I went to the gas station and put 10.99 gallons of gas in my car, which cost me $40. 10.99 gallons = $40. Wow. I know that gas has been expensive for quite some time, but sometimes it just blows my mind how much we pay for gas. I certainly don't have a lot of knowledge about the cost associated with extracting crude oil from the ground, refining it until it is gasoline that will power my automobile, and shipping it to my local convenience store. And I've read the emails that tell me how much more expensive per gallon things are like bottled water, coca cola, and milk. But I don't care about all that. I don't need gallons of milk from a cow's udder to get me to work every day. I don't need gallons of Zephryhills to transport me and my family to the grocery store or Wal Mart. But I do need gasoline. I wish there was some way for people to come and listen to a story bout a man named Brent who found some black gold and at least I could profit from these ludicrous gas prices. Maybe I'll start drilling in my back yard to find some, or get lucky while I"m shootin at some food like Jed. Until then, I'll keep moaning about gas prices.
Summer time and swimming with the kids made me wonder some things, and I'd love to know the answers. Was Marco Polo really blind? Do trips to the dentist increase in summertime because kids slam into the sides of swimming pools while they are Marco, and therefore blind, and chip their teeth? Or break their noses? Do horseflies bite or sting? Whether it's a bite or a sting, why does it hurt so bad? Why is that no matter how filthy you are, you feel clean after 5 minutes in a chlorine pool? Why does chlorine burn my eyes? Why do I keep opening my eyes under water even though chlorine has burned them since I was about 6 years old? Why do kids like to go under and push their hair up into a mohawk and then come up and see if it stays? When I was a kid, you'd ask "do i look like Mr. T?" Or we'd slick it straight back and ask "Do I look like Pat Riley?" Why do I remember things like that and can't remember what my wife told me to pick up at the store? Or the name of a colleague?
not sure why, but I always have a memory of you sitting under the slide and letting the water hit you in the head. You were singing "Give me a higher love, but changed the words to give the alpo for bo oh oh.
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