Wondering about wild grapes

Friday, October 19, 2018

How Did You Get Your Name?

Your name isn't something that you chose yourself.  Someone had to give you that name and that someone usually had a reason.  Usually, it was your parents who gave you your name.  They could have named you after someone in the family, or a family friend, or just a name that they liked.  Do you know why they named you as they did?  If so, let us know.

I was named after family members.  My Dad's first name was Richard, so I was named after my Dad.  His nickname was Dick, so that is also my nickname.  I got my middle name from one of my Mom's brothers.  His name was Milton so my middle name was Milton. Now, my uncle's nickname was Bub, so my middle nickname became Bub.  So, I was called Richard Milton or Dicky Bub.  Got that?  BTW, my Dad did not have a middle name, just an initial.  He was Richard J. and that gave him a lot of trouble, especially in the army.

Now, I had two boys.  The first one was named after me and my wife's dad.  We named him Richard John, now there were two R.J.s in our family.  Then along came another son and he was named Rodney James.  The Rodney came from an old friend and the James came from wanting him to be another R.J.  Then there were three R.J.s in the family.  Are you confused yet?

Now, our son broke the chain by naming his son (my grandson) Jimmy and now Jimmy has a son and named him Lane.  Actually, it is good to have broken the chain of RJs.  Now tell us who you were named after or, if you know, why you were given the name you have, and please have a great day, you hear?


Thursday, October 18, 2018

Nothing New to Report.

Nothing new or unusual happening here.  Everything has been quiet and the last few days has been damp with drizzling rain.  Today, is not that much brighter but there is no rain.  So, we decided to go to Wal-Mart to get supplies.  That included something very import, my Blue Bell chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream.  If we would have waited one more day, I would have run out of that ice cream and then what on earth would I do??!!??

Now I am home, sitting in my rocker/recliner and rocking and rocking and feeling quite satisfied that I have enough of my favorite ice cream to last a few more days and also a fresh supply of food.  Just in case you couldn't guess, I just love to eat!!!  Now, it is mid afternoon, so let me finish up this posting and go look for something to nibble on.  You all have a great day, you hear? 

Monday, October 15, 2018

Dumb Questions and Answers

I found some questions on the internet that I thought were interesting and deserved some answers.  I will try my best to answer them but I also want to hear what your answers would.

Here is the first one:

If a mirror reverses right and left, why doesn't it reverse up and down?

Now that is a good question.  Even if you turn the mirror on its side it still shows that up is still up, not to the side.  I don't have an answer for that.  Help me out here.

 How do you write zero in Roman numerals?

You can't.  The Romans didn't have a concept of nothingness, that is until later in history.

Do you realize how many holes there could be if people would just take the time to take the dirt out of them?

No I can't.  That depends on how many people and how many holes they could dig.

Why do we call them hot water heaters when they heat cold water to make it hot?

You know, it seems to me it would make more sense to call them cold water heaters.

Why do wise guy and wise man mean entirely different things?

You mean they don't mean the same thing?  Dang, now I am mad at all the times I have been called a wise guy. . .

Why does Tarzan always look clean shaven?

Maybe he wasn't old enough to shave.  Good question, now I will wonder about that.

You can't have everything. Where would you put it?

I could find a place. . . or maybe not.  I know of no place to place everything except in space (grin).  Outer space, I mean.

OK, I am waiting to see your answers.  Now, you all have a great day, you hear?














Saturday, October 13, 2018

Watching TV

Almost everyone I know watches TV.  Some watch a lot and some watch only a few programs, usually the news.  I have to admit that I watch a lot of TV.  So I have a question for all of you.  What programs do you always watch and which are your favorites.

I will start out by saying I prefer all the old shows, you know, the ones that are only in black and white.  Right now, at this time, I am watching Perry Mason.  I also watch all the old western shows, like The Lawman, the black and white versions of Gunsmoke, etc.  Then there are shows like Alfred Hitchcock Presents, The Twilight Zone, etc.  Some of them are on too late (or should I say, too early in the morning) for me, so we record them and watch them whenever we want to.  I guess I like the shows that I used to watch years ago.  And yes, that was a long time ago.  In fact, I can remember getting our first TV.  Since I was sick and couldn't get out to play, I guess my Dad felt sorry for me at the time.  And yes, the TV networks were not on all night.  They would show a test pattern instead of show.  OK, I guess I am giving my age away again.  I miss the good ole days. . .  Now, you all turn that boob tube off and read my blog, you hear?

Tuesday, October 9, 2018

Not a Restful Night.

I didn't have a restful night's sleep last night.  The first interruption to my sleep occurred just before one o'clock in the very early morning.  I heard something that made a chill run up and down my spine, my hair stand on end, and my eyes opened up very wide.  What was the sound I heard?  It was a scream.  No, not someone screaming but the scream of a very large cat.  Yep, our mountain lion is still hanging around my place.  The sound came from the southwest corner of my property.  I decided to wake my wife and tell her that if she gets up before me in the morning, not to let the dogs out without me being there.

That happened about one o'clock, as I said above.  Then around three o'clock this same morning, she woke me up saying she just heard it scream and it was to the east, close to where our son and daughter-in-law lives and has all those chickens, rabbits, ducks, and goats.  It is not all that bad to have a little extra excitement in our lives.  It keeps my old heart a pumping and my old lungs a breathing.  Now, I hope you (and I) have a quiet and peaceful day, you hear?

Saturday, October 6, 2018

What Are They Smelling? And small mushrooms.

When I took my two dogs out last night before I went to bed, the youngest one put her head up in the air and sniffed and sniffed and sniffed and then she turned around and ran back up the stairs and into the house.  I wonder what she smelled?  And then she did the same thing this morning.  So, I bet that mountain lion is still hanging around, just out of sight.  With the trees and brush all around my place, it wouldn't have to be more than a few yards away from the dogs' fence, which is my backyard fence.

When I was out in the back yard, I noticed tiny little red mushrooms.  I thought that they looked really neat, so I went back in the house and retrieved my camera and took a few pictures.  I placed a dime on the ground to give you a comparison of their size.

And another picture taken near ground level:

That is all for today.  Now, you all have a great day, you hear?

Thursday, October 4, 2018

Here Kitty Kitty Kitty

My son has game cameras set up several places on our property.  He gets some fascinating picture from these cameras from all kinds of dogs, foxes, etc., but one picture made me take a second look.  He posted the picture on Facebook but I decided to copy it from his Facebook page and post it here, also:

I don't care what you think it is, I believe that it is awesome.  BTW, did you know that this type cat, according to the Guinness book of world records has the highest number of names being used for the same animal.  These names are mountain lion, puma, cougar, painter, mountain cat, catamount, etc., etc.  It has a very wide range, from the Canadian Yukon to the South American Andes. . . and I guess to my back yard!!

They can get quite large, typically weigh in at 70 to 150 pounds and be up to more than eight feet long.  It has a bite force of 350 pounds per square inch, enough to break the skulls of wolves and horses and, I suppose, anything else it decides to kill.  I don't think that I want one to get mad at me or see me as meal or a midnight snack.  I definitely want to go out with my two pups at night.  I doubt if I could fight one off, but my screams might scare him (or her) off.  I don't think that I would scream, but just to be on the safe side, tonight I will go out with my pups and carry a firearm.  Of course, I shouldn't worry, my ugly face should scare any big cat away.  Now, sleep tight and don't let the bed bugs big cats bite, you hear?