Mad Jack Hanks: Tales From the O-NO Ranch 9-17-12
Gentle readers, thank you for all of the kind comments about this column that I have received recently. That’s really nice of you but today on September 10, I don’t really have much to say. I’ll just have to let some thoughts run through my brain and see what I come up with. It’s called writer’s block. It happens to all of us who write these columns.
Tomorrow will be the 11th anniversary of 911 and what have we learned? I think sometimes we get to thinking that everyone in the world wants to think just like us and be just like us. WRONG! I don’t think that we have learned that yet … hummmmm. How many young folks have given their all for our wars in the middle East? It makes me really sad when I think about their folks here at home.
On another note, it appears that all of the forest that has burned up this summer in our area has brought losts of wildlife down here on the edge of the foothills and even out on the plains looking for something to eat. My neighbor to the west some four miles is having some real issues with bears and I understand that there have been some sightings east of the O-NO. Lots of elk, bear, deer and some lions are nothing new around here.
I just came back from a trip over to Glade Park and if you don’t know where that is, it is west of Grand Junction on top of the Colorado Monument on a big flat top mountain. Went to see my son and his family. I have never in 27 years seen the mighty Colorado River so low. I believe that you could wade across it in some places.
I had to replace my computer as the other one crashed. I bought a rebuilt Dell computer with Windows XP on it and I like it so much better than the Vista Home Premium program that I had. It’s nice to have a skilled computer guy in our little community here that knows all about that sort of “stuff.” I’m dumb as a box of wingnuts when it comes to computers and such. I don’t have a “smart” phone or an iPad or a Blackberry. I don’t need it as best as I can tell. I do feel somewhat intimidated and less informed when I’m around 8-year-olds that understand all that technical stuff.
Speaking of kids … did you hear about the little boy who ask his grandpa how old he was? Grandpa stuttered and stammered as if he didn’t know or didn’t want to say and the little boy said, “If ya don’t know Grandpa, look in yer underwear and it’ll tell ya. Mine says 4 to 6!”
Stay tuned, hang in there with me, check yer cinch on occasion and I’ll c y’all, all y’all. ❖
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