Kermit

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Just what I always wanted! A genuine watch with a faceplate that says, “Best spot on earth” and the arrow points to Kermit, TX! This is some exciting stuff! I think I’ll put it on and never take it off! (Thanks, honey. How did you ever know it’s just what I wanted?)

Kermit, Texas is down in that little corner, like, close to El Paso, or Midland-Odessa, but not too close. The little southeast corner of New Mexico. That’s where Kermit is. I can just imagine a blank stare from folks not familiar with the local geography, so, I’d point out that it’s not far from Wink, TX. You do know where that is?

Fractured Monday
Just a lot of nothing, so it seemed.

Added this:
To the bottom of the main page. Don’t know how long it will last there. Didn’t add too much weight, though, so that’s a good thing.

Part of the fracture?
Fired for blogging?

Not like I can fire myself, although, some days, that’s not a bad idea.

Unrelated vinyl notes:
Velvet Underground original?

Noon notes:
Mid-day hike with the Red Headed Capricorn, and she had much to say. She was patient, though, it’s suprising what a little bit of good pumpkin bread will buy in terms of peace. I did take time to note that it looks like the local bass have spawned, seemed to be some fry in the water.

Not that it matters, either, but I did catch me a mess of fish before the radio program.
But not the girlfriend. However, I’ve got an old gold earring, and I’m putting that on the girlfriend.

First bass, second bass, then a Virgo neighbor watched me get two little sunfish, then a last baby bass. Not exactly trophy fish, but for a Monday afternoon?

I got to reuse the audio message for this week, in part, as the intro to the radio spot. Too bad it’s going out to some place far, far away.

I forget what I was looking for – happens a lot with web “research” – but I did stumble onto this page. Don’t think I’ll win anything with my Monday fish. March 25? St. Dysmas Day – patron saint of thieves.

And that leads a single conclusion about theft. I still like my hunting analogy better – I just never wrapped it all up so neat and clean.

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.

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