CHRONICLE # 29

HOWARD’S DAILY CHRONICLE

NUMBER 29 VOL 3

OCTOBER 29^TH 2007

WEATHER; A REPEAT OF YESTERDAY, COOL, LOW HUMIDITY, 74 DEGREES

GOT UP TO THE SOUND OF HEAVY EQUIPMENT WORKING AND SURE ENOUGH THE PRECIENT HAD ITS PEOPLE DOWN TEARING UP OUR ROAD, THEY’RE PUTTING IN NEW HORNS (LARGE 3FT. IN DIAMETER CORRIGATED PIPES TO YOU CITY DWELLERS) AND FILLING IN WHERE IT WAS WASHED OUT. WE HAD DUMP TRUCKS TURNING AROUND IN OUR DRIVEWAY MOST OF THE AFTERNOON. THEY HAD TO COME IN THROUGH THE PEANUT FIELD TO GET ON THIS SIDE OF THE WORK FROM THE LOOKS ON THE DRIVERS FACES, SHEAR PANIC KNOWING THEY HAD TO GO OUT THE SAME WAY!

IF WE NEED TO GO OUT WE’LL HAVE TO USE THE PEANUT FIELD ROAD ALSO SO I GUESS WE’LL STAY HOME TILL THEY GET IT DONE, TOMORROW WE HOPE.

MOM AND I PUT UP TWO POST ON THE DECK, ONE TO SUPPORT THE TOP AT THE SOUTH END AND THE OTHER TO MOUNT ONE SECTION OF THE FENCE WE GOT. TOMORROW WE’LL TRY TO PUT UP THE FIRST SECTION OF FENCE TO LEARN HOW IT’S DONE AND THEN WE’LL DO THE REST. THEN THE ELECTRIC AND SOUND BOXES.

GOT A CALL FROM OUT DAUGHTER-IN-LAW, JACQUE, DAN’S WIFE TODAY. SHE’S DOING JUST FINE AND IS STARTING TO ACCEPT THE FACT THAT LIFE MUST GO ON! SHE REALLY TOOK DAN’S DEATH BAD, THEY WERE SO CLOSE AND WE’RE SURE SHE’LL MISS HIM FOR QUITE A WHILE! BUT SHE HAS PEGGY THERE AND I’M SURE PEGGY  HELPS HER ALL SHE CAN BUT JACQUE HAS GOT TO START DOING FOR HERSELF WHICH IS WHAT SHE’S DOING NOW!

NOT A VERY GOOD NEWS DAY SO I FILLED IN WITH SOME OF THE THINGS WE’RE DOING TO STAY OUT OF TROUBLE AS IF WE CAN GET IN ANY REAL BAD TROUBLE AT OUR AGE! I KNOW HONEY, SPEAK FOR MYSELF RIGHT?

THAT’S “30” FOR THIS ISSUE.

HOWARD

JOKE;

AFTER BEING IN PRISON FOR 50 YEARS AND TRAINING A LITTLE ANT TO DO ALL SORTS OF TRICKS HE IS RELEASED! WHEN HE GETS TO THE TOWN HE WANTS TO STAY IN HE GETS A ROOM AND HEADS FOR THE PUB ON THE CORNER, HE WALKS IN WITH THE LITTLE ANT IN A MATCH BOX AND SET DOWN AT THE BAR, HE TAKES THE ANT OUT AND HAS IT SETTING UP ON THE BAR HOPING TO MAKE IT DO ALL THE TRICKS HE TAUGHT IT FOR DRINKS. THE BARTENDER COMES OVER AND ASK IF HE CAN HELP HIM? THE GUY SAYS YES AND POINTS TO THE ANT, SEE THAT ANT AND BEFORE HE CAN ASK THE BARTENDER IF HE CAN MAKE THE ANT DO TRICKS WOULD HE GIVE HIM A FEW DRINKS THE BARTENDER TAKES HIS THUMB AND KILLS THE ANT AND SAYS, YEAH, I CAN’T GET RID OF THOSE DAMN