YES, I AM STILL HERE peeking out of the newspaper’s window on Main Street and I am not encouraging the consumption of alcoholic beverages, but at the same time I am bragging that I had a legal margarita at the Feed Bin in Murfreesboro at noon Saturday.
I still cannot believe that Pike County voters turned down the wet-dry issue last year. The Feed Bin folks must’ve wanted to lure a few more tourist bucks to spread around in the local economy so they applied for — and got — a private club license. I would reveal to you my private club membership number but I am afraid that the Chinese would get their slimy hands on it and ruin my credit rating.
The Feed Bin has a decidedly Louisiana Cajun flavor on many menu items, and that is why I ordered a margarita. In case you didn’t know, the Cajun people of Louisiana not only invented margaritas, they also developed such dishes as tacos and enchiladadadadas. I was surprised that neither of those was on the Feed Bin menu.
What? Enchalapys aren’t Cajun?
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THE GOOD EARTH. I drug my lazy bones out of bed at 5:15 Monday and took the usual neighborhood walk. I have missed too many days with that bit of exercise lately.
After a couple of rainy days here the morning air was washed clean and was so so so fragrant. Lots of blooming things I suppose. They’ll make me sneeze and sniffle later in the day, but it was wonderful to see the sky gradually lighten in the east. And to hear the birds wake up.
The only bad thing about spring is stormy weather. My daughter and I watched the Weather Channel exclusively on Sunday night. We were fearful that the storms in Texas would find their way to the emerald corner of Arkansas.
Being overlooked is not a new experience for Arkie. The Weather Channel talking heads kept gushing about Texas, Oklahoma and Louisiana. Not so much of a nod in our direction even though that bank of bad storm clouds had us in their sights.
Maybe the storms did pass over Arkansas. I couldn’t stay up that late and I had an overdose of that tv commercial about windshield replacement.
Also, I am not sure what a ‘hook’ looks like. The Weather Channel talking heads point to red blobs on the screen and talk about a hook where a tornado may reside. I don’t see a hook.
I can’t hear Nashville’s storm sirens, and the Red Alert folks no longer bother me with calls.
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RE-ENFORCED. Our need for a Senior Citizens Nose and Ear Hair Clinic out at Howard Memorial Hospital cannot be mentioned enough.
This time of year, the pollen often gets stuck on, and heavily coats, a senior citizen’s copious nostril forestation. It is visible and ugly to contemplate.
Worse. The pollen gets imbedded in the nasal cavity for years.
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ALARMED THAT just like Hitler days in Germany, some people and groups are attempting to ban certain books in public libraries and school libraries.
Some conservatives and liberals alike want to keep children and students from reading anything containing mention of anything they deem undesirable.
Some of the books include: (excuse my avoidance of quote marks) To Kill a Mockingbird; The Color Purple; Dr. Seuss books; The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn; and my second favorite book of all time, Catch 22.
The Ark Ledge in its infinite wisdom even approved criminal charges for any librarian that make an offensive book available to impressionable minds.
It would be easier to buy an AR-15 than to get a copy of Huckleberry Finn, I suppose.
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DON’T FORGET. On Tuesday, April 18, at 6 p.m. an expert from the Parks and Tourism Commission will speak here on what our area is likely to experience before, during and after the total Solar Eclipse.
The eclipse will be on April 8, 2024. The speaking event will be at the Nashville campus of UA-Cossatot, and it is free. Remember: 6 p.m.
The eclipse is expected to last 3-4 minutes and Nashville will be very close to the actual path that total darkness will take.
I am predicting a rainy, overcast day. Hope there are no hooks.
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THINGS I LEARNED by opening another email: How come it takes so little time for a child who is afraid of the dark to become a teenager who wants to stay out all night?
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WORD GAMES. Two nifty dancers: Heel and Toe.
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HE SAID: “Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.” Nathaniel Hawthorne, novelist
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SHE SAID: “For me, singing sad songs often has a way of healing a situation. It gets the hurt out in the open into the light, out of the darkness.” Reba McEntire, ‘Queen of Country’ and actress
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SWEET DREAMS, Baby
