My shoe spoon has grown a wart
Which cuts it’s usage short
My boot doesn’t slide
‘Cause my sock’s hung inside
Makes me want to just sit here and snort!

Even with an extra jerk
My shoe spoon simply will not work
My boot gets a good start
But that soon falls apart
When it bumps into this unusual quirk

Settling for two naked feet
Sounds adequately incomplete
When I go outside
The turf feeds on my hide
A favor I don’t care to repeat

My options seem varied and few
I really don’t know what else to do
I might have to handle
Wearing my sandals
Which cause my toes to turn blue!

We live in an area that was developed by villiagers in ages past. There are approximately 15 families living within three lineal miles, with us living in the middle. Every Friday eveninig I would crank up our haying equipment and drop about two acres of alfalfa. Of course that routine was much too often to use the patch for feed, it looked more like a lawn so I used it for seed. I planted four bags of sand, with the tied end tucked underneath, in exactly the same location every week. Ta Da! An instant ball diamond. Every Saturday afternoon neighborhood kids would start arriving. They'd walk over, ride their bikes over or coax Mom or Dad to drop them off. Teams would form according to arrival sequence and if you lived in the neighborhood, no matter what size or age you were. you were invited to knock the stuffing out of the softball and personally kick the tires on each and every sandbag on your scenic trip around the alfalfa patch. We'd serve light refreshments after each vigorous workout then, we'd close the season with parents vs kids day. These parents were smart because the kids would always win. Then we'd all enjoy a niegborhood chat blended into a sparkling wiener roast!
Yes, there were many seeds sown.
1 - Teamwork is more important than the final score.
2 - Age can be a mixed kettle of fish and still provide a ton of enjoyment.
It was my home court so, I was the umpire, The King of Alfalfa! The one seed I planted that I remember most vividly is that, "one has to accept the fact that they aren't always in control and learn to be happy with that." Here's the incident. A cute, red haired, freckle faced alfalfa trampler boldly asked me "Mr. Schrag, how do you know if it's a ball or a strike?" I just as boldly answered, "Tommy, the pitched ball isn't anything until I name it" He smiled and grabbed up a bat!

When Comedians graze on open range
Their "funny" food seems a little bit strange
They'll smash a man's caricature or steal a man's pride
Then wait for applause, while enjoying the ride

A man will get hurt in a most unusuall way
This gives our comedians something brand new to say
Or a man and his wife get into a small spat
You can bet your last penny we will hear about that

When they use those descriptives that are right on the edge
it's like trying to move gutter jokes with a thousand pound sledge
I know the "not funny" problem's in my own mind
But, stand alone humor is real hard to find

When comedians take advantage of other poor folks
It screws up my whole system like eating sick jokes
They might have the handle to the right cup of tea
But, if you expect a burst of laughter, don't look at me!

They'll do a staged brawl with people knocked to the floor
Or yell at each other to try to settle a score
Or do a blood squirt that's meant to be funny
It looks like someone's lifeline escaping and runny

For me, humor thrives with THINGS disguised in surprise
An "out of the ordinary" brings the audience alive
When revealing a truth of things most unexpected
Smiles begin to appear where smiles once were neglected

So, let's stay away from these human attacks
and throw in some surprises where character lacks
Then the truth will rise up for all folk to see
that thriving on faults is cheap comedy!

Alert Privot Eye Detective, Mr. B. Fore, penetrates undercover, revealing rare find!
"I have Iced my conclusion, this motorized vehicle has just recently transfered ownership to a new agent"

Last Summer I wasn't completely satisfied with our shadow distribution outdoor layout.. so, I decided I'm going to build a portable, two way, shadow slip. When finished, I plan to slip my slip under a piece of shadow and tow that piece into the positiion dictated by my new outdoor shadyscape. Whenever I'm up the creek without a paddle, I'll at least be able to slip some extra shadow home with me. That's only one reason I'll be building the portable model. The second is because I have to believe it's gonna be an instant crowd pleaser at any "You are my sunshine" events. That's also where the second way of the two way design will come into play. With this exciting slit of the slip two way technology, I'll have an exclusive on slipping slivers of shadow off of large shadow supplies into idividual size carry alongs with only one additional out putt putt and thus have many shadow slips slitted just standing in wait and available to sell!
I'm still toying with the idea of adding a corner guiding device so I could slip a corner shaped shadow sliver. You would set this corner upright whenever you wanted to just simplly go sit in your own shadow.
Meanwhile, I'll stir up the wind with my treadmill powered scooter and see if I can get enough to go fly a kite!!