conflicted

There are a whole helluva lot of folks who get their jollies by being in a constant state of drama. Since this isn't reality usually, they stir the pot just to see who jumps then move onto the next potential adrenaline producing situation. Worry, worry and more worry with a generous side of tsk and cluck. Honey, growing up in the south we know our drama what with all the crazy relatives and skeletons that fall out of dusty old closets in ancient farmhouses. There is this evil rag of a website called topix that serves as fodder for anybody in the mood to hurl an insult. No fact checker on that bitch either. THAT..should be against the law.

The job hunt began today and BG said she listened to Neil Young's "Old Man" while she was applying around online. I have a killer playlist on Spotify with everything from Willie to Waylon and Josh Groban too. Also a Michel W Smith fan, there are several of his and a whole bunch of Adele and all the other gutsy female singers who preceded her. Thanks nerds...it doesn't take much to make this old gal happy! My day at the sawmill was steady with not much downtime. And the air was out...sigh. At least it's not ninety degrees. Our switchboard operator Miss Hazel retired yesterday after fifty six years on duty and she had a big party. I'll be like her...still working way past retirement time until a new system comes along to take the place of my (sometimes) smiling face. By then Congress will have agreed to work together for the benefit of the generation that funded Social Security and Medicare before the job market went belly up. Either that or we'll all be trying to dodge the next bullet. Either way, I want my damn money.

Speaking of small town drama, we're all still kinda curious about what happened to the young lady last October who was found two months later in the kudzu next to the cross. Lots of rumors and speculation on what's up with no arrest made after a year. That's another thing about small town politics and corruption...there are tentacles everywhere. Back in the day I must say the Democrats of Dyer county were the ones giving away food and liquor to buy votes. Republicans just worked it in church and at the Kiwanis club with their sweet little wives standing by their men all the way to the voting booth. As we say in the south "how niiiice".

Two of four dogs rolled in something that smells like death today so they're grounded until they air out. Corporate has come and gone and I never knew it except for word of mouth. In their universe, this is just another spot on the real estate map. I do believe that the current leadership team has a kind and gentle vision for this wildlife sanctuary. I'm glad I lived long enough to see that happen. It helps me keep the faith ^j^