Fri Jul 4 Bang-pop-zing:
From this date and through Friday July 11, there will not be a Weekly Radio
Buzz. The staff, Editors, and management will be on vacation. We will all be on an extended cruise from Long Beach California to Santa Catalina. A grueling four-day ocean trip slogging over white-capped churning sea swells. Enough pitch and yawl to make any salty sailor wished he had stayed home with mom on dry land.
Wish us well and safe sailing. Our
goal is to return home alive. Bon Voyage CA
Thur Jul 3:
I can certainly see why good people refuse to run for public office. There are spinners and weavers always taking what a good person might had said and refabricate it in to
an unrecognizable smelly oily cloth. Absolutely turn good words in to something
other than what was actually said. It would be like a perfectly good white table
napkin swallowed by an Angus bull and then pulled out the other end. Not so nice
and a little soiled and smelly.
If the spinners can’t convolute the truth, then the spinner will try
to convince others that the person of interest can’t be trusted. Hmm. What does that mean? What is there not
to trust? Who determines who can or cannot be trusted? To say one can’t be trusted is like saying only one person, usually the spinner, will determine who
can be trusted. As if the rest of us can’t make that judgment for ourselves. If I trust someone, don’t tell me he can’t be trusted when in fact I trust
him. Just trust me. I know what
I am talking about. CA
Wed Jul 2:
Well, we’re going to take our 12-year old grandson on a short road trip. He’s taking a little guy friend to keep him occupied. Our grandson thinks we, his grandparents, are sometimes not so fun to talk with. So, we allowed him to bring a friend. Maybe his friend likes
to say nothing as much as our grandson does.
The usual entertainment mode of travel for our grandkids has been ear buds
on most of the way. MP3 players just sizzling.
You can hear them over the car and road noise. And when they tire of MP3,
out comes the DVD player. After they watched several movies, then, out come the
cells with text-messages. Followed up with a quick stop at Stop-N-Go for a healthy
supply of double-A batteries.
All the while, nothing outside the car won’t be noticed. There could be miles and miles of dinosaurs and volcanoes, one after the other, and their heads would be
bobbing towards their cells and Game Boys without a glance upwards.
What we really need here is, lots of Burma Shave signs and a Mystery Moon Cavern. Lots of roadside poetry and Come-on. CA
Tues Jul 1:
A Frisbee, a basketball, a softball, and a wooden baseball bat lie loose in
the back of my wife’s Forrester. They roll, bounce, bounce off each other,
they ping pong off the side of the cargo hold and generally clang, thump, and thud.
These sporting items toss about as we drive about town. She refuses to
take them out or put them in a duffle bag or something confining.
To me it’s annoying and nerve twanging.
My wife doesn’t seem to hear the scattering of sporting goods in the back as she twists and brakes her way to
work and back.
I can only suppose she is waiting for a spontaneous Frisbee game to erupt in
the middle of the street on her way to the mall. Maybe a soft ball game will
start while sitting at a stoplight. Who knows?
If were lucky, a sports crazed whacko will come and break in her car and steal all of her prized sporting goods. Please? CA
Mon Jun 30:
My brother in law just turned fifty.
We had a big bash for him; yesterday with BBQ sandwiches and all the fixings.
He has also lost about 50-pounds. Probably now he’s about 200-pounds
on a six-one frame, thick black hair graying at the temples, a nicely trimmed black mustache, and in very good shape.
Now, the question is, why do I not look that good? What happened to me? I’m only 14-years older, thinning
all gray hair, stooping shoulders, noticeable belly protruding out a five-eleven frame, and a seemingly bad attitude. So, what happened?
Well, anyway, my brother in law has bad breath for sure. CA
