Friday, July 25, 2025
If the World were flat........
Wednesday, July 23, 2025
If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life...........
Well, that's a tricky, individual, tough for some, impossible for some, seemingly cinchy for others.
My favorite customer service line.... "Are you on drugs? You're always happy."
Sixty-three years ago things were a tad different... Jimmy Soul, in his song "If you wanna be happy for the rest of your life" - replied with "Never make a pretty woman your wife, so for my point of view, get an ugly girl to marry you." Wowzer, best left alone, to not comment.
I loved my boss when I was a kid. He literally had a tough time reading or writing, entering our hours, adding them up -no reading into how he got there, who's fault, if anyone, was his incomplete education - but he was such a great teacher of "the right way to do thing/s." Occasionally too, he would offer up a humorous idea on life......"Get you one (a partner) you don't haveta shake the sheets to find." Again, we're talking the 60's... around the time Buffalo Springfield told us "For What It's Worth."
The above two paragraph are both 'partner centered.' I loved me some Logic class in college. I think I even broke trend (C+ student) and got a B+ in the class. Dr David was the prof, a gifted linguist, nice nice dude, and........ happy. After going over something we kinda ascertained would be on the next test, or, was deemed "important in life, remember this" he'd turn, swivel his head left to right and offer "Dig?"
Logic, from the two previous paragraphs would suggest........ Partner = Happiness, or requisite of.
I ain't calling BS, but....... I ain't buying it. VICTOR! That reminds me of the jealous feller who didn't go for higher education berating someone who did. Of, the assumption, someone with money automatically equates to snootiness, arrogance.
Forrest's mom would say "Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get." Or mebbe want.
We all (that's not a good start to a sentence if one is being logical, but)... we all are different in our likes. Who, what, where, when, we like.
Sure, a lot of people equate happiness to absolutely having a relationship. I get it, er, Dig. Maybe, maybe not there is jealousy involved when saying "I don't believe it's an absolute necessity." Some choose alone. Others, find themselves alone, desire not to be, yet, continue on the path of life, smiling, being nice, kind, ENJOYING.
People... people who need people. Some ain't. Some could live an entire life with earbuds in. Then there's tweeners........ I like golf and maybe three people.
Happy is as happy does.
So Victor...... if you're so smart, and, if I were sitting in a logic class (blog) you taught, I would then gather "to have a good life you must be happy."??????
I kinda think so. Things, any - things, having or not having, shouldn't stay in the way of happiness, the ability to attain it.
Like mosta the time, I'm not really sure what I'm trying to say... or why... but, I personally enjoy times of happiness. Fer sure, it ain't possible 24/7, every single day, hour, second, phase, month, year, situation, flat tire, fork in the road ("Take it" says Yogi Berra)..
If you'ns are like Forrest and Jenny "Me and Jenny was like peas and carrots"... or, ya feel like running (took Forrest 3 years, two months, 14 days and 16 hours before he figured it out.. or.. . "I'm pretty tired.. .I think I'll go home now."
"Always be able to look back and say, at least I didn't lead no humdrum life." Forrest Gump.
Unless, of course, humdrum suits you. Mebbe makes you happy. Some are happy being the drink, not necessarily being the straw that stirs the drink.
It takes all kinds. It takes a village. Or not. Homesteaders wanna be home instead. Screw traffic, people, taxes, bills, hustle, bustle, do this don't do that can't you read the sign.
Give me your head with hair. Logic say "Hair = Happy." Eh, I dunno, Bezos, Bruce Willis, The Rock, Patrick Stewart, yada, may think otherwise.
"I don't know if we have a destiny, or, we're all just floating around accidental - like on a breeze.. but I think maybe, it's both.............. some people don't think miracles happen, well, they do... Momma always said you've got to put the past behind you before you can move on.... You have to do the best with what God gave you...... What's normal anyways?.... What's my destiny momma? You're gonna have to figure that one out for yourself. " Forrest, and his momma.
That's all I have to say about that.
Don't worry......... Be happy.
Dig?
Love, Victurd
Sunday, July 20, 2025
TOURNEY TUESDAY!
David Gibbs/Justin Gibbs
Rich Gibbs/Ken Stegall
Ryan Stegall/Jake Gibbs
Lee Schneiderven/Doug Jones
Bo McCauley/Jerry Hibbs
Saturday, July 19, 2025
Greg....... any twosome on this list you'd like to team up with?
Test teams.....
