Coffee Percs

  "They'd probably have coffee, chew the fat a little and then hit the sack, for they were a tired lot."
          --Louis L'Amour

   Come in, come in, the coffee is hot and ready to pour.  Sit yourself down I know those legs of yours must be tired and weary.  Better drink up, there's a norther coming our way. 
     Speaking of tired and weary, it's not only the legs, but the mind.  Ol' Gene used to sing, "Wearisome mind, I'm blue..."  'Course he was singing about the lost love that brought about the blues, but that isn't what wearies my mind at times.  I look around and I just don't savvy much of what is going on any longer.  Know what?  I'm not sure I really want to try and figure it out either. 
     Blame it on the Beatles!  I remember when they were coming to Denver.  I was with Grandpa, Dad, and my uncle James, along with cousins and we were heading for the mountains--Gunnison area.  The people were already walking along the road to Red Rocks and Grandpa hollered out the window, "The Beatles are gone."  Almost made a couple cry.  Guess it was part of the time, but things sure began to change, and look at where we are now.
    Heard Panetta telling us that Israel is going to attack Iran in the next few months.  Now, ain't that a fine thing to do, give warning to our enemy to gear up?  Then I read where college students now say that same sex marriage is alright (71% on this survey).  Crazy!  Add to that the stuff happening at Vanderbilt where the atheists want to lead the Christian prayer meeting.  I like what one broadcaster said, "What will they say?"  And that General Boykin was asked not to speak at a Christian prayer breakfast at West Point because the atheists and Muslims didn't think he was "kosher." 
     Put on top of that all of the junk that is happening around us.  I had to get onto a kid yesterday for I feared he was going to lose his britches he had them hanging so low, and I sure didn't want to see his underwear any longer.  My land, try to imagine what will come along next.  That's why I keep telling ya to check your cinch and oil your gun.  Never know if a wolf or some other varmint might show up on your doorstep. 
     Sorry for all the spewing, and I'll have another cup, just to shut my mouth before I get into too much trouble.  All I can say is, as you travel the trail, you better be more alert now than ever.
                                                                     Ira