I'd be ok if I never-ever again saw.......

One thing about being a grandparent....... you can have fun..... my one and two year old grandbabies are seemingly interested in me... and they'll walk up and say "beemare-ahh-djuso-abgu-apaalo"... and, knowing what's been said ABSOLUTELY makes sense to them, I reply "Yeah? Tuesday?... Cool"... or similar.

I enjoy/love my DIL. We will strap the kiddos in the car for a quick run to the Piggly Wiggly, and as we reach the front door and I drop her off, I turn to g-kids (Remember: they don't have any idea what I'm saying) I tell them matter-of-factly "Mommy's leaving, and she's never coming back"... Shock value was pretty darn good the first time I winged it.. DIL laughed... Not so much now.

Of course I'm joshing, and DIL knows that.. much as she knows when the oldest has a terrible two fit, lays on the floor at WallyWorld screaming because she doesn't understand money, and me having to take the .50 cent sucker from her hand, hand it to the cashier so she can scan it, THEN she'll get it back. In the next three fitful minutes, every answer is "NO!".. So... I play.. "Can I have a kiss?" "NO!"... You want to hop back up in the cart? (I always flip the cart around so it's going in the direction she can see) "NO!!!!"..... "You want a hundred dollars?" "NO!!!!!!!!".. (Don't worry Conservatives, one day she too will be on FB, and you can help educate her on the importance of personal finance.)

Ok, sorry... all a preface to the intent: "Never-ever see again".......

My list:

Death. Traffic Tailgaters. Rain/snow whilst driving. A political FB post. Cancer. An ill child. A shooting/stabbing, on any street, in any town. Molestation. Rape. Assault.

Sushi. A Vinson Mortgage commercial. Video of me saying "til death do us part" a third time. Bill Self. That 'bird'. Mayonnaise. Another Hearing Aid or Burial Plot advertisement in my mailbox. (How do they know?)..

The DMV. One cashier at the Dollar Tree. A lady (or man) with 63 items in the Express ("20 items or less") lane at Wally World.

A shelter animal. A crotch rocket on I-435 doing 95 mph. A customer service person who doesn't get it. A vendor with an attitude. My reflection, mostly sideways, in the mirror.

A homeless person (then, they would all have homes).. Tsunami, earthquake, tornado, flood, avalanche, wild fire...

Sad crying. Suicide. The effects thereafter. Divorce, without 'grabbing the other by the collars' to make sure they know the severity/importance of what you are saying, trying twice as hard to 'stay in it' as it took to get in it.

Deer in the headlights. Pile of laundry. Cable/Gas/Electric bills. Smart phone that decides after a year it's stupid. IT 'upgrades/enhancements' which hide the most essential tools/needs, but now mandating one to click nine times for what usedta take four clicks.

Bias. Prejudice. Harassment. Bullying. Depression. Feelings of inferiority. The announcement of how much a pro baseball/football/basketball player just signed for. Knowing the cost of a ticket to go see the aforementioned.

Flies, wasps, cicadas, mosquitos, bees, ants, roaches, spiders, snakes, raccoons, rats..

The pressure of management... the open window, wind chimes of the lady in our 'building'(@ work) that drives 12 of the 13 of us batso.

World hunger. Terrorism. Atrocity. Starvation. Misspelling of the words you're/your, sense/since, quiet/quite, separate/seperate, truly/truely, weird/wierd, lose/loose, they're/their/there, definitely/definately.

Pop ups. Auto-correct. User ID's, logins. Users. People in need who get a bad rap due to users. People who blog on AND on, when it's probably time to stop.

Love, Victurd.

Nothin' from nothin' leaves nothin'

Wikipedia notes:

Nothing is a pronoun associated with nothingness.[1] In nontechnical uses, nothing denotes things lacking importance, interest, value, relevance, or significance.[1] Nothingness is the state of being nothing,[2] the state of nonexistence of anything, or the property of having nothing.

"What areya doin'?"......"Nuthin.... you?"........ Room full of young, rambunctious youths, LOUD noises, giggling, you sprint from the next room "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"....... Their batted eyed reply "Nothing." Uh huh, sure.

Checking account, nothing, been there. Dating life, nothing, am there. Softball game, nothing for four, been there. "He don't know nothing" said at break by a good friend. "Where'd you go to school," I ask, "Grandview?" (As I knew she had).. She's nothing but nice though.

