#2,000 YGTBSM

 As near as I can tell I started blogging in December 2008. Dumfounded, I am, that I still blog. This will be post #2,000.

It deserves something “epic”. My “epic” tank is running on fumes.

Those bloggers who post daily, or even several times a week, blow me away.

There is always something of interest on the political scene.

https://www.greeleytribune.com/2021/12/01/johnny-humphrey-cd8-congress-campaign/

Another “woke” candidate. Just what we need, no?

Changing times and morals? I was surprised to find this article in our local rag.

  https://www.greeleytribune.com/2021/12/01/best-hookup-sites/

 Water

To date, we have had just a skiff of snow. Winter snow is not here and not yet on the horizon. This is bad news for the region and for those depending on the Colorado River.

https://www.greeleytribune.com/2021/11/30/colorado-snowpack-dry-water-supply-denver/

Speaking of winter.

Last week, driving to McCook, NE, I didn’t see any “green” in the planted winter wheat fields. This year’s crops were decent, even record high, in some areas. Most of the small town grain elevators were operating, even on a Saturday, and railcars were lined up for loading.  Next year?

Farmers are the biggest gamblers. Next in line are farm implement dealers. The sales yards I passed seemed to be low on inventory. Someone more knowledgeable than me needs to draw conclusions from that observation.

The used car lots I passed seemed to have a decent inventory. Prices? Unknown; I didn’t have time to stop and check.

Preaching to the Choir – will the sinners take head?

https://www.greeleytribune.com/2021/12/01/carol-walters-we-must-do-all-we-can-to-ensure-election-security/

The auto repair shop I prefer is busy but I have an appointment on the 10^th for a minor tune up. What I suspect will be their recommendations.

The neighbor across the hall got these for Banner. He wears them with aplomb, much to the delight of others in the building. The strobe effect lights are hard to capture in a snap.

He was moping this morning. Instead of my usual bacon and eggs, I had a bowl of blueberries. He kept pushing into the desk well.

"Where is my bacon grease?"

After an hour of this, I cooked some bacon in the microwaves. After the plate cooled, he got his bacon grease fix. Then he went to the couch to catch up on his napping. I forced myself to eat the bacon. After all, waste not; want not.