A stitch in time........

Once again............ Pong (balls, bouncing off walls).......  Microwave (waves, bouncing internally)...  Ideas (bouncing off, around brain.)

Whadda you wanna do, talk about?

I dunno... whadda you wanna do, talk about?

The other day...... had finished playing golf (poorly again) and walked to the back deck for 'war stories', camaraderie.  Table'a ladies already there... as I walked by, one hollered, "Victor, you gotta big hole in your jeans and your undies are showing."  That be true. Knew I had'a hole, but twasn't sure how big it was. Straight to men's room, glance in the mirror.  yep, perty big.

As we think about life.....  there's much we weave.  Roles we play.  People we play with.  Go see.  Have to's occasionally thrown in.  Duties here, recreation there, likes, hobbies, naps, we are all unique, just like one another.

The stitching is all the (scary) ideas that bounce thru one's brain.  The Big L (one of two or three of you blog readers) suggested (after a blog on 'Anticipation') "Speaking of Carly Simon, Vic... have you ever had a woman start singing 'Nobody does it better..' after you (you know.)?  Me neither.  There's your next blog.  You're welcome."  Ahm, no.  Quoting my stepson, "Not no's, but hells no's."

The stich in time saves 9 originated over 300 years ago.. it IS a sewing reference... and one stitch (done in timely fashion) will save you 9 later.  Too late for my jean shorts.. They're in the trash.

All.  All of life.  Pong. Microwave. Thoughts. Ideas. This. That.  Baseball Ray.

Huh?

Yep, they're woven, stitched. Hand stitched. The leather is tanned in Tennessee from hides that are processed in Pennsylvania. (2.4 million balls a year, from 20,000 hides). Turrialba, Costa Rica.  Leather shipped there.  Cork sphere cased in rubber, latex adhesive. Spun with yarn (secret as to how, which way, how many times). Sewn by hand, precise color of stitches, secret..  Yep. 108 stitches, each. Then shipped back to USA, somewhere near the Delaware River (where they get the mud they rub on it, and 'the where' is a secret.)  Soon, Play Ball.

Families.  Stitched.  Visited St. Thomas  once.  Land, hard to come by, expensive if there is some.  Mama and papa have baby.  Baby grows, marries, has own baby.  Nope, no 3BR home on a Cul-de-sac, instead, build on toppa mom/dad's place.  "That one", the grand kid, grows, marries, has kiddo of his/her own, huh nuh, no apartment complex... '3rd story' happens above granny/gramps, mama/papa... and so on and so forth.  Victor I'm lost in how to follow your brain here...  Shoot,  ya oughta try driving in St. Thomas then... whilst it IS a USA joint (representation in Congress but me don't thinks they can vote for Pres), the suckers drive on the lefthand sidea the road.

Naturally then......like Winter Spring Summer and Fall are woven...  snotnoses/mom-dad/granny-gramps too (it takes a village to weave a termite).. jobs/buy crap hand in hand, the baseballs we already visited about.  Woven.  Life is woven, spun.  Like a web.  Some weave long time, some, not so long.  Retire/golf/buy scratch off tickets/complain about bursitis, youth of today.

Take my buddy's Northtowne Auto Group for example.  They're the Alice's Restaurant of the Auto World.  I'm talkin' Alfa Romeo, Fiat, Lincoln, Mistubishi, Mazda, VW, Hyundai.  L&L to all that, proud I am of him.

Then there's Hamilton.  Victor?  The play?

No, the town, in NW Missouri. It's the Quilting Capital of the World.  HEY!  Ain't that where JC Penney is from?  Uh huh, is. Small world ain't it. Woven together.  Missouri Star Quilt Company:

A dream turned into reality in 2008 by 'SEW-lebrity' Jenny Doan. Her hubby worked for the KC Star... an hour and a half commute to the Big City... Hamilton, then, like many small towns, employment was scarce.  Shrink was more common than grow. Newspaper industry shrinking too, coupled with Stock Market crash in '08, "Uh oh" was the theme, "we gotta figure out sumpin' for retirement."  Jenny, her two children, started Missouri Star Quilt Company on a shoestring budget. At first, they sold long arm quilting services and a few supplies. Nope, not cuttin' mustard.

Jenny started posting "How to" vids on Youtube. Tweren't long before they went viral - became THE top quilting Youtube channel...  Son and a buddy, delved into growing the online stuff, financials, mom and daughter Sarah ran the quilt end of things..  VIRAL happened.. followed by:

" It has grown into a $20,000,000 per year business that owns 26 buildings in Hamilton and is part owner of three restaurants. The business brings as many as 8,000 quilters to Hamilton in a month. Incredible!"  HOLY QUILTING FRAME GUACAMOLE!

That's life, if we're Frank about it. Sorry. Kinda. We are a diverse lot.

We fine dine, casual dine, buffet dine, fast food drive thru, can'a Raviolio's, frozen lasagna in micro... that.  The bum gets the last bite'a a buritto outta the dumpster. Cheerio mate.

We talk funny, twangy, hicky, we warsh our clothes, we bless your pee-pickin' heart, in Hoboken they pee in the turlet, whassup Ol' G?, and my Outlaw SIL announces when she's got to "go pee pee in the pot-tey."

No, this hasn't made sense to me either so I'd better scram.  Sorry.  Or mebbe, if we've played Pong, zapped a bagga popcorn, been on a text chain where one guy always texts at 3:30am, maybe this all makes perfect sense.

Tomorrow is the 3rd Wednesday.  Some of you may be old like me.  This means, 'the (SS) check's in the mail' (actually direct deposit (tomorrow.)

Meantime, I't gonna fetch them jeans with the hole in the butt outta the trash, add a stitch or nine. Don't wanna go to the laundromat today. Too many weirdos like me.

Difference, in a world of harmony, or, sumpin like that.  Right Donald? Kamala?

Love, Victurd