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Berlin Brats BASH at the Beach   Leave a comment

I’m trying to get a feel for who is interested in a mini meet Myrtle Beach.  I’ve scouted a couple of places in the local area and I’d like to get an idea of what weekend would be good and what ya’ll are interested in.

The first location is a chain with some excellent award winning craft biers Gordon Biersch . The menu looks to be tasty bar food.  We have the ability to reserve some room if we can get enough visitors.

The second choice is a more traditional Old World Restaurant that has recently opened in a new location. Cafe Old Vienna has all the old classics and boasts of a cozy bier-garden.

Those headed to the bigger reunion in April might not have the time for a visit to the Grand Strand, however my weekends are clear. Please take a gander and let me know in the comments which restaurant you prefer and which of the following dates is the best:

March 11th, March 18th, March 25th or April 1st

Bill

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Posted March 4, 2017 by Balvah in Uncategorized

My Blog is Like My Garden   6 comments

Dear BJ,

I have been thinking about this blog a lot lately.  That’s it, just thinking no writing.  Today I came to the conclusion that my blog reflects my life quite well.

I find that it’s like the garden I want to grow every year.  In the Spring I get excited and want to plant some seeds and make something grow.   Then the  anticipation as you wait for the seeds to sprout. Finally, the magic of a seedling emerging and starting to grow.

Garden/Allotment

Garden/Allotment (Photo credit: tricky (rick harrison))

That all happened this past spring.  I got a pack of old postcards and the idea for a blog sprouted.  It grew slowly and thrived as long as I paid attention and nurtured it.  Then one day I stopped paying attention to my blog.

There are a hundred excuses,  It got hot, the pool was open, wanted to take the Granddaughters to the park…you get the picture.  My garden withered and in the meantime I succumbed to a known time killer.  It was like spraying the garden with round up.

I started leveling a character in World of Warcraft.  I know, 55 years old and playing video games.  What am I thinking.   Just like the garden and my blog though, my character has grown and is almost at the top level and I am losing interest.

"World of Warcraft: The Burning Crusade&q...

“World of Warcraft: The Burning Crusade” cover art (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The conclusions are obvious.  I enjoy starting things but my interest wanes when it comes time to nurture them.  This is an issue that I will have  to work pretty soon.  Once I finish reading some more blogs, burning my CD’s to my computer and what ever else pops up before my next post.

Same as always,

Bill

Posted October 13, 2013 by Balvah in Notes, Uncategorized

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Iwo Jima   13 comments

Dear BJ,

Joe Rosenthal’s iconic image of United States Marines raising America’s standard above Mount Suribachi came to me as inspiration for this weeks Trifextra: Week Eighty  Four writing challenge.  This weekend we’re asking for 30 of your own words plus the three following words for a total of 33 words  (Tether, Loft, Crown.)

As the debate for action reverberates through our country and the around world I think often of those called to duty.  Please remember their sacrifice as we decide on how to respond.

Yours Sincerely,

Bill

P.S.  Headrer photo credit: Wikimedia Commons

P.P.S.  Trifecta

Heroism illustrated indelibly

by an artist’s sage eye

captured  superlatively

 in a moment’s beam of light

Old Glory furled loft on short tether

make shift pole thrust proudly into volcano’s crown

Semper fidelis

Iwo Jima flag

Iwo Jima flag (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Posted September 7, 2013 by Balvah in Postcards, Trifecta

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What, Another Move   20 comments

Dear BJ,

If I count right I attended 7 different schools.  My brothers and sisters experienced the same amount or more.  Thank goodness there were enough of us to band together and survive.  You come to mind because we got to visit during the move. My first Haiku for Trifextra: Week Eighty Three.

This weekend we’re asking you to harken back to your grade school days and write a haiku.  No word restrictions, just stick to the structure as defined below.

HAIKU (noun) : an unrhymed verse form of Japanese origin having three lines containing usually five, seven, and five syllables respectively

 

End of Summer – move

Try to fit in with the crowd

Adapt assimilate

Students from Hand in Hand's Galilee School

Students from Hand in Hand’s Galilee School (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Posted August 31, 2013 by Balvah in Trifecta

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Missing Treasue   17 comments

30 words plus stage, water and ring for the  Trifextra: Week Seventy-Seven writing challenge.

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My wife was frantic at this stage.

I’d searched the water at the deep end of the pool.

Then the frog started peep peeping by the lounge chair, right next to the ring.

Posted July 20, 2013 by Balvah in Trifecta

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Prince Polo of the Wild Frontier.   3 comments

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My pup always amazes me and I feel grateful for his company.

He always shares his walks with me and it’s the time that I really get to connect with the beautiful things in life.

In the morning it’s the squirrels picking through the left over bird seed.

Or it could be the tracks and scent of the black cat that lives in the shadows of our neighborhood that he follows tirelessly.

Perhaps it’s the fact that he always finds something to proudly bring home; an empty energy drink can, or a dropped notice at the mailbox, even an empty plastic bag covered in dried grass clippings.

In the evening it’s the setting sun and the sky filled with swallows and bats flitting though the air searching endlessly for insects.

At the end of the day in the early morning hours there is always the moon and the stars and the lights that glide effortlessly through the sky towards somewhere unnamed.

I think what I like best though is the look on his face when he finally subdues a cricket or any of the other strange bugs that he likes to toy with and snack on.

Thanks Prince Polo this post is for you.

Posted July 18, 2013 by Balvah in Notes

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Yep that’s it, Trifecta: Week Eighty-Six.   12 comments

Dear BJ

Here is another entry for the Trifecta Writing Challenge.  Week Eighty Six .  The rules are clear and the writing a challenge.   33-333 words on the third definition of CRACK from the Merriam Websters Online Dictionary.   I hope you enjoy.

Your Nephew,

Bill

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I wasn’t really sure at first and that really bugged me.  You know how something gets in your head, worms it’s way inside and runs until that’s all you can think about. That’s what happened to me.  I first suspected it almost a year ago, then my shift changed.  Because of the shift change there was no need to explore it and I didn’t think about it until about two months ago.  I went back on the noon to midnight shift and the same thing again.  No, I said to myself it can’t be and I will prove it. It happened again though.  There was no clear explanation.  Nothing made sense, nothing added up.  I figured it out last night though.  Yep, that’s it I thought to myself when it happened again.  You’ll never guess.  There is a crack in time that I get lost in.  It happens between 0015 and 0018 hours in the morning.  I checked, I wrote it in a notebook, I kept track of it.  I leave Conway where I work at midnight and if the lights are right I pass through Red Hill and University on my way to Socastee and I will skip through to Big Block junction.  The same thing happens every time.  It’s like I blink and I’m at the light by Putter’s Pub. What scares the hell out of me is the high rise bridge over the inter coastal waterway in Socastee.  It’s a four lane bridge with a two yard median and no extra room on the side to pull over. You have to pay attention even during the daytime because it’s tight. I can never remember going over it coming home from work.  Now that I know what’s happening, I will figure out how it works. That’s the real trick, to figure out magic reason that time opens up for a few minutes and simply slips away.

South Carolina Highway 544 going over the Intr...

South Carolina Highway 544 going over the Intracoastal Waterway in Socastee (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Posted July 18, 2013 by Balvah in Trifecta, Uncategorized

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