Tuesday November 8, 2022
And a good Tuesday morning from the Villages. Packed and ready to head to Gulf Shores next.
Up early at my brother and sister n’ law’s house I jumped in one of two golf carts in the garage and rolled through the Villages. First time seeing the place. Beautiful place to say the least. Looks like Disney built the place.
I sat in the passenger seat while my brother played 9 holes of golf on one of the MANY golf courses that are part of this immense property. One never has to leave for much of anything if they don’t want to. And because it’s located in central Florida, one’s wardrobe is pretty much shorts and flip flops and sunglasses. Works for me.
I will say I did not know my sister-in-law Kay had a degree in redneck engineering but that was evident when I saw what the constructed for the gas pedal on her golf cart allowing her to reach the pedal a little easier. Genius. (remember she own’s the patent to the “redneck” gas pedal so if you rip her off she can sue)
We had a great burger at one of the three town squares on the property and then pretty much kicked back the rest of the afternoon and evening. In fact, my eyes kicked back and closed for a siesta yesterday afternoon. Life is tough in the Villages.
And now, we’re all keeping our eyes on what his now a subtropical storm, that promises to bring a lot of rain here. 19 mph winds in central Florida today that will ratchet up to 44 mph here on Thursday. The Panhandle region and Gulf Shores, home of the Frank Brown Songwriters Festival looks to be unaffected and that’s where I’m headed in a few hours for the 4 shows I’ll be playing in there that start this Thursday.
Apple shares dropped yesterday and they’re blaming it on China shutting down their big iPhone plant because of new COVID restrictions. Think I’ll buy 20 shares of companies that still sell a phone with a cord on them. Remember those?
It’s election day and they’re calling for a blood moon and an eclipse. I gotta figure that’s some kind of weird sign. I guess a “hanging” blood moon is better than a “hanging” Chad on election day…right?
They named Chris Evans the Sexiest Man Alive in People Magazine. I have no idea how they continue to overlook me year after year after year. Sigh. I should have done a better job of photo-shopping my entry this year I suppose.
Now a new study suggests if you drink beer that’s “hoppy” it may reduce your chances of getting dementia. I’m going to need a cold medicine cabinet to add my new medicine.
1.9 BILLION but they have not made a drawing yet because of having to complete some kind of security protocols. I have zero idea what that means really, but I don’t care how long it takes as long as they do the right thing and kick out my numbers. That would help the pain I’m feeling after being overlooked by People again for “Sexiest Man Alive”. I could be happy being ugly but rich.
HEADLINE OF THE DAY
“Man Knocks Himself Out Trying To Flee Store With Stolen Goods”. (He apparently served justice on himself)
Leaving the Villages for Gulf Shores, Alabama. Thank you to my brother Gary and sister-in-law Kay for putting me up a couple of nights. Great catching up with family. We don’t get to do it enough.
Have a great Tuesday!