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Tis a fine day, it is. On the porch warming from the morning sun in my rocking chair. Kiva, my cat, is on my lap purring love and my apron has a pocket full of rainbows. Yes, indeed, a fine day ahead. But, gotta keep an eye on that little cloud over there. I know it could get me before the day has pooped out.
This is the Final Granny Diary until after Independence Day, 2012
Kiva and I are very humbled with the amount of support Kossacks have given us regarding, not only the Granny Diaries, but with the other diaries we've posted over the last five months. We never anticipated so many would enjoy our efforts and you have touched both our hearts very deeply.
We need some time to recharge our internal batteries and Kiva will need some extra special care while she recovers from surgery. I will, of course, be by her side assisting her with the love and attention she highly deserves. She be a sweetie and will have all the blue popscicles I can find, I a'reckon!
In a week or so, you will find a diary from us that involves a roadrunner who lives in our neighborhood. This will be our first with photos!
P.S. I suggest you stock up on tissues before reading this Granny Diary. :-)
One day he took me to a used car dealer. Next day he took me to a lawyer. Following day he took me to a bank. Then he took me to an insurance agent. After that, took me to a funeral parlor. Next morning he took me to meet our Congressman.
Finally, he took me to a carnival.
After visiting all of them he asked me if I learned anything. I said, no.
Thumping my noggin, he said, You can't Trust a Damn one of them.
Government never turned on you. You turned on yourself 'cause YOU be the government. Now, go Unionize to save your sorry butt from your own carelessness, numb nuts. Didn't your parents teach you nothing?
Congressman Enurpakut came on the porch the other day asking for my vote. After he left, I bleached down the porch, railing, steps and sidewalk. Burned the chair he sat in and buried the cup and plate he touched, four feet down and away from my water source.
My neighbor, who had seen the entire event, asked me why?
"Precautions," I said. "Greed and corruption is contagious."
You lived through the Great Depression, Granny. Tell us. How did we get into this hole?
How do we get out?
You Got in the Hole by Mass Stupidity. Same Scenario Won't Get You Out. Educate, Unionize with Smart Leaders Carrying Big Sticks, Elect True Democrats and Tax the Bejesus out of the Rich.
John Henry said to the Captain: Man sweats ta build a life. You says da machine gonna take our labor. Whadda man do ta earn bread n' beans then, huh? No machine git dignity outta muscle 'n sweat. Whadda ya say 'bout dat, Cap'n, huh?
Deep, knife cut words on the lid. Age dark. Welcome Friend (that be his name) believed the John Henry words, cause he thought him a prophet. If such a thing be for a steel drive'n man.
