Speechless in the Falling Leaves

Greetings people alive on this Earth,

I haven’t commented or written any nonsense on our website in many moons. I’m speechless – which is not really a good thing if you’re writing on a blog or whatever you want to call this… If you were a burglar (and is that word even used today?) and your name is Robin Banks, wouldn’t that be cool? More Ran-Dumb thoughts:

If my little brother would’ve been at the famous “Multitude Gathering” where everyone eventually turned into a state of hunger because this is what happens when you’re alive and human and listening to parables all day in the outdoors, he would’ve went up to Jesus and said

Little Brother: Uh, excuse me – uh – Savior?
Jesus: Yes, my Son
Little Brother: I don’t mean to be a pain in the robe but do you have anything to eat besides bread and seafood?

I’m related in different ways to a number of rather finicky eaters. I am the opposite of that. I’ll eat a bird’s nest if I’m hungry enough – as long as it has mustard and some hot giardiniera on it. Ok, that’s a slight exaggeration — forget the mustard… Hey, I actually spelled Giardiniera correctly and without spell-czech — pretty neat, eh?

I’m still a good speller – I used to be a great speller thanks to my being grade-schooled at St. Judes from 1961 to 1969. This was back in the day when the nuns could still blast you in the skull with a Latin Dictionary if they deemed it necessary. And they deemed it necessary quite often if my memory still swerves me correctly. Yes, they sometimes beat some sense into us rather than beating us senseless. As a result, I can spell better than most, I have decent penmanship, I love commas, and,, and,,, I can still rattle off my times tables from 2 to12 faster than anyone I know with degrees hanging on their walls!

It’s been a great weather weekend – sunny – 70 – wow, won’t see many more of those this year. But the leaves have fallen that’s for sure. We have more leaves on the back porch – than — uh, than — Well, I was going to say “more leaves than Adam and Eve’s first clothing store” but it seemed too esoteric if not – not funny.

“Route 80, she’s a honey of a road.” Teddy Roosevelt, 1912

How ‘bout a little list, ok?

Here’s one I made up called:

TOWNS IN ALABAMA

DOGGBREATH
*BANJO (*State Capital)
JETHROTOWN
HORSEFLY
TRAILERVILLE
WINDSOCK
SOUTH LYNCHMOB
CHIGGERBUMP
SWAMPTHING
GUNRACK
CANEPOLE
TARANFEATHER
BARBRAWL
COTTONMOUTH
REBELYELL
STICKINDAMUD
TICKBITE
CHAINGANG
HACKLEBERRY
BIBLEBELT
DRY COUNTY
TABLEDANCE
CAMP TYPHOID
SPLATT
CHICKENECK
DELIVERANCE
WEST BANJOVILLE
BEESTING
LAKE TERMITE
CHILDBRIDE
ROADKILL
SWINEBELCH

And here is today’s quota of Quotable Quotes:

“I can’t believe my luck — there’s a foul ball coming my way — Wow, I’m gonna catch me a play-off ball!” Bartman 2003

“Hey Robin come here — some idiot just got in Alou’s way and he didn’t catch the foul ball — come on guys, hang in there, you’re only five outs away.” Batman 2003

Get out and enjoy the weather!

The older I get, the better I used to be,

DenBob

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I was born in a little hickory nut farm town called New Lenox. I was raised in captivity until I turned 18 and was freed to settle in whatever territory I chose. The freedom to choose has been a great honor and that's why I choose to play in a band with these three other men - men whose names happen to end in "Bob" such as I...
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One Response to Speechless in the Falling Leaves

  1. steffk1213@gmail.com' SteffK says:

    Glad to see you back, DenBob!!

    From, your loyal blog reader

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