Where??

Most of the bloggers that I follow have fallen silent or at least infrequent.  Why?  and Where? ( are ye ).. Opps,,I am one of those.  The fun stuff always seems to get pushed to the back of line.  Last year I told myself (at about this same time), I am going to do some  "Summer Stuff" this year.  I didn't.  I say the same thing this year and I am, but One of those things is to write more. 

You folks have read several of my "tales" , epsecially about the coaches that have had a positve impact on my upbringing.  In reflecting back, I have realized, even before now, that I like "team" activity.  I do better and do more often picking guitars with a group than when I take time and sit alone to play.  It seems that writing is the same way.  Sure, there are tons of books out there I can read.  I have done this but they all have "characters" that I enjoy but they are way short of "character".  In short, I guess I am waiting for your "characters" to stoke up my enthusiasm..  see ? it can't be my fault..:)

So, what do you think?  Hummm?

Accent?? lol

Sorry about the accent... It is not mine.. lol.. I was doing the camera so I spoke very little. The first video was an old friend that started the sequence of being Bushy Beard's long lost relative and the other "map reader" was my brother in law. Although he did most of the talking, my parents always had a hard time determining which one of us was on the phone when we called, so you had a small glmipse I suppose.



This was a very memorable event for the boys as well as us grown ups. I am not sure who had the biggest kick. It was a cold and rainy day so we had a lot of time to sit around and talk and tell stories, but it did snow as we were leaving the camp. The last night as I packed my grandson down in his sleeping bag he said.

"Big Paw, this has been the best day of my life. Did all this really happen or did I just dream it?"

I don't have to explain to you how I felt.

Which Direction? (Bushy Beard part 2 or 3)

The rain stopped and the treasure hunter dashed into the sunlight to get a better view of the long lost map of Bushy Beard. Their keen sense of direction sent the hunters quickly onto the path toward discovery. .
And then....

Bushy Beard is an Ancestor

The rain pelted the tin roof like acorns falling from a giant oak tree.  The weather had turned foul.  Over a century ago a band of pirates led by "Bushy Beard", The Pirate, had been in the process of hiding their treasure when a young boy (Pedro), his dog (Baggywrinkles) and a red headed little girl (Luella Annabella) came upon the bunch and a fracas broke out.  The bandits turned tail and ran before burying their treasure and it was never found.  A map was dropped in the riot and was never discovered... until now.

"The Map" Jump to Seredepitous Surpluses for Video (couldn't get it to upload here)

Click on the POST TITLE to view VIDEO

To be continued..... Just too much excitement..

Bushy Beard Has Been Hard at Work

Bushy Beard The Pirate has been hard at work eventhough he is a little behind.  (Earlier deleted post back story, will repost).  This week end is annual camp out for myself and my old running buddies. (see post about "Dumb Bull").  Bushy Beard buried his treasure along the Angelina River before escaping from Pedro and his little red headed friend who confronted his band of pirates.

My grandson aka "Pedro", at least for this episode will be making his first journey with us.  He will most likely find an ancient treasure map hidden in the cabin and with help from all "us'ins" will find this buried treasure along the river banks.  That is why "Bushy Beard" has got to get busy and complete his part of the program.

How this turns out will be reported as it happens.  I just hope the weather is going to hold out.

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Thanks Fats, I needed That

A fellow(ette) blogger was talking about Mondays and I thought Yep, me too.  Then,, I thought about old Fats,, I like this one... Click and see if you can keep from doing the "Blue Monday Shuffle",,:)

Ms Liza at MIDDLE PASSAGES wrote a post today that reminded me of an "Erased" earlier post of mine

Click on Title to Jump to her site.

This was from the prompt "metamorphosis" at "The One Minute Writer"

I Finally Met A Morfus

‘Dim lights thi -ick smoooke and louuud countreee musiic”. If you know the song you understand the reasoning for the phonically spelled tag line. If not, oh well, continue on anyway. It happened today. Word prompt “Metamorphosis“.. The lights got brighter.

A whole tow sack full of psychiatrists won’t be able to tell you why guitar pickers hang out in the nastiest, soured smelling, roach infested honkey tonks to have a good time. I think it is the stereotypical vision of being the only place other people go to listen or play music. I can tell you it is not. I learned to hate it.

Thursday, three weeks ago, Mr. “Roy” shared his birthday cake with me and several others, celebrating his 90th birthday. It was lunch time at the Senior Citizens Center. Today was our Thursday schedule again.. Some friends and I play guitars at the Senior Citizen Meals on Wheels event on selected Thursdays. The window blinds were open. The fluorescent lights were bright. There was no smoke. Mr. “Roy” and fifty other celebrants hit the dance floor with the first chord of “Kansas City”. Mr. “Roy” likes to raise his knee waist high and shake his foot when he likes the music. Mr. Roy liked the music today. So did I.

Another Shameless REPOST " The Storm"

Posted pre-blog fit.  The Storm  Click onTitle or on link.

http://www.glnroz49.blogspot.com/

Did This Really Happen??

Normally, I don't like to "cut and paste" for a post but a busy Monday and a nifty little email that my father-in-law thought was funny forced me to share this with those who like to make fun of us Texans,,lol

Cowboy Bank Loan


A Cowboy from Sweetwater , Texas walked into a bank in New York City and asked for the loan officer. He told the loan officer that he was going to Paris for an international rodeo for two weeks and needed to borrow $5,000 and that he was not a depositor of the bank.

The bank officer told him that the bank would need some form of security for the loan, so the Cowboy handed over the keys to a new Ferrari. The car was parked on the street in front of the bank. The Cowboy produced the title and everything checked out.

The loan officer agreed to hold the car as collateral for the loan and apologized for having to charge 12% interest.

Later, the bank's president and its officers all enjoyed a good laugh at the Cowboy from Texas for using a $250,000 Ferrari as collateral for a $5,000 loan. An employee of the bank then drove the Ferrari into the bank's private underground garage and parked it.

Two weeks later, the Cowboy returned, repaid the $5,000 and the interest of $23.07.

The loan officer said, "Sir, we are very happy to have had your business, and this transaction has worked out very nicely, but we are a little puzzled. While you were away, we checked you out on Dunn & Brad street and found that you are a highly sophisticated investor and multimillionaire with real estate and financial interests all over the world. Your investments include a large number of wind turbines around Sweetwater , Texas . What puzzles us is why would you bother to borrow $5,000?"

The good 'ole Texas boy replied, "Where else in New York City can I park my car for two weeks for only $23.07 and expect it to be there when I return?"

Don't mess with TEXANS...

"Abby's American Cup"

If by some chance that you don't know that I have three daughters, then welcome to my blog because it is very likely your first visit. :)

It has always given me pleasure for them to acheive and think for themselves.  I also like to bring attention to other youngsters, both male and female, when I feel they are working toward a goal of their own.  I have never been sailing but have been intrigued by sailing since my youth.  Somehow I stumbled onto a sailing site and its connection to a blog about sailing.  It turns out to be the project of a sixteen year old girl with a dream.  She has an enormous dream, only shadowed by the determination to acheive her dream. 

For an uplifting and inspirational trip, jump to here blog and then to her official website to see for yourself.

  http://soloround.blogspot.com/