The real Memorial Day
Writing is easy. Making sense when you write is hard.
~My adaption of the time worn saw.
Thursday, May 30, 2019. The real Memorial Day before we bastardized the memorial into a three-day holiday of excess.
I don’t know how many of these coffee posts I have made in the last few years. A coffee post is an indulgence rather than a work. I have grown weary with them, but they do serve to keep my fingers on the keyboard as I attempt to capture you for the 30 to 90 seconds it takes to read one. But I need to do more than capture you when I write. I need to hold your attention and not abuse the investment in time you make with me.
For that, I feel guilty. I do squander my readers times with predictable old man musings. I dash them off with nary a thought given to the value of my readers time. But the truth is my life is uneventful. I rise. I eat. I retire. And sometimes life intrudes with its tragedies.
I try to make sense of life as ponder endlessly on life and death, while old Thanatos breathes heavily upon the left side of my neck. A great man is admired by his accomplishments, even if those accomplishments bring on more misery than they do good. I am sure that a lot of people wheren’t so thrilled with Alexander the Great’s military genius, nor of his legacy. Yet he is rarely portrayed as a tyrant and a villain.
Hevel havalim hakol hevel. Vanity of vanity, it is all vanity.
Enough for the day is sufficient evil.
Yeah. I pretty much conclude the same thing as Solomon and Messiah. Enjoy the work of my hands, and enjoy the wife of my youth. Everything else is vanity, even trying to make sense of life or trying impress my readers.
Good morning!
Rusty's Armory 
May 30, 2019 at 10:30 am
Good Morning friend. *holds out the coffee pot* need a refill on that cuppa? I started painting my front door area last night……….I’ll take less than the 60-90 seconds you offer to tell you about it………ok?
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May 30, 2019 at 10:36 am
Take all the time you need to talk about it, darlin’ … 😉
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May 31, 2019 at 8:21 am
….think I’ll set a spell………………
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May 30, 2019 at 11:17 am
Here’s the thing about your “coffee posts” whether you like them or not – we love them. You have a way of stringing words together so they take a topic from mundane to lyrical. The selfsame things that happen in everyone’s life that we don’t notice because they are “ordinary,” you turn into something worth noticing and appreciating. You may not consider it writing, but don’t sell it short, either, ok?
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May 30, 2019 at 12:07 pm
Well, it is what it is, a chronicle … 🙂
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May 30, 2019 at 11:22 am
Well, they can’t be all that bad.
We’re still here!
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May 30, 2019 at 12:06 pm
LOL! I marvel at the capacity of humans to accept abuse …
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May 30, 2019 at 12:35 pm
Suckers for punishment, that’s us.
Although personally I’m just waiting for those Hollywood stories you tease us about every now and then…
😉
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May 30, 2019 at 12:52 pm
Well, there was that time that grandpa shot Tom Mix, the movie cowboy, in the temple with the wax load in a blank pistol. It cold cocked the actor and ended Pops Hollywood career …
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May 31, 2019 at 10:53 pm
Damn. That is awfully close to what happened to Jon-Erik Hexum.
Was Mix in need of a smack or something?
Is that your dog?
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June 1, 2019 at 9:03 am
No, the old dog on the porch pic was lifted from a free site a few years back.
I think grandpa thought that a blank just went bang without expelling anything from the barrel, and wasn’t told to shoot wide of the mark … It happened around the mid 30’s is my best guess.
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June 1, 2019 at 3:30 pm
Goodness…
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May 30, 2019 at 3:26 pm
Friend, I’ve always enjoyed your posts (with or without coffee). As someone once said to me, write for yourself.
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May 30, 2019 at 3:51 pm
Nah. I write to impress you … I already know what I think … 😉
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May 31, 2019 at 11:02 am
I must be easily impressed (by you) … Happy Friday!
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