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Wanted: Trustworthy Mechanic

We’re in the process of downsizing, and one of the items we decided to shrink was my Rangerpickup. So, I put the word out to my car guy (SIL Sean) and BAM! The big Dodge is gone and a little Ford Ranger is in the driveway. The dude don’t mess around! The Ford is a 2011, and get this… it only has 15, 600 miles on it. I ain’t lyin!

This morning, I took it to have the oil changed and get the tires rotated and balanced. The tires are the factory originals that came on the truck when it was new, and I looked them over good when I… Read the rest of this entry »

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Beside Myself

About four summers ago, I was driving through the small east Texas burg of Trinity in my old pickup when I suddenly found myself beside myself—in an odd sort of way. A carload of teenage boys had slid to a halt in the lane to my left, and it didn’t take me but a second to realize I was to be their entertainment til the light changed. Read the rest of this entry »

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Studies Show

romperI’m writing a piece for my blog entitled, “Studies Show”, and I’d like to include a study of my own in the article. Please answer the poll question below with either A, B, C, or D. DO NOT include a comment with your answer and do not add a comment other than your answer. If a comment is included other than A,B,C, or D, the comment will be deleted and counted as D.

Question: Which of the following would likely result in a physical fight?

  1. A white male in his early fifties walks into a bar full of liberals and shouts, “Obama was the worst president EVER!”
  2. A white male in his early fifties walks into a bar full of conservatives and shouts, “Trump is the worst president EVER!”
  3. A white male in his early fifties wearing a romper and his hair done in a man-bun walks into a bar full of bikers and doesn’t say a word.
  4. None of the above

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If You Say So…

 “In Accordance With Fact or Reality,” is the dictionary’s definition of “true.” And so I’ve come to the conclusion the word “true” is no longer a reality because, the fact is… truth has become a personal and individual thing. A choice. Read the rest of this entry »

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What’s Next?

In one of my earliest blog posts, Weird, Isn’t It?, I asked the question, “Where’s everybody going?” We’re always in a hurry to get to one place, so we can do whatever there, then rush to the next place and the next thing. Well, we started young. Read the rest of this entry »

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It Was Bound To Happen!

This is a true story. It happened in the summer of 1998 when Sherry and I lived in Pflugerville. It was a dawning of the ages, I suspect. I hope it brings a smile to your face; it does mine, every time I read it.

The Grouchy Old Man

 Was not long ago this happenin’ happent

On a Saturday as I best recall

Out the window I saw some kids in a tree

And thought, what if they should fall Read the rest of this entry »

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Obsessing… Still

Obsessing Still

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My first new car. I still dream about it sometimes; finding it in an old barn, maybe.

In my youth I was obsessed

The automobile and its awesome power

Owned me

Its only rival the music that

Moved me

Or were they partners in the game 

Both have ceased to call to me

 

And yet… I find myself obsessing still

But now… with being still

Absorbing silence

Breathing deep of the rose

Rendered odorless by man’s fumbling desire

To make things “better”

 

In the void, seeking; sometimes finding

Blessed inner peace

Wanting nothing more

Hoping for nothing less

Obsessing on its promised caress

All else… scattering in the road

Behind me

 

Now and then, glancing up to the mirror

Watching… as the silent movie plays

Parts and pieces bouncing and tumbling

Into the muddy ditch of the past

Once filled with the raging waters

Of my life

 

Copyright © 2012 C. Mashburn

 

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