I brought him a tin cup of coffee and set the sack of sugar next to him and set a plate of bacon on the other side. There were no words of thanks, but there were none expected.”
–Lou Bradshaw (Rubio: The Man)
“Oooover the river and through the woods to grandmother’s house we go…” come on Pard, you can join in this week. I know it’s not Cool Water, but it’s the season of thanksgivin’. All the time, but especially this time of year when it is called to our remembrance we should be thankful. We should be pracktizin’ our thankfulness more than ever. Pard, just look at the world around you–be thankful for what yuh got and where yuh got it from and where yur at. Oh, an’ I’ll take a thankie for the coffee this mornin’ as well.
Yuh best be drinkin’ that elixir, ahhh, I’m thankful for good coffee. I was just talkin’ with the lady at the farmer’s market. They have a ranch an’ she was a-sayin’ that hay is $110 a round. Prices go up and up and up. Then on top of all that “they” are throwin’ at AI around everywhere. I get a couple of texts a week wantin’ me to do somethin’ with AI. I was tellin’ someone just the other day that artificial intelligence has been ’round for quite a spell–just look at all those looney-toons in Washington. Pard, an’ that ain’t the half of it, there’s plenty behind the pulpit this days tryin’ to get our attention off the Word. AI is when they want compromise without exception, except theirs. Tolerance on all levels, exceptin’ when they have to be tolerant.
Listen Pard, I’ll wait till yuh pour another cup. Pard, there ain’t but one way–the way of Jesus Christ, an’ don’t let anyone be tryin’ to tell yuh different. Why if’n yuh fall for that silliness then yuh might think Postum is really coffee. But what I’m really tryin’ to tell yuh is that we know the way an’ we should be good and thankful that the Lord has brought us to it, and that we are now walkin’ the upward way. Pard, if’n yuh fall for that AI stuff the next thing they’ll be doin’ is clonin’ folks and usin’ it that way. Hmmm, by way I’m a-seein’ in front of me, I don’t think I have to worry ’bout anyone clonin’ you. For sure, yur one of a kind.
Well, “oooover the river and through the woods…hurrah for the pumpkin pie!” Be havin’ a wonderful and grateful Thanksgivin’. Make sure yur heart is full of gratitude. An’ I’m already thankin’ the good Lord that yu’ll won’t be forgettin’ to check yur cinch.
Vaya con Dios.