No pot to piss in, nothing.

The Devil is greater than nothing. Nothing is greater than God. Therefore, the Devil is greater than God. HEY! Wait a minute, that ain't right!

Nothing. ( ), [ ], { }. Nada. Zero. Comes before One so you don't even say it. Empty. "All gone." Absent. Void. Vacuum. Seinfeld's show, known as "A show about nothing."

Don't go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first.
Mark Twain

The truth is you don't know what is going to happen tomorrow. Life is a crazy ride, and nothing is guaranteed
Eminem.

There are two ways to live: you can live as if nothing is a miracle; you can live as if everything is a miracle.
Albert Einstein

Nothing bugs me more than ___________. Cheer by high school snotnoses at basketball game "YOU AIN'T..(clap clap) NUTHIN." The truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. If you have integrity, nothing else matters. If you don't have integrity, nothing else matters. There is nothing to fear but fear itself.

I've mentioned before, I write to me, for me, hitchhikers welcome.

This evening, Peyton Manning returns to Indianapolis where he had a long, storied, successful stay. Peyton will probably go down in history as the best quarterback EVER. The list above him is nothing. Four MVP trophies, a Super Bowl, a scazillion passing yards, TD's, clutch victories, comebacks. Jim Irsay, owner of the Colts blabbed this week (paraphrasing) "I'm disappointed we only won one Super Bowl with Peyton" and then reeled off a list of teams with multiple Super Bowl wins in the time Peyton was there.

The purpose of this whole damn blog is Peyton's reply.

Nothing.

Denver's coach John Fox, after hearing Irsay said "I saw the comments. And to be honest with you, I thought it was a bit of a cheap shot," Fox said during an interview on SiriusXM NFL Radio. "To me, in my opinion, they were disappointing and inappropriate. Peyton would never say anything. He's too classy to do that."

I, of course, will always come with a reply if it's in regard to the KU/MU rivalry - but Peyton's actions (er, actually no action) teaches.

We've all had 'hurtful' winged in our direction. Please bless me/you, into the future, to respond using Peyton's example. Catch that Victor? Sometimes the best response is NOTHING.

Our Kansas City Chiefs are 6-0, as are Peyton Manning's Broncos. I should root for Indy tonight, but I ain't. I hope Peyton goes in and kicks butt. Nothing would please me more.

That's it. Much ado about nothing. Love, Victurd.

Autumnal...

I love October. Orange. Jacket mornings. Sneaking in another round of golf before Mother Nature's other ideas in the coming months..

Floats, parades, marching bands, football players on a fire truck, Homecoming Queens crowned. Kids in tuxes, gals in long dresses, the cost of a limo split (or dad's best car).. dining at places that one dines at only once a year.. Maybe even first kisses.

Breast Cancer awareness month. Pink wristbands, shoes, undershirts... memories, memorials of those gone - research/funding, SURVIVORS, and hope 'the bastard' is one day in our rear view mirror.

Bill Cosby says October is his favorite month because the flies get slow. Victor, you've told that one before. Bite me, I'm in the autumnal stage of my life.

Candy, candy, and more candy. Costumes: Goblins, ghosts, supermen, Beetlejuice, Duck Dynasty, Batman, Dora, Strawberry Shortcake, Grumpy cat, Gatsby, Walking Dead, Miley Cyrus - please just say no, Twerk or Treat? Tired parents/grandparents - little ones running like sixty, two hours past their bedtime. Pillow cases filled for good eating for darn near til December. Yum. Halloween. That day of freedom when mom/dad FINALLY let you go alone. Memories of going to the richest homes as a kid - "Can you believe it? A FULL SIZED SNICKERS!"

The crack of the bat, banners, full stadiums, mega media attention, tense moments, manager's decisions, great plays, big hits, heads down, high fives up - The Word Series.

Football, tailgating, the Chiefs, high hopes early in the season, a ticket - hopefully in an area in the sun. Folks in their 30's, 40's, 50's, 60's, 70's, etc - hoopin', hollerin', a three hour chance to relive, behave once again - as a child.

October deserves 31 days. That certain period where you get to go to the thermostat, click the air off - windows open to allow 'outside - in' as if to say "HA! Take that KCP&L/MGE!"..

Colors. Colors abound. Changing shades of brown, orange, burnt orange, reds, fading reds - wonder.

