Wednesday Funday

First a clever meme!

Meme showing old man on bow of a wooden ship. Animals on the ground facing a ladder into the ship. Man says, "Now listen up! We're going to do this alphabetically." Zebras think, "Damn!"

This post was prepared on Monday and then I was offline for most of the rest of the week. My daughter-in-law was coming for a visit and to help me with some things, so I tried to get most of my office work done before she arrived. Looking forward to a week of girl stuff and some art stuff.

Recovery is slow, but I’m still making progress, which is much better than going backwards. Thankfully, I’ll be getting to the point soon of being totally able to take care of chores and shopping. Once that happens, I’ll be rockin’ along on this new hip.

Once more, I’m so thankful that my friend, Slim Randles, shares his fun columns with us. You never know what to expect when good ol’ Windy Wilson joins the crew at the Mule Barn Truck Stop, and he didn’t disappoint this time. Enjoy!!

Here he came, Windy Wilson himself. Marched right up to the official round table of the World Dilemma Think Tank at the Mule Barn coffee shop. Windy whipped off his beat-up old Stetson, grinned and bowed to us there as is fitting to the membership of the Supreme Court of Dang Near Everything.

“May I kindly join you, compadres?” Windy said.

Steve pointed to several empty chairs and Windy homesteaded on one in particular. He seated himself as though he were surrounded by servants and looked … regal.

That ain’t easy for an over-the-hill cowboy camp cook, either.

We looked at each other and grinned. We’re in for it this morning. But ol’ Windy wasn’t ready to spill the beans. He was waiting for one of us.

To do what?

Loretta came by with more coffee and topped off our tanks. “Hey Windy,” she said, “Haven’t seen you in a while. Hear you’ve got a new hobby.”

She smiled and left.

“New hobby?” said Dud. “Okay, spill it old timer.”

“Aw, jest got tired of my own cookin’ and thought I’d get better acquainted with Mame the Dame Dilworth. So I’m practicin’. Thass all.”


“Thas right, Doc. I’m sure you know how it is with single women. They want a guy who’s suffistimacated and knows lotsa stuff. So I been practicin.’ You know, borryin’ from dead smart guys who wrote stuff a long time ago and they don’t mind if I use it, cuz they’re dead.

I did mention on that, right?”

“Yes you did,” said Doc. “So give us some of that. Let ‘s see how you’re doing.”

Windy stood, grinned, and waved to the half-vast coffee-swilling audience in the room.

“Friends, roommates, countrymen … lend me your ears! Never in the course of human events has so many owed so much to so few.

“I’ve come to bury Caesar, not to raise him. The good a man does lives on, while the bad is oft interrupted by the bones.”

We were stunned. Finally, Doc broke the silence. “Windy, the only thing you need to improve that is a new hat.”

“What if I jest brushed out this ‘un?”

“Good start, Windy. Good start.”


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Banner with Home Country written on it. Old red pickup on the left and headshot of Slim Randles on the right. He's smiling and wearing a white cowboy hat.

Check out all of Slim’s award-winning books at his Goodreads Page and in better bookstores and bunkhouses throughout the free world.

All of the posts here are from his syndicated column, Home Country that is read in hundreds of newspapers across the country. I am always happy to have him share his wit and wisdom here.

Slim Randles is a veteran newspaperman, hunting guide, cowboy and dog musher. He was a feature writer and columnist for The Anchorage Daily News for 10 years and guided hunters in the Alaska Range and the Talkeetna Mountains. A resident of New Mexico now for more than 30 years, Randles is the prize-winning author of a dozen books, and is host of two podcasts and a television program.

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