Tales from the O-NO Ranch 3-15-10
March 15, 2010
As of late, gentle readers, the word four has come to my attention or made it’s way to the surface of my watered-down brain.
Let me explain what I’m talkin’ about. The camel’s nose is under the tent now so we’re gonna’ expound on the word four and the number four. Think about how much we use and have used the word or number four in our lives. According to the gospels there were four corners to the earth. They of course at that time apparently thought of the world as being possible square or rectangular and flat. There are four seasons, four winds, four gospels and we have four-letter words. Some of which are good and some of which are bad. It depends on how you use them. Work to some folks is a bad four-letter word. I am not a golfer but I do know that you are supposed to holler “fore” when you hit a ball in someone’s direction on the field of play.
If you ever saw the movie “Broken Trail” with Robert Duvall where he is moving a herd of horses to market and winds up baby-sitting five young Asian women and of course, there is a language barrier. He decides to give them numbers instead of names. The girl he calls “Four” doesn’t want to be called Four because someway or another he figures out that number is bad luck in their Asian culture.
There is the T.V. series called “24.” I can’t watch it because it’s just too busy for me with too much going on and it’s all bad all the time. Actually, you have to stop and think about who’s doin’ what and try and follow the suspenseful plot and I reckon I’m just not the guy who wants to mess with all that’s goin’ on.
Now we come to the plot of this column. There is this killer whale at Sea World that has killed three folks that have worked with him to entertain visitors. Now Sea World is trying to find the Number Four person to enter the water and play with this whale! Trust me, there is some wingnut out there who needs the attention and will volunteer to be Number Four. It won’t be me.
Stay tuned, check yer cinch on occasion and I’ll c. ya.