Wednesday, April 27, 2016

SHE'LL BE COMING ROUND THE MOUNTAIN, BUT WHO CARES?

The gg grew up with trains.  Trains were a part of my daily life.   Our house was only a short distance from the railroad tracks where at least 7 or 8 trains would come through town every day.  I would ride my bike down to the tracks and wait for the train to come through.  It was a sheer delight every time I saw  the old coal-fired locomotive pulling the cars.  And it was such a comfort to see the always reliable caboose at the tail end of every train.    I would  wave at the brakeman on the back porch of the caboose and if he saw me he would wave back.  One day the railroad company decided it no longer needed a brakeman on its train and hence there was no longer a need for a caboose.  It was sad enough when the locomotive was replaced by the sleek new diesels.  But not nearly as sad as losing the caboose.  Today’s trains make the gg very grouchy.  I no longer get exicited when I see one; in fact, I’m likely to curse whenever I get held up by one.  I wonder if a train without a caboose is really a train at all?  Is a sentence without a period really a sentence?


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Welcome, fellow grouches. Come in, put on a frown and make yourselves at home. According to my family and friends, I've been a grouch for quite some time. I turned 65 a couple of years ago so now not only am I a grouch but an official geezer to boot. A Grouchy Geezer! (But truth be known, I'm a grouch only on days ending in a "Y").

My purpose here is to share some of the things I've observed and experienced over the course of my life that have peeved, annoyed and irritated the crap out of me. Things that helped make me into The Grouchy Geezer. As fellow grouches, I feel sure you, too, have encountered similar things in your lives that have peeved, annoyed and irritated the crap out of you as well. If so, you'll have the chance to share them on this site.

The format is simple. From time to time I will post a pet peeve based on a particular life experience or observation or something currently in the news or in the culture that makes me grouchy.

This will be a free and open board and anyone is welcome to comment. You may comment on my peeve or relate one of your own. Any topic is fair game as long as it is something that makes you grouchy. The only requirement is that you use good taste and refrain from personal attacks. Use of profanity will make me even grouchier and bar you from further access to the site. That means you will have to grouch to your wife, not on here.

None of this is to say that uplifting banter is not encouraged. By all means, if you have something to say that is inspiring or that might force other readers to have to suppress a smile, let us hear it. But don't overdo it; after all, it's our grouchiness that defines and unites us and makes this blog possible.

GG