"DEER!!!! LOOKOUT!" Bambi/fenders and bumpers vulnerable, the rut is on.

Test the furnace, check the antifreeze, get the heavy coats outta the mothballs (do people still do that?), batten down the hatches, birdies test your wings, we all prepare for an end to daylight savings - for dull, brrrrr, treacherous driving, barren trees, leaves aplenty on the ground, COLD, windy days are ahead.

"I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers" (L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables).

Me too LM, me too. Love, Victurd

(PS to spellcheck: get with the program/new millennium, you underlined twerk, you twerp.)

Goodness and Light.......

Hurt. Hurting? Could be anyone. You. Me. Him. Her. Them. Never know. Some verbalize it, some keep it within. Some "you know", many times - not.
(Unfortunately, know some folks struggling at present. Too many. BEEN THERE. God Bless Google, hopefully some suggestions below to lighten the sting.)

Said the night wind to the little lamb
Do you see what I see
Way up in the sky little lamb
Do you see what I see
A star, a star
Dancing in the night
With a tail as big as a kite
With a tail as big as a kite

A few small goals, and slowly build from there. A short walk around the block. A phone call to a loved one.
One day at a time, reward self for an accomplishment. Small steps - add up. Energy is drained, but effort put into recovery yields much more in return.

Said the little lamb to the shepherd boy
Do you hear what I hear
Ringing through the sky shepherd boy
Do you hear what I hear
A song, a song
High above the tree
With a voice as big as the sea
With a voice as big as the sea

Trusted friends, family. It's cool to ask for help. Be around others, in spite of the want retreat into shell. Allow yourself to be less than perfect. "Rub up agin" (hang out with) positive people. Take care of your self.
8 hrs sleep. Expose, enjoy the sun. Gotta pet? Hug it. Get out. Go, do. Music, art, write, the ballpark, the mountains, a lake, a stream, the ocean.

Said the shepherd boy to the mighty king
Do you know what I know
In your palace wall mighty king
Do you know what I know
A child, a child
Shivers in the cold
Let us bring him silver and gold
Let us bring him silver and gold

Move baby move. Take the stairs insteada the elevator. Park your car in the farthest spot. On the phone? Walk and talk. A ten minute walk can improve a mood for two hours.

Said the king to the people everywhere
Listen to what I say
Pray for peace people everywhere
Listen to what I say
The child, the child
Sleeping in the night
He will bring us goodness and light
He will bring us goodness and light

Find, allow, humor back in. Eat, ie, don't skip meals. Boost your vitamin B level (citrus fruit, leafy greens, beans, chicken, eggs.).. Foods that help moods: Bananas, brown rice, spinach.

The child, the child
Sleeping in the night
He will bring us goodness and light

Yes, He (if this is one's ilk) can help too. Know: you, I, - loved, so let's love back. Love, Victurd.

Leaning....

Sometimes in our lives
We all have pain, we all have sorrow
But if we are wise
We know that there's always tomorrow

Lean on me when you're not strong
And I'll be your friend, I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long
'Til I'm gonna need somebody to lean on

I love friends, friendship.. Nature's way of giving a touch, receiving a touch - being touched.

The smile, the tease ("If I didn't like you, I wouldn't tease you").. The "I know what you're thinking" thought..

Please, swallow your pride
If I have things you need to borrow
For no one can fill those of your needs
That you won't let show

You just call on me, brother, when you need a hand
We all need somebody to lean on
I just might have a problem that you'll understand
We all need somebody to lean on

Varying degrees of friends... BFF, 'distant' friends, from afar, nearby, frequent, infrequent, knowing EVERYTHING about each, not knowing so much about each - but being friends means it doesn't matter the time, the distance - yesterday ALWAYS becomes today.

Lean on me when you're not strong
And I'll be your friend, I'll help you carry on
For it won't be long
'Til I'm gonna need somebody to lean on

You just call on me, brother, when you need a hand
We all need somebody to lean on
I just might have a problem that you'll understand
We all need somebody to lean on

Friends means inviting, being invited. Conspiring on pranks. Agreeing to disagree. Friends means appreciating being asked "how ya doin?" - always reciprocating - and the words genuine concern fall in place there somewhere too.

