Home Country Slim Randles Emily,” Dewey said, “I have a confession to make to you. I don’t have a neurotic fascination with manure.” You don’t?” “No.” He kissed her again and they both smiled. “It’s my business. I supply fertilizer to people’s gardens. That’s what I do. When I told you I was in manure, […]
Home Country Slim Randles It was one of those blissful spring evenings when everything works out just right. Walking head-on to each other were two couples: Randy and Katie holding hands and moving east, and Dewey and Emily walking closely without actually touching, moving west. All four were smiling. There’s a magic about a spring […]
Home Country Slim Randles Down at the sale barn Saturday, the think tank had coagulated there with coffees to go to celebrate spring. Doc and Dud had their dogs with them, while Bert and Dewey and Steve went stag. Dud tried to start a conversation, but the loudspeaker soon drove them outside, where they arrayed themselves […]
Home Country Slim Randles Some of us live nicely without utilities and I’ve even heard of a teenager somewhere who doesn’t have a cell phone. But for Alphonse “Windy” Wilson, it’s quite impossible to live without an audience. There’s more than one benefit to being in that audience when Windy gets cranked up, too, because […]
Home Country Slim Randles It was on the fourth date … er, we mean interview, of course … that Dewey brought Emily home to meet the folks. Home, naturally, was the Mule Barn truck stop – home of the world dilemma think tank — and the folks — it goes without saying — are us. When they […]
By Slim Randles “Good morning, boys!” said Delbert McLain, glad-handing the regular members of the world-dilemma think tank at the Mule Barn truck stop’s philosophy counter. “I need your advice.” Well, when the director (make that “sole employee”) of our local Chamber of Commerce needs advice from the best minds in the county, he’d naturally […]
“Good morning, boys!” said Delbert McLain, glad-handing the regular members of the world-dilemma think tank at the Mule Barn truck stop’s philosophy counter. “I need your advice.” Well, when the director (make that “sole employee”) of our local Chamber of Commerce needs advice from the best minds in the county, he’d naturally show up here […]
Mrs. Doc watched the dancers swirl around the cleared hardwood floor of the Legion hall, and smiled to see her husband, Doc, waltzing with Ardis Fisher. But Mrs. Doc was never one to sit out a waltz, so she looked around at the menu. Over in the corner, smiling and tapping his foot, was Pop Walker. […]