no drought buster, but some measurable rain and this country changed overnight! Last Saturday and Sunday were gorgeous. I’ll take the rest of the summer just like last weekend. Cool and Wet!
I got a good laugh today when I slipped up and listened to the stinking ABC news report on the radio. I know, I was outside the pick-up, my hands were busy and I didn’t have time to turn it off or change the station. Are any radio station managers reading this? Yes, I change the station when the self-righteous news reports come on every stinking hour on the hour. Do me a huge favor and go ahead and sell that spot to a local business to advertise on. That would be doing me way more good than the Debbie Downer news report. Unless they are reporting the latest feel good story about Obama flying across the nation to plant a tree on Earth day or something along those lines. Then I just laugh because the greenest President ever just burned 9000 gallons of jet fuel to plant one tree. The reporters are so stupid they don’t even catch stuff like that.
I know, I’m supposed to get to what made me laugh, but I’m on a tangent and my soap box at the moment. I am proud to say that other than shrapnel news (major bobble head news from the state level and bigger that I accidentally hear or see before I can change the channel) I have not watched or listened to any news in four months. It is a challenge to do so. Those sneaky suckers will attack from every direction and you have to be on your guard to shield them away. And I will go on to say that for the past four months I have been a happier, more positive person! So, flush the anti-depressants down the toilet, throw the TV in the dumpster and go outside and get busy building something, growing something, inventing the next wonder gadget, or just get dirty and sweaty doing what you really like to do other than watching continuous mind numbing news. That is the cure for this nation that is in a media depression!!!!! I have also lost about 12 pounds. Go figure?
Now, back to what made me laugh. I heard via shrapnel news that even NASA can’t get anyone to fix anything. The space station is in desperate need of a plumber. The 3 billion dollar throne is out of service. They have to use plastic sacks just like the EPA is making folks do in Alaska. I just know that one of my roughneck, redneck buddies around here has already purchased a Saturn III rocket off E-bay and has grey taped a port-a-pot to the side of it and is standing there with a match in one hand and a ticket book in the other. Just as soon as he can find one of them NASA dudes to sign the rental agreement, Blast Off! By the way, the Saturn rocket has been upgraded with an after market 650-inch exhaust with chrome tip, lift kit and 32-inch super swamper mud grips. Oh yeah, he welded a 2” ball on the back bumper and hooked up a trash trailer for a few extra bucks.
I’m Monte Tucker, and that is what’s under my news free hat!
