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I have been away for a while.  I just needed to get away from the stresses and business of my small rural town.  I know that may not make sense to some of you, but it’s true.  My tiny hamlet is too urban for me and I needed to get away- far away- where the cares cannot reach me and neither can cell service or the nearly ubiquitous internet.

I find it exhilarating to be where there is nothing.

My little town, the place I proudly call home, is a small rural country town, and though sorely lacking in creature comforts some of you may be used to (police, fire departments, mass transportation, stores, ect) it has its perks.

For an example, our town leaders are still carrying-on a long town tradition of treating every tax dollar as if it was coming out of their own pockets (we miss you Charley.)

Despite this picture I have been painting for you, my town is changing.  Farms are still the main feature of our landscape, but not in the same way it always had been.  Family owned working farms are withering away, replaced by “preserved” farmland.  There are new homes in the downtown area, two tiny developments to be exact.  I do not bemoan this.  The homes are large and look good raising the average home value in the area, the people are generally pleasant hard-working families on top of this, they are tax paying members of the community, they are adding income to the township while not costing much.

That is part of the job of our township leaders- to balance the income and expenses, knowing that money is a real thing, with a real limit.

Allow me to give you another example of living in a small town.  In order to save money (our money as taxpayers) some people offer to donate their skills, time, and equipment to help the town complete projects or make general repairs. Neat, huh?  Now the problem that has been arising is that some people don’t like living in our tiny town.  Some people don’t want to live like a small town does, they want to act like an urban area.  Take, for example, the example above.  Imagine, if you will, someone offering to use a specific, expensive skill and donate the use of an expensive machine at little to no cost to the town.  I know that sounds impossible, but it gets stranger.  Someone in that town starts trouble over it- this person tweaks out stating that the town should have requested, taken, and reviewed bids while FULLY KNOWING that no one could be cheaper than free, but still wasting everyone’s time and everyone’s money for the mere appearance of being official.  Yes, because every farmer knows a cow that looks good is better than one that produces better…  are you ready for the next part?  After that, this person wants to waste more time and money investigating whether or not the township can accept donations and whether a person can donate, and whether free is greater than or less than then the several thousand dollar threshold for mandatory bid requests.  Stupid, right?

That is why I love to get away to where there is less.  Where the farms are all working farms, where technology is years behind and the housing market bust didn’t touch them.  But alas, this great place is changing too.  The picture you see is of the energy generating windmill nearby.  See, the farms there are changing from working farms to green energy farms, specifically wind farms (not that I am against wind power, and I am stating this directly because I do not want to be misquoted by a certain moron as saying I am against wind power.)  To the best of my knowledge, there are 199 of those windmills on that plateau. I have no idea how many working farms, if any, where sacrificed on the altar of alternative fabricated energy production, but now is the time to blend the two points in this pointless blog.

In my home town there is a person who seemingly cannot understand anything, really anything, and who constantly complains about everything, really everything.

One thing in particular is the town’s new ordinance regarding solar power.  The clueless resident takes issue with it because of its timing (she states solar has been around for years but only now is the town attempting to regulate it- to which the obvious response is that there have been guide-rails for years but we have no ordinance regarding their use as a lover or a meal- mostly because it has yet to be an issue.  Her second contention is that the amount of solar panels is being limited to a small overage to the expected normal use.  The obvious intent of the ordinance is to prevent our farms (and homes) from turning into solar farms, but, as previously stated, this person is incapable of understanding anything.

I guess there is no place left for a rural boy like me.

PS: if you would like a glimpse into the stupidity mentioned, feel free to read this crap.

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Untitled and Uninspired

Sorry, I’ve been both busy and tired these last couple of days. It seems the muse of amusement has temporarily left me without the energy level to express myself or the guidance to attain the level I require of my musings.

The days have been kinder to me then the last time I wrote you, see here, if you don’t know and wish to.  Still, I have been so lethargic as of late and can’t seem to muster the energy to sit and write, which is why I have taken to writing in bed without putting forth the effort into proof reading (hence the unusually inordinate amount of errors).

Because this blog is as pointless as the eraser end of a broken pencil, I am of the opinion that I should end this charade of story before I start delving into my personal fantasies that involve eight foot tall midgets wearing orange leotards (or are they unitards?) And because, in this blog, my opinion is the only one that counts…

Good night cruel world.

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