does this remind you of anybody you know?...I feel like a pressure cooker tonight...ready to blow!!!...no booze to help me into it...just straight up "drove me to the freakin' edge" kinda thang....but it's almost over...bed-time for kiddies...Momma soon to follow....hearin' aide off...when I was a kid runnin to the bars with my Dad there was always the coolest signs behind the bar...and ole Berma Shave signs...I might look that up and see if I can find any...when we went to my Grandmas there wasa Bruma Shave sign...but lol these many years and I cannot remember what it said...they were neat...gonna go get some Alabama...later kids

I have to get off here for now...kids are NOT goin' to settle down as long as I am here...by the time they pass out I'm beat to the bone so it's a no win thang around here with this computer...but will try to get back later...miss you all..

Just came in to tell you about this book I'm reading tonight...I found a picture and a short review on google...so far it's not bad at all and I look for it to be an all nighter of a different kind...but will be back in the wee hours of the night to check and see if anybody but me is awake...I love it when I hit on a good book...brought home three ..see what my odds are...anyway..here's the pic and the review...

The novel from Pulitzer Prize winner Annie Proulx, author of THE SHIPPING NEWS. A richly textured story of one man's struggle to make good in the inhospitable ranch country of the Texas panhandle, told with razor wit and a masterly sense of place. 'An absolute corker of a novel which manages the dual feat of being a serious satire on the evils of global capitalism, and a personal comedy of Dickensian dimensions. ' A N Wilson, Daily TelegraphSome folks in the Texas panhandle do not like hog farms. But Bob Dollar, the newly-hired hog site scout for Global Pork Rind, intends to do his job. Bob must contend with tough men and women like ancient Freda Beautyrooms who controls a ranch he covets, and Ace Crouch, the windmiller who defies the hog farms. As Bob settles in at La Von Fronk's bunkhouse and lends a hand at Cy Frease's Old Dog Cafe, he is forced to question everything. 'Proulx's own ace in the hole is her brilliance at evoking place and landscape. She sets about drawing the vast distances and parched flatlands of Texas with almost immeasurable skill.

 

 

Ill chat at ya later...have a good one