The mind runs on some

This has been a long day and I look forward to going home and rolling pennies.

A new "Burn Notice" will play at 10:00 o'clock tonight. I look forward to that.

I need to get the prescription filled on my high blood pressure pills. I need this!

All of the closings for tomorrow have been postponed until next week.

I need to contact Walker Chandler (the old Wahoo) and see if I can look at his books.

I am looking forward to this weekend and our trip to Clinton, SC. Maybe my daughter will talk to me about something other than more money in her account.

My office is a mess but I feel like I accomplished something today. I hope that that big check rolls in here tomorrow or soon.

I would like to have a nice meal tonight. I am very hungry and my head is aching from my blood pressure.

I would like to go see '3:10 to Yuma'. I am also looking forward to the new Brad Pitt movie about Jesse James. I can't help it; I like Westerns.

Is a movie about Jesse James technically a western? Missouri definitely has identity problems. And I thought Kentucky was bad.

I would like to travel through Missouri. I would like to see the Cardinals in St. Louis and eat barbecue in Kansas City and see Brewer & Shipley at that resort hotel near the Ozarks. I think I would like to have visited the Ozarks before the Branson phenomenon began. I've seen Pigeon Forge and Gatlinburg and Helen.

Why is it that we continue to allow the Disneyification of America?

I think the Disney phenomena began with the spread of Western Europeans into the Americas. We all want our little gardens and paradises.

But we live in a fallen world. Disney is only a part of that fall.

The Rat! The Rat! The little, white-gloved, smiling, squeaky-voiced, dog-owning, friend of ducks and dogs and other rats, (dare I say it?) Rat-lover Rat!

I always enjoyed the more literary or historical productions of Disney. No rats, unless they had a part in the plot.

Now, Steamboat Willie is another matter. I liked his thin little legs and his dancing moves. Now Steamboat Willie is an antique.

Donald Duck was good. He apparently was in the Navy, or some navy. He always wore the uniform. Or at least the upper half. He had a temper, too.

When you start thinking about the evolution of this stuff, do you wonder why Donald never wore pants? Popeye was apparently a sailor, and he wore pants. My uncle was in the Navy (our Navy) and he always wore pants of some sort. There were times when he didn't wear a shirt. But he was a character a lot of the times.

Pants are very important in the Navy. They have their own styles that you don't see anywhere else: bell-bottoms, button-placketed, blue wool flannel in the Winter and white cotton duck in the Summer. Where is the line of demarcation? What do they wear in the Spring and Fall? The football team wears gold pants and helmets. That's in the Fall. What about the Spring?

I'd like to go swimming but it is now too cool and all of the pools are closed. I let that slip away with the summer months.

I did eat my peaches though.