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.
I’m always amazed that people can see who is in the other car. I can’t see anything through the windows of vehicles. Not too long ago, a cousin posted on Facebook about a car wreck he was almost in, and that the person in the car that pulled out in front of him was an old lady.
That reminded me of all the times I’m riding in someone’s car and they’ll say “That girl is driving over the center line.” as they veer to the shoulder of the road to avoid a head-on collision. Or “That guy just pulled out in front of me.” Or “I hate how old people drive.” Or “Oh, look! See the dog in the passenger seat?” Or “Ew, that old man just winked at me!” which a girlfriend said once when we were driving down the road. And a number of other things.
Often when someone says something of the sort while in a car, I’m thinking, “You can see them?” I guess it’s strange to me, the powerful vision that most people seem to have. Maybe I don’t quite understand how well people who are not visually impaired can actually see.
From my office window, I have a view of the lake and the land on the other side of the lake. I can see a few buildings on the far side of the lake. I think they’re ordinary houses, but I’m not positive because there is a golf course on the other side of the lake. I don’t know if these buildings are part of the golf course or not.
I’d say that the distance from my office window to the other side of the lake is about three or four hundred yards, maybe five hundred. Just my guess. If there were not a bunch of trees on the other side of the lake, I might be able to see the golf course.
I can see the buildings because they are white, or light colored. If they were not light colored, I would not be able to see them.
What I wonder is, would a person who is not visually impaired be able to see whether the buildings on the other side of the lake are ordinary houses or not and if someone was out mowing their lawn? If there weren’t trees between those structures and the golf course, would a person who is not visually impaired be able to watch a golf tournament from my office window three, four or five hundred yards away?