Over a small fire I made coffee, fried bacon, and ate the last of the sourdough bread I’d been saving. Once more I checked the trail–nothing there.”
–Louis L’Amour
Hope I didn’t keep you waitin’ pard. Burnt some daylight this mornin’, decided to stay under the covers a mite longer. Now there’s a crink in my neck; not sayin’ that bein’ in bed caused it ’cause I didn’t get up earlier to see if it was there.
Ahhh, really good coffee this mornin’–hot, black and strong, just the way I like it. Speakin’ of strong, I read something last week that will make you laugh your suspenders off. I didn’t get the name of the college, but students there, now get this, are demanding, yep students demanding that the lowest grade is a C and there can be no essays on exams. Tell you what I think, besides that they are spoiled brats; I think it is from years of everyone wins a ribbon, everyone gets a trophy. There is a definite Biblical principle here–there is no crown without a cross. Bear your cross, pick it up here on earth and there will be a crown (maybe a new Stetson) waiting over Yonder.
Finished that cup fast, time to refill. Speaking of refilling, summer is here and time to get a new notion on things. Relax a bit, take a vacation with my sweetie, gather up some of my ponderin’s and get ready for the next school year. Got a new chair for my birthday so I can sit outside, just might try it out today and this weekend. Ahhhh, beautiful mornin’ and good coffee. Want to thank you for stoppin’ by for a little Perc on Saturday.
Vaya con Dios, pard — and don’t forget to check your cinch.