Sunday, October 06, 2019


Well, “hear I sot” close to supper time, a ramblin’ on, as usual! Howdy, to all my “millions” of readers, who gave up the “Farcebook” scam to join me here!

I DO NOT want to “hit a lick” in work-a-day world tomorrow, but how many of us, honestly, do?

10/1/19 was the usual after work-a-day monthly chiropractor, which followed monthly deep tissue massage, on 9/28/19 Saturday. Maybe I’m making s-l-o-w progress. We’ll see.

10/5/19, Saturday: what do you know? I may have forced the Interweb banking two accounts to talk to each other and to take/send the green stuff when I tell them to! It’s a win for me, so far! Also, I vmailed my youngest brother, in Russian, on his landline twice and cell phone once. No reply yet. I assume that his family and he are plinking and plunking along okay. (I’m 1.25 hrs. way, too far to know.) Oh, how ‘bout my ‘Dawgs’! We beat them thar “Vowels” into the ground on their home field! Urah! ‘Dawgs’, you might want to start full speed, even if a nobody opponent, in the future. You’ve done the same twice now. Get serious! (I have to tell my ‘Dawgs’ a thing or two also!) Lastly, well, what do you know? We had a bit of thunder and some rain over night. Is fall coming? We’ll see. You know, we broke heat records, from 1884, lately. Papaw Ferrell was four years old then. I wonder what he did to cause “global climate change” back then? Ha! I NEED cool, fall weather, to hike!

10/6/19, Sunday: since yesterday, I’ve tried to impose myself into an upcoming debate, regarding Christ’s second coming. (See my 10/5/19 post.) Some people just have too much free time on their hands! Ha! Come soon, LORD, come soon! I took me a good Epson salts soak this morning, just “for fun!” One of these days, maybe, my muscles and various muscular tissues will quit their pulling and tugging and leave me alone! Otherwise, I endure, day by day! Let’s hike a ridge! It ain’t fun, moving about as a fine tuned racecar, but with a busted up suspension, daily. I suppose that I will keep doing so, until I die or the LORD returns. Return, LORD; return soon!

Hey, Mrs. Appalachian Irishman, I’m gettin’ hungry! When’s vitals? Ha! Y’all keep turnin’ right and goin’ straight out there, ya hear?

Saturday, October 05, 2019


On 10/5/19, Saturday, the Appalachian Irishman, very bravely, made a rare venture into his Spam “Farcebook” account. After ignoring all the reposts of posts, strange third party reposts, advertisements, marketplace buy advertisements, and “friend” recommendations, he found a post by a man, with whom he had attended Tennessee Bible College (my one year only, in fall of 1983 to spring of 1984).

It appears that this man will debate another man on 10/11-12/19, regarding “the second and final coming of Christ took place in the fall of Jerusalem in 70 AD” or “is yet future.”

Hum. Interesting. Let me see. I just re-read, for who knows how many times now, 1 Corinthians chapter 15, the full chapter. (Of course, there are many other texts, but this one is sufficient.) Here is one section from that entire chapter:

     For as in Adam all die, so in Christ all will be
     made alive. But each in turn: Christ, the
     firstfruits; then, when he comes, those who
     belong to him. Then the end will come, when
     he hands over the kingdom to God the
     Father after he has destroyed all dominion,
     authority and power. For he must reign until
     he has put all his enemies under his feet.
     The last enemy to be destroyed is death.

I win! The second coming of Christ is future – unless any of y’all have seen the visible return of Christ in the clouds (from another scripture text that anyone knows or can find easily), the resurrection of ALL the dead, and the “blink of an eye” transformation of ALL the still living at his return! Oh, by the way, aren’t people still dying every day? Ha!

Let’s see. Mom, Dad, both sets of my grandparents, my uncle Bobby, all my aunts and uncles, my mother-in-law, and many, many others have their physical remains in their graves. I’m still standing here. I ain’t breathing hard. I have NOT been, “in the twinkling of an eye,” transformed yet. (I certainly would enjoy that transformation, since my “bionic” body parts are “talking to me” today! Ha!)

Therefore, do you see how easy it was for me to win this future debate in the present? Ha! Oh, wasn’t time supposed to have ended at Christ’s second coming? I digress, of course!

Y’all have fun out there, and keep turning right and going straight!