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Hello my fellow Politiores Troglodytes. This Blog is a collection of Posts, Poems, & Short Stories that I write on a daily basis. If you find it entertaining, informative, and controversial, then I have done my job properly. Thank goodness too, because Karma has been on my case of late. I'm supposed to bring fifty people into the fold or I'll have to give back the part of Einstein's brain I inherited. No, I'm not one of the Scientists who got a piece of his brain when he died. Karma said, "Eat this knowledge. It'll make you smarter!" The bargain I made with Karma was, if I could change fifty people into Politiores Populos, I would be rewarded with my very own Lamborghini. So, that's my story and I'm sticking to it! Like what you're reading, then read on. P.S. Populo is Latin for people. Politiores is Latin for educated. Troglodytes is English for troglodytes. And Einstein's brain was stolen by Thomas Stoltz Harvey after his death in 1955 and eventually divvied up into 240 pieces. If you just read that last sentence, then you have just learned something and I'm just that much closer to fulfilling my commitment to Karma!

Friday, October 27, 2017

Remembering AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

 I miss moments like these with my
Grandson.
From
June 25th, 2015.
My
Post

AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

 ****
I was supposed to be on a little vacation this week up at
Big Bear, California.
That is why I said I'll be out of the office for a while on my previous
Post.
I was going to visit my friend
Bob
and his wife
Tamera.
They have a cabin up there.
Well,
of course,
problems arose.
First,
a 20,000-acre brush wildfire started heading towards the town of Big Bear.
Second,
my friend hurt his ankle,
where he had to go to the
Doctor
and have it checked out.
While there,
he asked the attending
Nurse,
who works for one of the
Air Quality Index Companies
on the side,
if it was a good idea for an asthmatic to come up to
Big Bear
right now.
She emphatically said no.
I'm the asthmatic.
So,
instead of enjoying the normally good clean mountain air,
or sipping on cold glasses of
Gin & Tonics,
and just overall relaxing from the grind of keeping my
Blog
updated,
I'm at home on the couch playing pin-ball on my
Xbox One.
I have four different tables I can choose from on my pinball game.
My goal is to reach 100,000,000 points
or more on each table.
I've already reached 100,000,000 points on two out of four games so far.
Now I'm working on my third.
I was at 93,000,000 points on
"The Walking Dead"
game
and confidently heading towards my goal,
when my
Grandson
decided he was bored.
Not only did he stand in front of me,
blocking my view of the big screen TV,
but he also had one of those rubber darts where,
if you lick it,
it will stick to a window
or other smooth surfaces.
Well,
he licked it.
Then he threw it
and it stuck on my forehead.
You never heard such laughter.
Thinking I would still be able to save my game if he would just get out of the way in time,
my hands never left the controller.
So there I was,
with a plastic dart stuck to my head,
when he moved.
Screaming,
I witnessed my last ball go past my flailing flippers into the center hole.
End of game.
AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This is,
It Is Always An Adventure With My Grandson,
Jim Hauenstein,

And,

“That's when I gave up pinball.”
- Haruki Murakami, -

That is my story and I am sticking to it!

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