If Amana Had a Mayor

Amana is a small unincorporated village in Eastern Iowa. The famous Amana Refrigerators and microwaves are built here. We are also famous for other things and you can get that information on the internet at amanacolonies.com.

Because we are unincorporated, we have no mayor. However, we have a citizen who would like that job. His name is Wally. Not the same Wally as Billy's landlord. Wally could be described as eccentric. He is a self titled philosopher...but maybe not a very good gardener.

Wally lives in a corner house he inherited from his mother and has probably not mowed the lawn or trimmed a tree branch since he moved in. To say that the lawn got away from him, might be an understatement.

Well , yesterday that all changed. At his request, many volunteers armed with chainsaws, wood chippers and the like went to the challenge. They cleared the place of vegetation and uprooted a motorhome in the back yard.

Wally has been asking $300,000 plus for his house...more if you want to buy the contents too and I see he has moved his for sale sign to the middle of the yard again. I'm not sure what he asking for the motorhome.

At least now you can see whats for sale. God Bless.

Brian Kilmeade

I woke up this morning wondering if Brian Kilmeade got my email I sent yesterday. You see Billy thinks Brian is tops. Brian Kilmeade is the black haired guy that sits on the sofa with Steve and Gretchen at Fox & Friends.

Billy likes Bob Bruce, but I think he likes Brian better because the others pick on him. Billy knows what its like to be picked on, being a lungster. I told Mr. K that Billy had a link to his sports blog on my blog.

It would be cool if Brian sends him a reply or an autographed picture or mentions Billy on his blog.

Billy will be laying by seeing what develops.

Rambling

Sometimes my posts will have a lot of content and other times it will just be ramblings. Keep in mind, my day with Billy is Tuesdays and some weekends. So sometimes, its "all about me". Yesterday was pretty uneventful, unless you count a doctor telling you that you have cancer. A week ago today I had a sore that would not heal removed from my leg and yesterday the pathology report came back and it was confirmed to be Basal Cell Carcinoma...which I guess is the best form of skin cancer you can have. The gooder news is that he feels he was able to get out all of the bad stuff and I have recovered. Now I have a small crater in the side of my leg, which could allow me to smuggle a nickel past a TSA.

After work I stopped at two of my usual haunts..the Moose & Dublin....you see Wednesday is cop day at the Dublin. I was on the verge of being excommunicated from this group due to my recent no shows. So I felt obligated to catch up. I can't mention names because I'm not sure if they are off duty or just undercover. At any rate there is no apparant presence of firearms or badges...but I bet they are there. The main reason to be a part of this group is that occasionally they will share a secret "password" which could be very helpful in the event you were pulled over. I really don't want to test it though.

I am way new to blogging and have been told there are syntax and grammar errors in my writing. To this I say: wysiwyg. My high school English teacher was Mrs. Ruff, about as good as they come, and I'm doing the best I can. BTW the use above about "gooder" was done on purpose. Mrs. Ruff is still living and she was old when I was in high school 41 years ago ! God bless.

Billy called me last night after watching Fox News and was all upset because he saw Ellen Degeneres crying on TV. He offered to give up Snatches so she would be "all better". What a kid.


I have added FeedBurner Site Feed to my blog... As I understand it, this allows the blog to be seen by more people and has a click area where you can subscribe to this blog. So far there is one person who has subscribed. It also gives me an analysis of my demographics. The reason I mention this is that I will share some of the demographics with my faithful readers and Billy from time to time. Also, a new setting allow anyone to post comments. I welcome your criticisms and praises, so knock yourself out.

Okay, enough rambling...maybe tomorrow I'll have something material to post.

