Every time I hear about how professional athletes are paid millions of dollars while school teachers are paid next to nothing, I’m thinking, “We better tell the heads of professional sports that they need to pay teachers more.”
The same for military and first responders.
The Lions didn’t win, but it was a good Thanksgiving. Aunt Barb, Brenda and Ronnie were there. I feel like a beached whale right now, so I’m going to spend the rest of the evening in the recliner, watching the Wizard of Oz. It’s on TBS.
The history of Thanksgiving isn’t really what they taught us in school, but I like what Thanksgiving is supposed to be. It’s pretty much just a harvest feast, which people have around the world. Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday, it makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside, and football thrown in the mix is a bonus.
Even so, I wish the schools hadn’t lied to us about the history of Thanksgiving.
I notice a lot of people thrashing their exes. I hear about how their exes are assholes, whores, jerks, sluts and so on. The list of things they call their exes is endless. I don’t know how much of it is true.
I had a wonderful woman once. I lost her because I was stupid. There were so many things that I did wrong during our relationship because I didn’t know any better. To this day I regret that I hadn’t been smarter
I don’t want to hear that bullshit about how there’s other fish in the sea, nor do I want any advice about what I should do or how I should feel. I had come to realize that people who preach that shit don’t know what they’re talking about.
I don’t think I had a beer in over a month. I really needed that.
Thank goodness for Shipt.com.
The holidays are on my mind today. Been Christmas shopping online, or trying to. Christmas shopping is tough. I did find a couple things on Shipt.com that I’d like to get my great nephew. I’m also looking at stuff on Amazon and Walmart.
Here’s a nice article in the County Press. I met Dan when we were in high school and I remember when he started moving toward a career in law enforcement.
I scouted out another spot the other day. Next time I’m out, I’ll set up behind this heap next to the haunted tree stand. I won’t use that tree stand, it’s been there for thirty years. This position will have me at the top of the hill, looking down into the woods. Maybe something will come along to drink from the creek.
My only concern is, if I shoot a deer on the other side of the creek, I’m not sure how I’ll get it. But I’ll figure something out.
Might have to knock down a few trees.
I’ll still use my tripod tower sometimes, I just want a second spot.