If there is a load
You have to bear that you can't carry
I'm right up the road, I'll share your load
If you just call me

Friends have a way of knowing when you're in need, but fear to ask. And vice versa. A phone call. An IM. An email. A personal visit. A feel good given, received, paid forward.

Call me (If you need a friend)
Call me (Call me uh-huh)
Call me (When you need a friend)
Call me (If you ever need a friend)
Call me (Call me)
Call me (Call me)
Call me (Call me)
Call me (Call me)
Call me (If you need a friend)
Call me (Call me)
Call me (Call me)
Call me (Call me)
Call me (Call me)
Call me

(Gracias to the Boyles for including/inviting me last night into their home to celebrate the visit of Mr. Webb from Sunny Cal. 2013 once again became 1970. Old bodies, youthful brains. Friends/friendship means 'fun had by all.' [Bortko, please explain, or demonstrate to VV what 'twerking' is.)

Friends are quilts. Many make the whole. Two leaning make each upright. Love is all you need. We all need someone to lean on.

Sappy? Probably. But sincere. (Victor, you CAN'T start a sentence with "but".) Watch me, friend. Love, Victurd.

Look, whaddayatalk.....

Look, whaddayatalk, whaddayatalk, whattayalk, whattayatalk...
He's a music man........ He's a what?
He's a music man and he sells clarinets to the kids in town with the big trombones and that rat-a-tat-tat.

Victor, long time no blog. You ok?

Look, whaddayatalk, whaddayatalk, whattayalk, whattayatalk... (about)...
He's a cornfused man.. He's a WHAT?
He's a cornfused man who sometimes comes and sits here and the fingers/brain get paralyzed lust like that-a-tat-tat.

Look, whaddayatalk, whaddayatalk, whattayalk, whattayatalk... (about)...

Work? Not no's, but hells no's...... we're very slow and we all abhor it.
Royals? Eh, a good year, not sure we really got the Yost, er... most out of 'em..
Government?....... Victor, pun maybe intended, shut that idea down.
Sex? VICTOR!

Sorry... kinda..

I know......... I'll Google 'how to be clever'......

Hmm... let's see: "8 tips on how to be clever"

"Read up on the latest events, and local happenings."

Hmmm... Liberty beats Rockhurst for the first time in 15 years... ok, that ain't bad.. any more good news?

On CNN's "Crossfire" Friday night, the always-outspoken Jesse Ventura declared himself "a member of no parties" as he called for the abolishment of political parties. Asked if he would run for president in 2016, Ventura quickly said, "Maybe." I kinda likes this.

Shooting on 31st street. Accident on such-n-such a highway kills two... next idea... please..

"Study more"............. next idea............. please,

"Correct your posture." It takes good posture to be clever? SHIT! I'm doomed!

"Talk to people who are knowledgeable and ask extra questions." The 4th of 8 tips, I ain't finding any cleverness.. creativity here. What's the 5th?

"Remember things well." I'm 60 for behoogity sakes. Next.

"Participate in something new every now and then. Challenge yourself by doing things that are difficult and require you to think differently." If you hadn't written that second sentence.. I was on my way to liking that one. You don't tell a 60 year old to think differently. I've spent 60 Gosh Darn years learning whointhehell I am, what I like, don't like...beliefs formed. "Think differently"... Patooey! What's the 7th?

"Sound confident in your comments and answers." Have you ever been around me? 8 times outta 10 people will say "Huh?" (I have a 'too soft' voice).. I have trouble looking eye to eye, and I fidgit, yes, I fidgit. Rubbing thumb, forefinger. Sliding foot back and forth. I'll never be clever. What's the last one?

"Pay attention to your natural gestures." What? See the above. Am I supposed to carry a mirror around to learn how to be clever? I give up.

I am destined to be mundane, El Boro... life in the back row of the class photo. The only excitement here is every other day.. that's when I put on clean undies. You see, I flip 'em. Our secret. jk. (You can tell whomever you want.)

I retreat to behind the scenes. Await for better blog ideas to pop in my brain. In the meantime I'll try to stay up on current events, talk to smart people, study, improve my posture, think differently, sound confident, and stand infronta mirror to watch my natural gestures.

Nerd. Ner'do well. Hermit. It's me, my lever (clever, no c... see?)...

Victor.. you ok?

Look, whaddayatalk, whaddayatalk, whattayalk, whattayatalk..

He's a cornfused man. Love, Victurd.