Rainey Saturday

Hi Y'all,
I feel your presence! Or was that just one too many deviled eggs. Even though it's raining, it's been a rather productive day. I got my shower and shave. Didn't even get to that yesterday. We went to Golden Coral for breakfast with my dad, Walter, my wife, Cheryl and son Aaron. There's a reason they call that place Golden Coral. Don't know about the Golden part, but a Coral is where you keep horses or cows. Now which animal do we resemble the most when we're eating at Golden Coral? It's not a bird or a squirrel! I ate like a cow, trying to swallow a horse.
Hey, how come when you want to wash dishes in the sink the drain lets all of the water go, but when you just try to rinse the dishes b4 loading them in the dishwasher, it always stops up. The main reason for this line is so you know that I wash dishes.
Okay, I don't know much about business, taxes, bailouts or economics, but here are my thoughts, from a layman's POV. That;s point of view, right. Sorry, I'm haven't gaged my readership on savvyiness yet. I think one is up to date, but the other may be in the cereal box stage, not that those aren't entertaining and informative. If you want to be an astronaut, you should start there. On the Automobile industry. When I was a kid, my biggest excitement next to Christmas, was to ride by the Chevrolet plant in September. Because that's when the new models came out. But at first, it was highly secretive. When you are talking about a hidden fact, is it spelled the same as when you have a leaking gland? Spell check does not advise. They would put up canvas all along the tall chain link fence so you couldn't see the new models. Now all you had to do was drive around the corner and you could see some of the new models the execs were driving. I liked cars so much that I used to sit at the top of the long steps high above the busy street, Capital Ave, where we lived, and count the cars going north and south, by color. That's how I became an expert on cars, or at least what they look like. A person like me knows that GM has a division for Chevrolet, Pontiac, Buick, Cadilac, Saturn, GMC trucks and what else, Hummer. Now they got rid of Oldsmobile a few years ago. The GMC and Cherolet trucks are identical. I don't know what they call all of the models now, but back in the day they had a Chevy Nova, Buick Apollo, Olds Omega and a Pontiac Ventura and they were all the same car, just a little different bumpers and tail lights. Same with a lot of their other models. LET'S CUT OUT THE FAT. They need one truck division, which could also make all of the SUV's, one low/middle end car maker and one high end car maker. That's three divisions instead of seven. The leftover employees could work at Wal Mart bc they never have enough people to man the registers. The other plan I would implement is production of six wheel component cars. The cars would come apart for versatility. The basic car would be a two seater comuter. You could add on a back seat and a trunk, or a truck bed. You could save on gas and if you wrecked the front of the car, you wouldn't have to replace the whole thing.
Entertainemt section: Last night I fell asleep during something on tv. When I awoke, I was watching a movie about a rat who was a chef in an upscale resturant. I didn't care for it, but let it run it's course. I didn't like any of the characters to begin with, which is a must. If I can't put myself in the place of one of the characters, I don't enjoy it. I didn't want to be the rat, or the snobby resturant critic or the goofy waiter. Besides, I think it was all about diversity. Everyone was supposed to accept the rat as a food handler. The rat licked the spoons and ran around bare footed on the the plates, after living in the sewer. There you have it. I am neither perfect or with-it. I believe in the value of the individual. The individual gets credit or debit based on his own merit or lack of. He should not be pushed forward or held back bc of his origin. Samewise, the regular person should also have the right to stand on his own merit and be weighed against the merits of others, without the burden of having to overcome his majority race. WOW, I had some serious thoughts there! SOMEBODY SLAP ME! Now please don't slap me next time you see me. I'll be over it by then.
The little scroller system over there on the right keeps getting closer to the bottom, but I can't quite seem to get it all of the way down. Some day I will. One thing I'v learned. There is humor in everything. Unfortunately, I seem to find humor at some of the worst times. I just have to suppress it and save it for later. Bob (What About Bob?) said there are two kinds of people. Those who like Neil Diamond and those who don't. I disagree. Here's why.
1. I've noticed there are male and female.
2. some paint behind the toilet, some don't.
3. some like cheese on everything-some don't
4. some are peaceful-some are contrary
5. some are conservative-some have their head in the sand.
6. some who eat at Golden Coral and could hide behind a flagpole -others could not hide behind the whole flag
7. some have hair- others have halos
8, There are those who know God- and others who don't even know themselves.

I hope I see some of you in church tomorrow. If not, I hope someone sees you in church tomorrow.
I think nap time is calling. Be nice to sombody and have funny thoughts-they're free! :)