BALLARD STREET by Jerry Van Amerongen

"DAMN THE BAD LUCK"

THIS WEEKS FORECAST FOR SAN ANTONIO TEXAS

"AND TO THE REPUBLIC FOR WHICH IT STANDS"

"Democracies have been found incompatible with personal security or the rights of property, and have in general been as short in their lives as they have been violent in their death." James Madison

HOW MUCH IS THAT DOGGIE IN THE WINDOW!

I JUST HAD TO POST THIS ONE!

ANYONE UP FOR SOME CHINESE FOOD?

FALLING DOWN STAIRS

OK, it finally happened! I've been living in a two story house for the past five months with out any problems to speak of. Navigating any set of stares has never been an issue for me. In fact I have traversed many a set of stairs with out difficulty or incident. You know holding a glass of ice tea in one hand, and a plate of spaghetti in the other. Never bothering to look down and watch my every step to insure my arrival would be event less. "Not today!" I was coming down the stairs to take my dog Mick out for a quick pit stop when my cell phone rang! So doing my very best Mikhail Baryshnikov spin move I retraced my steps. Before I could get to the cell it stopped, and the home phone began ringing in the kitchen. Now only being a couple of steps from the top, I again spun around one hundred and eighty degrees with a determined mind to catch that call. Now I really don't know what came over me today. It's not like I was waiting for the President to call. I have never been one that had to stop the world and answer the phone. You know with answering machines in abundance these days I've never worried. Well that's when the action started. My bare foot apparently slipped off the third from the top riser, and I landed on my back looking up at Mick, who thinking dad must be playing a new game, jumped on my chest for the ride down. My feet were in the air and my head was bouncing on each riser giving me the jerking sensation of the cameraman who filmed Saving Private Ryan when Tom Hanks and his band of soldiers were running up the beaches of Normandy. Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, silence! Laying there with a black Pomeranian smiling down at me, all I could think of was "What the hell has just happened!" "Did I just.." "No way!" "Not me!" "Damn, I just bought it!" Laying there on the stairs I began to assess my situation. "Head, check!" "Neck, check!" "Back, check!" "Arms, legs, check!" So finally dragging my carcass off the carpet I went to the kitchen and checked my message. It was a call from an Insurance company telling me that "My auto warranty was about to expire, and that they had a special deal for me." All I have to say is "I'm lucky not to be in traction some where, and I'll be damned if I'm buying any extended warranty insurance this week!" by bluesbrown LMAO now...

FOURTH OF JULY

Fire trucks, old cars, people on floats,

Clowns, motorcycles, Shriner's in boats.

Mom, Dad, Jack and Jill,

Hot dogs, hamburgers, barbecue grill.

Homemade ice cream, peaches and cream,

Cane poles, little boys down by the stream.

Bunting and flags flap in the breeze,

Old uncle Buster with his famous sneeze.

Lipstick, short pants, halter top,

Baseball, swimming, soda pop.

Lawn chairs, coolers, cigarette smoke,

Lucy and Roger sneaking a toke.

Popcorn, peanuts, cracker jack,

Johnny and Steven fighting with Mack.

Pickups, dirt roads, riding with Tom,

Sparklers, black cats, cherry bomb.

In bed, lights out, oh what a day,

"Thank you God for freedom"

Is what I pray.

by bluesbrown

THE CIVILIZING OF MAN

From the stoning of the Christian in Caesar's day of reign, to the cremation of the Jew when Hitler had his fame.

The slaving of the African those days not so old, and the supremacy of the Caucasian it made him feel so bold.

The atom bombing of Hiroshima, an era ushered in a new, defeat an entire country with just one or two.

Husane and his Republican guard still fit too be tied, oh and don't forget Bosnia with there genocide.

Man has become to civilized and killing is an art, just drop a bomb and fly away you'll never know his heart.

But if you had to face the man your eliminating today, you might find out he's thirteen years old and very hard at play.

Yes history does repeat it self and it's calling you and I, what decision will we make before it's our time to die.

by bluesbrown

BEER, BEER, BEER, CAT, BEER, BEER...