7th Inning S T R E T C H

The St Louis Cardinals are not going to play in the World Series! They got beaten by the San Francisco Giants. They had a great run and a lot excitement was generated throughout all of the play-off games. What does that have to do with my business? Keep reading!

In baseball in the United States and Canada, the seventh-inning stretch is a long standing tradition that takes place between the top and the bottom of the seventh inning of each game - in...

Facts from the Fog

She barely could get the car pulled to the side of the road as the fog settled over her. No one else could see it, but momma could. She suddenly couldn’t remember which way to turn to get home. She had no idea where she was at that moment or any idea where she lived, so she waited until the fog lifted.

Then, she was all right for a few days. The fog would come unexpectedly and then clear out just as quickly as it had come.

It had been...

From The Basement to the Balcony

The basement is the place where things are stored. Old memories; boxes and boxes full of dust covered relics that used to mean something. They use to be valuable. They don’t necessarily have much of a value on the open market, but there can be a sentimental value there. They are valuable to YOU, so they are stored in boxes in the basement. The basement is typically partially or completely below ground level. The lowest level, in most structures,...

3 Problems With Piggy's Pork

It only happens on Friday. Every Friday they are half price. I don’t go each week, but about two times a month I visit Piggy’s Bar-B-Que, buy a slab of ribs and take them home so my wife doesn’t have to think about cooking dinner that night. What a nice guy I am!! I love the ribs too. This place has been voted the best bar-b-que in Northeast Missouri every year for the past decade or so. They are good. The ribs hang off both ends of my wife’s...

I Was Her ‘Google’

When I was Twelve (12) years of age, I met the girl of my dreams. I came home from that church camp that summer excited, motivated and determined that I was going to marry that girl! I told my parents and anyone else who would listen that I had found my soul mate. I made a crude sign out of an old piece of wood and some left over paint that my Dad hadn’t used and all it said was her name. I hung it on my wall.

Now, I admit that I was a bit immature...