Anyone else would have been without the Internet for a few minutes yesterday morning, but I ain’t anyone else. I’m mister “I can barely turn the dumb thing on.” So after a few worthless tries at getting everything to work I went to work. Then after work I started to figure things out, I got on line, but had no network for the laptop so I spent a little time trying to figure that out. Once I got frustrated (read mad) I decided to just check email and deal with the network thing later. While pounding out a note to my mom in my patented slow motion style, I received a call from the Chick. Could I come in and put together an order so large that it would take me three hours to put it together, and deliver it within two hours to a business that was ten minutes away? I quickly hit send on the note to mom, and hit the door running. Well maybe not actually running, cause running hurts, and if these people needed food at 5:30 they should have ordered it before 3:30 which in my book made them unworthy of me suffering pain so let’s say I walked out briskly. All that to say, the reason I didn’t post yesterday is because I was having Internet trouble. It’s amazing to me that we can put a man on the moon, yet my neighborhood’s electricity can be wiped out by a dog marking his territory, that is how delicate our power grid is on my street.

OK, so here are a couple of thoughts for today. First, my friend Trey Morgan, a preacher from Childress, Texas posted a blog of “Man Laws” yesterday. Now Trey has quite a following, so much so that if you comment on his blog link that he provides on FaceBook you will spend the next three weeks wading through the notices that someone in Tasmania has commented on Trey Morgan’s post that you commented on so long ago that you already forgot that you ever even commented on it. So, I didn’t comment on his post because I can mention it here, and if I get a comment it will most likely be from mom because she loves me and doesn’t want me to feel unappreciated so she feels obligated to comment on my post. I’m sure glad I got mom or sometimes I would think that when I hit post on my blog page the blog really just goes to my personal page, and then is lost to the world.

Back to Trey’s “Man Law” thingy. One of his “Man Laws” was that men should never talk to one another while in the men’s room. He says, and I agree, that a simple nod of acknowledgement is sufficient. If the men involved have something to say to one another they can take it outside, and spare the rest of us the creepy crawlies that set in when men get friendly in the restroom. Now that you know how I feel about the matter, imagine how taken aback I was a few years ago when during a layover in Houston on the way to Honduras, I walked into the loo and heard a three way conversation taking place between men seated in three stalls spread out across the wall. It was revolting, and I have no idea what the conversation was, all I be knowing is that these weirdo’s were talking to each other between private walls in a men’s room! Had it ended there maybe I could have gone about my business and enjoyed the next seven days of the trip, but it didn’t end there. I soon came to realize that the conversation was being held by members of my traveling party! Suffice it to say that I lost a lot of sleep that week. I can sleep through the roosters crowing all night, the dogs barking all night, the donkeys braying all night, and men sounding like saw mills all night, but I can’t sleep in a room with men who have carried on a conversation while taking care of business in a men’s room. 

Now that I’ve gotten that off my chest let’s move on to the next thought for today….I will now move on to the other thing I wanted to mention….Let’s see…that other thing…Well, I’m sorry. I got so upset while talking about the first thing, I guess I forgot the second thing. Hum…Oh well.

Till next time.

Grump

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