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Monday, December 23, 2013

The Caveman at the Liquor Store.

Caveman at the Liquor store




Hi folks, to-day the caveman was at the local liquor store and was minding his own business as usual. Now, for those of you that know me, know that any time I venture to the outdoors into the general populace is not, I don’t have a usual time.



I have a adventure where I met a like-minded person, usually a female that is on my wave-length.(mice and men have the same wave length, now how a female gets in this equation, well, I don’t know.) Another story.



I am, cashing out with my purchase of different wines and home brewed in small batches ale and I turn to hear this women chatting about a hockey team, (Maple Leafs) and how dish-pissed she is with their performance.(caveman are drinking wine this year?).



Anyway, what are the chances that you bumped into a fellow hockey person that can talk with more gusto than the (don) Cherries on TV.?., in my humble opinion not to many esp. a female.(she is really good looking as well).



And as a side note she has some J.D.,(Jack Daniels, old #7), in her cart, well you all know where I am going to go, if-fin’s she invites me that is. I, almost quit talking about the team and wanted to know more about her, but, I held back, no use making a fool of yourself, besides her partner was the size of two-bubba’s and looked just as stern, but friendly.(maybe).



Well, he had something that came as a prize with his purchase,(1.5 litre of Crown Royal) so this man has some panache in any case). What a big guy, he makes a twin door side-by-side fridge look f-fin small, if in, you know what I mean.



Anyway, this Lady and I we just chat away about hockey and our relics,(relatives), just like we know’ ed each other all our life’s, it was getting Her going, because She started to close the personal space, from comfortable, to, ”are you-all busy to-night”.?., yep, I am sure I glad I had my personal-under-arm-deter-inset on, because we was that close.



Another side note, when you all go to the alcohol store be sure you are half-in-the-tank, when you go there,. you goanna need all the help you can get. Did, I tell you all that to-day I finished bottling a 6 week kit of wine, Shiraz-merlot, with hidden hints of fruit-us-merit-z-black-berries and small hints of oak,??.?. AND, I was test driving a few litres of it.(caveman are drinking wine this year).



Go, Leafs, we all hug and wish each other a Merry Christmas and the sales clerk is looking outta place and wishes us a good day, eh.!!.(young-kin, who is goanna save them)?. I love the liquor store, Merry Christmas you all and for those of you that are politically correct, Baa-humbug.!!

Friday, December 20, 2013

Bolero de Ravel - Flashmob per la Banda Simfònica d'Algemesí

Ode to Joy - Flash Mob Started by One Little Girl

Time has vanished in the Mist

Time, vanished in the Mist




Its three years since Mom has passed,

That time has gone, vanished in the mist.

Three years, I can’t believe it

The pain has soften, but tinges occur.



Our lives have slowly move on

Things change and the kids grow

And begin to disrespect and saucy in their talk

Still, it hurts to hear it and think of simpler times.



When these little boys were infants in diapers

And depended on us for their care and comfort

And we willingly did it and gave up sleep

So, they could have some peace in their lives.



As they grew so did our parents in the differing way

They began to show signs of the golden age

As it began to slow things down for them

Slowly and steady as it goes and they complied.



Soon our worries began to focus more on them

As the they needed more care for ailments

Doctors appointments and more tests

To find out what’s going on.



The news was a shock of course

She has cancer

Its not a good thing to hear

Her time is very short



They said they could do some tests

To determine the extent

And plan the next move

Still not much time.



When it was all said and done

Tidy up your affairs

You have only,…………..

This amount of time.



It was not a pleasant occasion as we learned

To deal with the realities of her life

Mom, was the one that was giving us hints

On how to treat her in the time left.



She was brave and peaceful

And didn’t complain

Just give me my meds please

I feel some pain.





Its, been three years since Mom has passed,

That time has vanished in the mist.



Bruce Nuckowski

2013











The Thrill of Living

To watch the sun set in the west

Without regretting;

To hail its advent in the east-

The night forgetting

To touch the cup with eager lips

And taste, not drain it;

To woo and tempt and court a bliss

And not attain it;

To fondle and caress a joy, yet

Hold it lightly;

Lest it become necessity and cling

Too tightly;

To smother care in happiness and

Grief in laughter;

To hold the present close – not

Questioning hereafter;

To have enough to share – to

know the joy of giving;

to thrill with all the sweets of

life – is living.