AH B'LEVE HIT'S HOTTER'N *TWO* FIRE CRACKERS OUT 'CHERE T'DAY

And it is!  No question about it. As we mentioned in the earlier promotion for today –

 

Here’s what I found out from the “Wiki” encyclopedia…. The reason it is called the “dog” days is because it was believed this time of year was connected to Sirius, the brightest star in the nighttime sky.

 

It was also believed this stars’ rise brought forth not only heat but it also made men weak.

 

The Greek word for Sirius, “Seirios” they say translates “scorcher.” This Sirios star is prominent in the Canis Major constellation, Greater Dog or Large Dog – and that’s where we get the “Dog” in “Dog Days.”

 

Where do we get the heat from?  I guess they just ship it up here from Antarctica.  That leaves them with a whale of a lot of ice, snow and Penguins during the long, cold night of midsummer in the northern hemisphere and midwinter in the southern hemisphere. It’s something to think about on a HOT summer day in South Carolina.

 

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There’s plenty of heat and not so much light going on under the Capitol Dome.

 

Everybody’s got a plan – but once you bring your plan to the floor and it begins to be chewed upon and sawed in two and put back in a different shape. 

 

Let us just say it gets a different shape…  It’s hard to control. That’s why legislating isn’t the easiest job in the world… some do it a LOT better than others.

 

There’s a lot to be accomplished when legislation comes to the floor like this – everybody’s liable to be a little or a lot disappointed.

 

John Paul Jones said – “Don’t give up the ship.”  A great motto.

 

Cordially, IN HIM

Jack

 

                                                             “JUST A MINUTE”

AH B’LEVE HIT’S HOTTER’N TWO FIRE CRACKERS OUT ‘CHERE T’DAY

BB: Just a Minute: Mr. Jack – There ain’t no more room fer the plans on th planet.

Jack: What plans lly-bob?

MizP: He’s tawkin’ ‘bout all the spendin’ reducin’ plans. Rite Mr. Beelie?

BB: Perzakly rite Miz Pearl – They’s more plans than gnats in th’ Sprangtime.

Homer:Evun th’ six-pack come back ta town.

Jack: I think you meant the ‘gang of six.’

BB: Yeah – that docter feller from Oaklahoma – he’s back with a book.

Homer: He calls hit a Book in the Black.

BB: Sumpin’ like th-ut… but they ain’t got much time.

MizP: Rround here in th ‘Bait Shop an Sushi Bar they say time’s a-runnin out.

BB: Ah b’leve hit’s supposed ta be th’ secund of August.

Homer: At’s jist thas two weeks frum yestiddy… 

BB: My Daddy said he cud plow th’ whole farm with one mule in one week.

MizP: At would be a mitiey tired mule.

Homer: You‘d be rite about tha-ut Miz Pearl…

Pearl:  In this kinder hot weather… I uster hate to see th mules git s’thirsty.

BB: An tired… – Miz Pearl… but Daddy wanted ‘em ta have water… at was my job.

MizP: You’d have ta go back ta th’ well an fetch th’ water?

BB: Yeah – Daddy had hot water tank laid over and cut like a long trough.

MizP: An they drank out’n tha-ut?

BB: Rite Miz Pearl – me carryin’ two buckets of water back to th field… Ah don’t know…

Homer: Don’t know whut Mr. Bill…?

BB: Well… I’ze jist a little feller see… an carrin’ TWO  buckets from th’ well to th’ north

MizP: How fer Mr. Beelie…?

BB: We pumped th’ water up th’ well – an then carry hit to th’ north 40…

Homer: This tim-a year – at summer sun kin shore shine down. 

Jack: Right Homer… we’ll just have to mop our brow and come back next week.

<> I’m Jack Buttram. (END)

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