Saddle up and fly off to El Paso

Saddle up and fly off to El Paso

Bubba Sean had a nice entry about the ten commandments for driving. I was thinking about his ten commandments note, rather upset with a comment posted yesterday, and I was heading to Sam’s for a grocery trip. Bumper sticker wisdom is big with me. I noticed that the car in front of me had a quote from the Bible, Galatians 6:7, the last part of the verse as the whole thing doesn’t fit on a bumper sticker. Amazing how it all fit my sentiments, though.

It was one serious rollercoaster ride of emotions anyway I slice it up. While in the new Sam’s, I helped myself, repeatedly, to the samples of trail mix and mushroom [something> chicken, then some cheese spread, then something else wrapped in toasted tortilla. At one point, feeling good because I was still under budget by my running total, I was pushing the big cart around and riding on it, skateboard style. One of the purveyors said it looked like I was having fun, and that included some banter about my childlike behavior.

Stopped off at a friend’s, jumped in her pool, got home, unloaded the truck, took stock of the situations, and I decided a real dip in the Springs would be fine, so I hit the trail. On the way back, I stopped off for some BBQ, ran into a Gemini girl and found out she knows how to handle firearms. Never underestimate Texas women. So by the time I got home, I had that peaceful, easy feeling going. Clients’ calls and then a minor emergency with the comments posted yesterday – as much as it pains me, the most expedient route was to erase \\all\\ the comments. Some fights, I’m just not up to. Call me chicken, suggest I’m a coward, call me names I’ve been called before, but I just didn’t feel like it was worth the battle. Us losers, we turn tail and run pretty quick. I figure I’m smart enough to know when I can’t win.

Which is really too bad, too, as the first comment [now deleted>, despite its tone, I thought the comment was rather clever. Good criticism, well-founded complaints, I’ll take those, and leave them up. I never claimed to be right all the time.

It was a late night on the phone, talking with several folks, mostly clientele, mostly about Mercury and the lunar cycle. So it’s time to hit the road, as it were, for another weekend of work. Hopefully, I’ll find some About the author: Born and raised in a small town in East Texas, Kramer Wetzel spent years honing his craft in a trailer park in South Austin. He hates writing about himself in third person. More at KramerWetzel.com.