Monday, August 13, 2012

car salesman




You can get by being a fool or being poor.
but god can only help you if youre a poor fool.
One of the home spun homilies of a car salesman who gives advice as he sells cars. A (one of a kind) honest car salesman, he takes more than a fair deal from those he sales to by being observant and letting them make most of the decsions.
Most couples have one who makes the decision and surely ya'll know better than me trying to figure it out. So, you tell me which one, and I'll derect my talk to them and the other can work on trying to figure out if I am full of shit. At least thats the way it has come to work for me and my wife. She is obviously the one who makes the decsions and I'm the one who doesn't trust a  soul.

This all came from me worring about where the moths had gone. We have a night light on a power poll outside. I have convinced myself that something is bad wrong in the world because the moths are gone. they are just not there anymore. none this whole year.
My wife informed me that there was to be a meteor shower tonight. As I was outside looking up at the sky, I swore I saw a meteor. and then another and another.
Then it  hit me. BATS.   That is where the moths have gone this year. Sure enough, I stayed out and concentrated on seeing the bats and there they were. Not armegedon----BATS!!!!!


idea for short story
Sword made for grandson to match maturity. Had made sword for father to conquer evil empire and become king. Made sword for grandson that look and felt real but became like velcro? when hitting a living thing.
1. short and of light weight
2. regular weight for adelescence
3. first real sword for teenage years. Was broken with fight with father and is shorter than others.
4. real sword, like fathers.
5. the great sword, becomes hard and sharp enough to cut through anything it hits.
6. the sword of thought, moves with your thoughts and instincts.
7. last sword made. fights on its own. for old age. only purpose is to follow owners purpose.

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