Wednesday, July 16, 2025
I'm pickin' up good vibrations
I'm pickin' up good vibrations (good vibrations, oom-bop-bop)
She's giving me the excitations (excitations, oom-bop-bop)
I'm pickin' up good vibrations (oom-bop-bop)
She's giving me the excitations (excitations, oom-bop-bop)
I'm pickin' up good vibrations (oom-bop-bop)
She's giving me the excitations (excitations)
Na-na-na, na-na, na-na-na (bop, bop-bop-bop-bop, bop)
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do-do (bop, bop-bop-bop-bop, bop)
Do-do-do, do-do, do-do-do (bop, bop-bop-bop-bop, bop)
Tuesday, July 15, 2025
Golf Tourney One Week from Today! (Tuesday, July 22nd, 9am Shotgun)
Morning! 3rd Annual Liberty Townie Invitational!
Below is a list of players... (not necessarily foursome groupings).. We've had one drop out due to physical health, thus, we're presentlly at 47 (which, is an awesome number.. we had 36 the first year, 42 last year.. and I don't think we're done grabbing folks for this year)...
REMINDER....... Total cost $55.
As you walk in, the counter is to the right... PAY YOUR $25 GREEN/CART fee here, can be cash OR card...
To the left, will be a table where personnel will collect $30, and IT'S GOTTA BE CASH. Twenty of it goes for prizes... Ten of it goes for Liberty's Shop With A Cop program, for underprivileged youth, help with Christmas presents.. (We will raise this amount to Twenty next year, the Good Lord Willing)
So............ REMEMBER TO BRING $30 IN CASH.
I very much look forward to it.......... Thanks, Vic Schultze
Follow the yellow brick road.......
Follow the yellow brick road
Follow, follow, follow, follow
Follow the yellow brick road
Follow the yellow brick, follow the yellow brick
Follow the yellow brick road
You're off to see the Wizard
The wonderful Wizard of Oz
You'll find he is a whiz of a wiz if ever a wiz there was
If ever, oh ever a wiz there was, the Wizard of Oz is one because
Because, because, because, because, because
Because of the wonderful things he does
You're off to see the Wizard
The wonderful Wizard of Oz!
Monday, July 14, 2025
Today is.........
Saturday, July 12, 2025
Wouldn't it be nice....
Then we wouldn't have to wait so long For?
And wouldn't it be nice to live together Well, didn't plan well, my SS check is kinda piddly, could help.
In the kind of world where we belong? You talkin' CNN or Fox?
When we can say goodnight and stay together I guess. My history ain't real great though.
In the morning when the day is new? It's thataway already! What day is it? Do I still work? Uh oh, who'd I butt dial now?
And after having spent the day together Exhausted, and, you hogged the remote.
Hold each other close the whole night through No way. I snore like crazy, and.. I have a deathly fear of knocking the glass offa the end table that holds your choppers at night. I wear a path to pee at night, you'd never get enough sleep. Night Angel Puff Puff, I'll be in the spare bedroom.
I wish that every kiss was never ending Well, I guess that was perty nice. You didn't even mention my cig breath.
Oh, wouldn't it be nice? Mebbe baby
It might come true Is this song Wishin' & Hopin? Joel Olsteen, California Dreamin', or, Wouldn't It Be Nice?
Baby, then there wouldn't be a single thing we couldn't do I guess maybe we could get a volume discount on Tennis balls for our walkers... and, and... take advantage of BOGO at the Dollar General on Fixadent.
Oh, we could be married (oh, we could be married) MARRIAGE? I'm getting the HEEEEEEEEBIIIEEEEE JEEEEEEEBIESSSSSS!
And then we'd be happy (and then we'd be happy)
Oh, wouldn't it be nice? Press 2 for Spanish....
It only makes it worse to live without it Without what?
But let's talk about it
Oh, wouldn't it be nice? Let me think on it, baby baby, let me think on it.
Sleep tight, my baby
Goodnight, my baby
Sleep tight, my baby What was your name again?
Friday, July 11, 2025
I'd like a cheeseburger, fries, Pepsi... oh, and a Kaleidoscope please....
Depends.....
You. You there with that smirk on your face... playing the age discrimination card on me, accompanied by a laugh when you coupled Depends with, me, my oldness. For shame for shame. JK. I delight in any/all humor as well.
I ain'ts no's Doctor cause I ain't gots no patience (Shakespeare or Popeye, I forget)... and, I ain't no preacher, so put that puppy to bed as well.
It's all, to me, to folks I see BEING happy - Depends on how you look at things, they see happy.
