Warm

It's the last day of February, and I wore Bermuda shorts to walk this morning.  It has been a very warm winter here at the Boggy Thicket - only two nights this winter below 30 degrees and today makes two dozen days above 80 since December first.

Our Azaleas have just about bloomed out.  They started blooming February first, about two months earlier than usual.

I don't know what this says about next summer, but I'm afraid it may be hotter than blazes.

A Lot of Bull (Red)

 Here's a great article from https://thepushpole.com

Man Forced To Throw Back Bull Red That Self-Identifies As 11-Inch Speckled Trout.

Unfortunately for Galliano angler Willie Bergeron, the mammoth fish he hauled in yesterday morning was actually a delicate 11-inch spec trapped inside the body of a 31-inch bull red.

Stephanie Bergeron, his very intelligent and sunburned daughter, broke the news to him after netting the leviathan. It was their tenth redfish of the day, setting them at their limit. After pretending to hold a telepathic conversation with the gasping, flopping beast, she broke the news to her father, informing him that they have to release the fish or the game wardens would throw him into a FEMA camp for a hate crime.

Mr Bergeron, an angry man unable to make sense of a quickly changing world, easily believed his daughter and reluctantly released the red back into the marsh to live as a spec. As it swam away, Mr. Bergeron cursed dozens of Washington D.C. politicians by name.

When The Push Pole contacted Stephanie to inquire about why she would exploit the anger of her gullible father, she replied:

That bull gave him six reds to my four. Throwing that big one back gave me a chance to get my five and at least match him, which I ended up doing because he was too busy texting AM talk radio programs about what just happened. It worked out perfectly for me…and that red, who I’m sure is in open water with his brothers, tearing up minnows under the birds right now.

Belt

While grocery shopping at Walmart yesterday, I bought myself a new belt.  

I already own several, but the two I wear most often are showing a lot of wear - the holes are so stretched that they hang on the belt loops when I try to remove them.

The new belt fits - barely.  

I think they have changed the way belts are labeled. 

My jeans all have either a 36 or 38 inch waist, and in the past, a belt labeled 38 inches was more than long enough to fit.  The belt I bought yesterday was labeled 40 inches, and it is just that, 40 inches long from buckle to tongue.  

No, I didn't try it on at the store.  Yes, I probably should have.

I can still wear it, but I may never get past the first hole.

0 for 2

I woke up a little earlier than usual this morning, and as I was making my first cup of coffee, I added water to the reservoir on the coffee machine. It wasn't out, but low enough that it seemed like the thing to do. 

When Honey came in a half hour later, the first thing she said (after "Good morning") was "I see you added water to the pot. You spilled it everywhere."

"I thought I wiped it up." I replied.

"You wiped the left side.  You didn't get what ran under the machine and out the right."

She proceeded to move the pot and wipe down the counter, and as I pondered what she said, she started her coffee. Then she opened the canister where we keep the dog treats and took out the zip-lock bag inside.  She opened and resealed the baggie, saying  "You never get this closed right, either.  The treats dry out and it makes them hard to eat."

I had ambitions for today, a couple of projects I might have started, but now I'm not so sure.  The sun hasn't even cleared the horizon, and I'm already 0 for 2.

Been There, Done That

I was going through one of those lists that you often see on Facebook, you know the ones - 21 Hilarious Things You Wish You Had Seen - and hit something that sparked a memory.  In this case, the list was unfortunate or amusing headlines from newspapers, and the one that caught my attention said something like:

LOCAL PUBLIC RADIO 

TO BROADCAST 

TOTAL LUNAR ECLIPSE

I never worked in public (non profit, government sponsored) radio, but I did spend a dozen years or so in commercial radio, and, believe me, that isn't as weird as it sounds.  

In commercial radio, particularly small town radio, if they can sell it, they will air it.Over the years, I did play-by-play on numerous events that were more visual than not, including several  local parades.

In what had to be the most bizarre, I acted as the master of ceremonies for a 4th of July picnic and fireworks demonstration at a resort in Rockport, Texas.  That, in itself would have been okay - it turned out to be a lot of fun - but the station I was working for at the time broadcast the whole thing live.    

SpeedSportz

Back in January of 2014, I had a post - Grand Texas - that said that the big amusement park planned for the New Caney area would open sometime in 2015.  
Well, that didn't happen, but progress, of a sort, has been made.

The SpeedSportz Go Kart track at the park is now open.  These are high-end, high speed cars capable of 70+ mph and they ain't cheap to drive.  One 10 minute race will cost you $20.

The track is also home to Alan Rudolph Racing Academy where you can learn to drive these Karts for a mere $299.

Teaser

I have a great subject for a blog post, but I can't tell you about it - at least, not yet.  
It's really Honey's story, and she should have the chance to tell it first.  All I can do is give you a hint: