No Cerveza, No Trabajo is a purdy good rule, for those that went to the Har-ed Knocks School. When the whistle blows to sound quitin’ time, I need a Modelo with a slice of a lime. The day ‘s work is done, and it wasn’t much fun, all day in the sun, andContinue reading “No Cerveza, no Trabajo”
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Little Town Blues
The traffic light blinks yellow and red, you might say the town’s kinda’ dead. No one slows down, it’s a one-horse town. that face with the frown is Constable Brown. Mangy old dog a-crossin’ the street, maybe someone will give him a treat. Drunk stumbles out of Murphy’s’ Saloon, smellin’ just’ like Murphy’s’ spittoon. AContinue reading “Little Town Blues”
Blessed
I have to profess, I’ve mostly been blest, and I will confess, to none of the rest. Been warmed by the sun where the eagles fly, and marveled at the azure blue sky. Been soothed by the colors of the sunset, gambled in Vegas and lost my last bet. BeenContinue reading “Blessed”
Deadfall
I grew up in Glasgow, Montana. During world War II, Glasgow was the site of a satellite B-17 bomber training base. When they left, it became Glasgow’s airport. My parents used to talk about the days when the young pilots would buzz the Nurses who lived in the Nurses Home across the street from us.Continue reading “Deadfall”
Three Crosses
Three Crosses sit on top of a hill, standing silent, empty and still, those Crosses will your fate fulfill, you may pick one, if you will. I might be mistaken, but the center one’s taken, For one thief to awaken, while one thief is forsaken. But one of the two, is waiting for you, ‘cuzContinue reading “Three Crosses”
B.B. “Boen” DeLay
Boen DeLay walked into his Homestead on the Missouri River. He and his cousins John and Jay Cochran had come to Miles City in 1912 but found no desirable land available. They decided to look farther north. John said, “If we go anywhere else, we’ll have to walk.” Boen replied, “I will if you will!”Continue reading “B.B. “Boen” DeLay”
Christmas Blues (1999)
Another year is drawin’ down, sittin’ in this one-horse town. The gold that glittered long ago, went somewhere that we can’t go. There;s been trouble, strife and pain, enough to make us all complain. Lost some ones that we held dear, will those dark clouds ever clear? Lost my hair and hit a cow, toContinue reading “Christmas Blues (1999)”
Is the Anecdote the Antidote?
(Making Informed Health Decisions) Humans make life-sustaining decisions based on whatever information is available to them at the time. Sometimes our information is anecdotal. Jill jumped out of an airplane without a parachute. In light of her tragic end perhaps the rest of us should don a chute before we launch ourselves into eternity. SeemsContinue reading “Is the Anecdote the Antidote?”
Bucha
Bloody teardrops, melting snow, first reports filled with woe. And though we saw it all before, now there comes another war. A four-year-old not full of dread, that four-year-old is simply dead. The victims lie upon the street, no mercy left and no retreat. In a yard, a makeshift grave, proof that evil is notContinue reading “Bucha”
Joe Cosley
The Snowshoe Panther Holed up in the mountains, livin’ off the land, trappin’ Belly River, though mostly it was banned. From Glacier up to Waterton, he’d find a beaver run, he’d skin ‘em out and sell em’, then head to town for fun. Dancin’ through the night, swing them gals just right, drink ‘til mornin;Continue reading “Joe Cosley”