Kaleidoscopes make me happy. So do things like - seeing my new neighbor pull in - the gal was driving, her boyfriend hops out too... soon, I see her leading the way up the steps to their apartment - followed right behind by her bf, who, had scooped up their five year old little girl who'd fallen asleep in the car ride. Happy. Red and yellow and pink and green, purple and orange and blue - I (can't) sing a rainbow - but I can type it... as well as look out into the world - for happiness.
(Enter the name of onea my all-time favorite waitresses here) "you are ALWAYS happy. Are you on drugs?" "It's not that bad, Vic." I hate (LOVE) when young punks get it. WAY before they reach the age where they need all them dayum grab bars to get up, handrails to guide them along the way - she/they, done figured it out...
Red and yellow and pink and green, purple and orange and blue.. I can sing a rainbow.... Sing a rainbow... sing a rainbow too... listen with your ears, listen with your eyes, and SING everything you see!
Two, across the way, coming together, a long, heartfelt hug. No idear who they are, no idea whatintheheck has, had gone on in their lives - but, a for certain - appreciation, love, "I'm damn glad to seeya, I loveya, I can sing a rainbow too."
Stretches. Yeah, we awaken in the morning.. .the body unfurls.. us old farts grump, groan - but, deep down we know we are SO very thankful - we even getta do those stretches, issue those grumps and groans - for yet another day.
Ya might go to the K. That's "Baseball Ray" for all you non-Kansas Citians... STRETCHES. We done been on long stretches where we might not score more than two runs for a halfa week.. would we loveta win every dadgum game? SURE... but... we look across and we catch a little kid... big ole eyes... peering out like he IS looking at a Kaleidoscope...
The kid is on his feet, a hollerin' like crazy for Ketchup (or Mustard, or Relish) in the Hot Dog race... he aint quite as concerned whatever team in the opponent dugout leads 7-1, HE'S choosing fun,. He laughs right along with the rest of us when the Kiss Cam happens, the little ole lady is all excited to be in the Big Screen - but, she has to bump ole Harold pretty hard to get him to slide over and give her a smootch. Happy. Kaleidoscope. Red and yellow and pink and green.
Red and yellow and pink and green. Nowadays, that might be the gal at the cash register's hair colors. Yeah, sure, I admit I was a snooty-pa-tooty when that fad first happened, NOW, I love it. I'm like, why not? Happy is happy. Red and yellow and pink and green, try it, you'll like it, you can do it too. (The 'nuh uh, REALLY? geeezer in me still has me working on getting to know, like, the treble hook thru the nose fad.. I just can't help but think about a boy, girl, matching treble hooks, low road.. makin' out.. and, stuck happens. Victor, quit body shaming and hand over the vice grips. Hehe.
KIDS. Kids know happy. Parents. Parents watching kids know happy. Grandparents. Grandparents watching their kids watch their grandkids know happy. Yum, yum and s'more yum.
Teachers - creating, assisting, watching, growth, accomplishment. HAPPY. Coaches. Ten times after (patiently) working on a bad habit, technique, yada - watching the eleventh time and the player has done it perfectly - well hell yeah, nice job kid. (And an internal pat on the back to their self.)
Gatherings. Gatherings bring happy. Church, scouts, ballgame, movie, a play, family reunion, class reunion, neighbors around a fire pit. Smiles. Happy. Rainbow. Kaleidoscopes.
Gump happens. Sure. Go watch the movie, see Forrest run. You'll giggle. Not all chocolates in life are yummy, tasty (do like my cousin, turn 'em over, stick your thumb in it, see if it's the kind ya like - if so, down it, if not, flip it back over and they'll never know)
Bumps in the road (throw your arms up like you's on a rollercoaster)... Potholes... ya get a free cuss without having to put a quarter in the cuss jar. S happens. (You can now get a Sam's card for $20... buy'ya one'a them 112 pack thingys of TP and when S happens, ya don't worry near as much.) Red and yellow and pink and green - life's a gas.
Mean. Terse. They, it, lives among us. Whenever I feel afraid, I hold my head erect and whistle a happy tune so no one will suspect, I'm afraid. No, wait, that ain't it. Mean, terse people are out there. Dunno why, don't unnerstand, but, they are. Pretend likeya got noise canceling headphones, uh huh. Works. Or, look at 'em, pretend they're nekked, and laugh. Red and yellow and pink and green, freckles and acne and moles. I can sing a rainbow.
