Howdy Folks… It’s Wednesday in Playfair – and time to check in with Oil-Driller, Billy-Bob.
The report from Billy – fortunately or unfortunately from one viewpoint or another -- isn’t really sterling. He’s had his problems – multiple ones in fact. But you’ll get all caught up on that when you read the script below or listen to the audio track.
For a while I tried recording out in the “oil field” of Billy’s back 40…where he had parked his home-made oil rig, one-lung engine and a pile of pipe…. But unfortunately he started drilling before he started calling – and he got too near the road….and the rest is history – which you’ll hear related in 60 seconds on the program.
It’s always fun to have the group from Playfair around. They are curious, industrious and energetic – almost none of which I’m adept in. So I keep my finger in the pie, so to speak, by associating with these – My people. My father and both grandfathers were cotton farmers… sort of semi-successful I suppose. But successful enough to have reasonably large family on my mother’s side and Dad had an older and younger sister. Is that a charmed life – or does it just require charm to get through it.
I don’t recall that Dad was highly humorous. He did laugh and was not morose. But neither did he fulfill the roles of class clown (I think) or neighborhood prankster. He really was a frustrated farmer. He took his degree from
Today we hear that Billy-bob apparently missed his – but he seems to be humbled about it – which helps Billy get his sights recalibrated from time to time – and that makes him easier to get along with.
Hope you enjoy yourself in the oil – patch this day.
Cordially, IN HIM
Jack
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“JUST A MINUTE”
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Jack: JUST A MINUTE Billy-bob – how’s the oil drilling going?
BB: I’d jist soon youi didn’t ast…
Homer: He hit th’ telephone cable…
MizP: Knocked my computer clean off’n th’ line…
BB: I already ‘poligized fer tha-ut Miz Pearl.
MizP: Ah know you din’t mean ta' do hit’, Beelie.
BB: I shore din’t – specsulie whut a’m a-gonna haf ta' pay th phone compny.
Jack: I know a lot of people were rootin’ for you.
BB: They wuz… an ah’m jist sorry ah let ‘em down.
MizP: Well don’t feel bad Beelie… I’s crochetin’ a pair of mittins fowah you.
BB: Mittins? Whut am I a-goin’ ta' do wif mittins in August?
Homer: Hole on to ‘em ‘till December…
MizP: An you could at leas say you’s grateful…
BB: Yeah … well I am sorry Miz Pearl. That wuz a mity un-thoughty thought I let fly there.
MizP: Oh … nothin’s broke.
Homer: Ceptin’ th’ tower he was a-drillin wif … hit’s ‘bout turned over…
BB: Oh… hit sorta capsized….
Jack: Capsized?
BB: Yeah … rite after th fire started…
Jack: Fire?
Homer: Hit started rite up when he hit th’ natchurl gas line.
Jack: Gas line?
BB: Ah was a-tryin’ awful hard ta' miss th’ phone line an I got over too far…
MizP: So we’s takin’ up a c’lection ta' hep him – keer ta' contribute?
Jack: How close are you?
Homer: Ah … $13.73 so fer but we ain’t reached verboddy yet.
Jack: OK -- <> I’m
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