Benitin y Eneas by Pierre S. De Beaumont and Bud Fisher for December 30, 2010

Good Morning, good people!!

Good Morning/Evening Vagabonders.

I hope some of you checked yesterday’s late posts.

“Just……Once….. More”

GM everyone, @ SLIM ,I always check morning and afternoons. As some people have diff. schedules and I love reading everyone comments in all the comics I follow

I’M having trouble keeping my eyes open.

Be back this afternoon.

Good morning, Vagabonders,

We are FINALLY finished with flying! We arrived here a bit ago, and decided to spend the night in a local hotel before heading up our hill. The valley here got only 6 to 8 inches of snow today, but that means our place might be a lot worse. I’d rather have My Mountain Man shovel our driveway in the daylight hours, unless our Guardian Angel has already done it. But, we also don’t want to shovel the car out of the airport parking lot at night either.

Anyway, we’re just about home!!!

Slim…….LOVED your last edition yesterday!!!! Just one more time!!!! It seems that we are doing that a little bit, too. Thanks for sharing.

Good morning Everyone!!!

Slim, I went back and read it after prompted by you today. It’s great! Seems like so many just go along day after day. There it so much to love in everything. I try to stay aware of that…every moment. God is good.

A good, good morning to everybody.

Just droped by to say Hi.

Gota get my eyes uncrossed so I can see what I’m saying.

Catch ya later.

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Slim, the poem was wonderful. I can feel the yearnings so well.

ML, glad you guys are back safely.

I got a good laugh from Hagar the Horrible in todays comic….

Oooo, I’m only an hour behind today, despite getting up really late.

Stay tuned for more. Some philislopical (not a typo) one-liners, personal observations and theories, and of course, adventures both exciting and dangerous!, as well as blase, Life. The Life of Floyd aka Shirttail Slim.

Experience is an excellent teacher, but not everyone gets a passing grade.

Brfore I knew the best part of my life had come, it was gone!

LS, great avatar

I’ve written two paeans to motherhood. Both are on the CD, and I hope, will bring a smile to your face. This one is simply called “Mothers”.

……….MOTHERS……….

While stolling through the woods one day, I chanced to nfind there in my way, I found a little bear who had gone astray, And mama blamed it all on me. I protested, to no avail. Then turned and ran down the trail To take refuge in a tree. Mothers have always been the same I guessed, When ever her baby leaves the nest, The passing stranger is the guilty pest Who’s lured junior from her knee. So I sat on my limb and philosophized, And wondered at mama’s wonderful sizze, Till at last she collected her delinquent, And still grumbling, left to set me free.

Ah, Mothers. Where would we be without them? Well, one might say we simply wouldn’t be, period?

SWEETBILL…….Thanks. He appears to be an unhappy New Years baby. LOL

SHIRTail SLIM, THAT WAS BEAUTIFUL, THANK YOU FOR SHARING,

WOULD LOVE TO MEET YOU SOMETIME BEFORE THEY PLANT FLOWERS ON ME

HAPPY NEW YEAR, WOW!!! LIVE EVERYDAY ,LIKE IT’s YOUR LAST

your friend, SB

Wolfie……….Are you still indisposed??

Get well a.s.a.p

SweetBill…..let’s hold a party so’s we can all meet each other……….I’ll host it up here in Montana!!!!!!

ML….. I don’t have any snowshoes. Nor a snowmobile. And it’s a long walk, too.

Sorry, Slim……I guess we’ll have to meet somewhere else another time…..

I’m having trouble keeping the ole eyelids open…..I guess I’m still on eastern time……I’ll be back tomorrow……

until then……good night, gang!!!!