Yes, I'm aware there are occasions, times, one needs to be serious. I go overboard the other way too much mebbe - but I still like me. And when you can't be, with the one you love, love the one you're with (yourself).. .doo do doo do, doo do, da doo. Right Mr. Stills?
I gotta go.
Just looked in the mirror. The grey in my beard is bugging me. I know it shouldn't. Oh well. I'm thinking about..... mebbe... Red? Yellow? Pink? Green? Or hell, might shave it off all together, get me one'a them treble hooks, see if I can get stuck to an old gal my age thataway.
I can see clearly now the rain has gone. I can see all obstacles in my way. Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind. It's gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright) sunshiny day.
By Henry Gibson
Love, Victurd
Tuesday, July 8, 2025
You moron... it's oxy.......
I'm positive, I think. That, is the title of the book I will never write. Realist. It's kinda like, I wanted to be a major league baseball player. That is, until. Until, mebbe the 11 and 12 year old league - some crafty pitcher threw me a curveball. This is like wayyyyy before I learnt me some good cusswords from friends, relatives, movies, yada. But....... I said "The HELL was that?" THAT, is when I knew I'd never be a major leaguer.
The pitcher was awfully good. I was of the age some know-it-all neighborhood snotnose spoiled Christmas for us all. ("Ha, HE still believes in Santa!") Funny, ha ha, so did I. I was 'tween the age of my Schwinn Tiger being too small for me, and, using my one curse word, howinthehell would I even shift ten gears? Deafening silence, so to oxy, moron.
We loved us some mulberries back in the day on Miller Street. Lived on Miller hunnerd years, then, bought the house from folks when they moved, lived a few more years. It's always been Miller STREET to me. It's only a block and a half long street. The other day I drove past... on the half block, noticed the sign Miller AVENUE. Using a word I heard, mebbe age 14, I call bullshit. It's STREET you idiot!
Victor, get back to your damn mulberry story. Oh yeah, thanks. We, the neighbor snotnoses, would be up there downing mulberries like there was no tomorrow - until our bellies hurt good, so to oxy. Ricky's mom would always open the back door and holler "Ricky? Climb down, we gotta go!" I'm a moron oxy, that confused me. 'Climb↑down ↓. I had a silent scream as Ricky motivated on down.
Got a little older and that song came out........ "DO THIS, DON'T DO THAT, CAN'T YOU READ THE SIGN?" You forget, you moron oxy you, I am onea them never made the honor roll (had a literal blast in school though)... was C+ or M+, depending on how your district judged us chid'ren. I'M STILL HAVING A HARD ENOUGH TIME UNDERSTANDING THE LANGUAGE, LET ALONE THE WRITTEN SIGNS!
Crash landing. WHAT? Wise fool. HUH? Original copy. AHM, how can I count wit my fingers on that one?
Life, I find, is controlled chaos. "That's another fine mess you've gotten me into", right Oliver? Fine mess? Hey, that's my living room floor! Things I drop can sit for days 'cause it seems like they're two elevator floors away! Ahm, Victor, that's what I would call an accurate estimate. Aye yai yai, I give up.
To the small crowd that stops by here, thank you. (Small crowd slid right pastya didn't it? God awful.
This may be old news (huh?) but I use plastic silverware (?) and paper towels {?} due to cost, and, laziness. I have given up on women, they clearly misunderstand me. {?} Why even start a relationship 'cause at some point, civil war (?) is gonna break out. Good grief (?) Charlie Brown.
Well, my shoulder is kinda aching. I'm either gonna put some Icy Hot (?) on it, or, I could grab that loosely sealed (?) bag of peas from the freezer, even though they've got freezer burn (?) and put on it. Whereinthehell (learnt that one 'round age 16) did I put the peas? They're behind the jumbo shrimp (?) Victor you moron, oxy.
Needta clean house, but, that'd be a minor miracle (?). That, or, a definite maybe. (?)
Victor? Yeah? STOP WITH THE (?) WOULDYA?
Monday, July 7, 2025
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Sunday, July 6, 2025
Thunder, thunder - thunderation....
Friday, July 4, 2025
Geez Louise...
If the World were flat........
And I was a real estate developer........ Or mebbe Mayor.... No, not Mayor. Howabout President of Sertoma? Yeah, that'd work. '...
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It ain't me babe, Cher (and me) said today. Them Dave Clark guys, five of em I believe, hollered "I'm in pieces, bits and pie...
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Morning! 3rd Annual Liberty Townie Invitational! Below is a list of players... (not necessarily foursome groupings).. We've had one dro...