Obama comes to Amana

Billy thinks he's a liberal. I thought his family brought him up better than that. Well it was Tuesday and Tuesday is my day to take care of Billy. My day in the barrel euphemistically speaking. Tuesday is also the day that the Ex Club meets and these schedule clashes sometimes makes for tough decisions. They are after all both my "stepchildren". Regina is free on Tuesdays because she is now retired from Adult Bookworld.
Any requests to switch days with me, however, falls on deaf ears. She says its always been on Tuesdays that I take care of Billy and thats the reason not to do it any differently.

Billy wanted to go see Obama ever since we schlepped him earlier this year to Green Square to hear Bill & Hillary. ( I think he likes Bill because they have the same name or maybe its all about his "conquests" if you know what I mean.) It was the 4th of July and a friend of mine got us mafia seating. Last night we were not so lucky. The place was crawling with secret service and I remember the time the Hopper tangled with secret service during days of the first Pres. Bush and therefore we kept our distance.

There was no mafia seating and the SS looked upon the lung like it was some sort of Trojan Horse.
At first not even wanting to allow entry and later giving us the nod, but only at the rear of the Festhalle with the press photographers and writers. Everyone had their laptop going and they were checking their emails or their favorite websites. I'm not sure, but I could have sworn one of them had logged onto Billy Blog site.

Audrey had just gotten home from work and had on some high heel boots with pointy toes ,that could would work well eradicating cockroaches from the kitchen corners, and her feet were hurting big time. Actually the whole outfit was a killer outfit and she looked very Republican and stuck out like a sore thumb. Anyway, the lack of seating , the constant scrutiny of our entourage and listening to the same thing us Iowans have now heard for several months guided us to the back door.


OMG, as I'm writing this with Fox and Friends, at my side I hear Steven Colbert just announced that he is a candidate for President of the United States.

I'm sure Billy will want to see him too....I just hope it isn't on a Tuesday.

Wine tasting

Last night we took Billy to a wine tasting party. That was after I went to a self induced Vodka tasting and was brutally subjected to all the Sportstalk . The Vodka tasting was at the Dublin City Pub in Cedar Rapids. This eatery/drinkery (mostly drinkery) is noted for its reasonable priced measures of the poison and its cocktail servers/teasers. They are mostly" twinkies" but occasionally we are slipped a young male studly type to bring us our much needed fortification. [Hey, if we wanted a young man to serve us drinks, we'd go next door to the Dragon]

Now you have to understand I like Sportstalk and can do it with the best of them...but only as it relates to the Iowa Buckeyes, Billy's favorite team. When they start talking about the pro games its enough to make a goose puke. The Hopper was there and he was the moderator. He is the moderator because he talks the loudest. I wanted to leave several times, but he slyly kept refilling the glass that was in front of me.

Regina, is a regular hang out at the Dublin, but she always sits at the bar with her new beau. The years have not been kind to Regina and its just as well that she stays at the bar.

Off to Amana for the wine tasting. this wine tasting was on the second floor of an old Amana house with narrow staircase and no winch to help with Billy. I have been nursing a bad back due so self infliction which I can't talk about because my beloveds' mom also reads this blog, and I was thankful for the helping hands that pushed and pulled until Billy was parked square in the center of the tasting room as if we were at a funeral visitation. the hostess, A lady who calls herself a "wine Lizzard" or something like that told us all about the different varietals and graciously filled our glasses. Its sort of like a tupperware party without the tupperware...if you know what I mean. We thought we would have the wine glasses as a "parting gift" but the wine Lizzard picked them up and carfully inventoried them before packing up her bag.

The party progressed until we drank all her wine and then Alfred's Wine entered the room. Alfred is a rocket scientist and he makes rocket fuel in his basement. He drinks it and shares it with others and I'm sure NASA used it on one of their early missions.

There was a photographer there from the Gazette who arrived a little late because he came from an assignment with the expensive haircut candidate...his name escapes me....(initials J.E)

We are told that the article will appear in the Oct 28th issue of the Gazette, so look for our pics at that time.

Tonight its off to see Obama in the Festhalle in Amana
No fancy haircut...no US Flag pin.......

Stay tuned.