Uncle Gator's Kiawah Adventures

There are so many ways to look at the world; it all comes down to “keeping your eye on the prize”.   6 can recall a story about a famous baseball player who was chasing a record and only needed 78 hits.   As he was being interviewed by a reporter he was asked “How many times at bat do you need to break the record” his response was simple. I just need 78 at bats if I “keep my eye on the prize”.   Don’t we all need that much self confidence! How about our favorite person, Mr. Clark W. Griswold. Did you ever notice that he never does anything for his own gain? The pool, it is all about the family, Sled riding “ Don't go puttin' none of that stuff on my sled, Clark. You know that metal plate in my head? I had to have it replaced, cause every time Catherine revved up the microwave I'd piss my pants and forget who I was for a half hour or so. So over at the VA they had to replace it with plastic. It ain't as strong so I don't know if I should go sailin down no hi...

Each winter all things fall into disarray, trees lose their leaves, grass dormant, life pulls all of its energy back into its roots, we wander and loose our direction among the Behrend (play on words)   landscape. So we are looking to the sky to save us, looking for that sign of life. As the days pass, the sun becomes more intense; the days are filled with light, the roots release that stored energy nature has risen, the sky has saved us, from the path of darkness, cold, bitterness and anger. Make our way back to Kiawah where we learn to fly. Look up to the sky and call the angles to whisk us to Kiawah! Each day is a new beginning, void of complications, only new beginnings! Speaking of thing raising, this past weekend was Easter, complete with tradition and pageantry. Early Friday morning the mini-truckster began the long journey to the old homestead. Relaxing drive on the beltway thru the   driving rain, followed by fish sanmwich’s from dawntown Etna, then a Good ...

Do we really belong in Kiawah?   We all have our own little quirks. Let me clarify, you all have quirks. 6 is normal, the bazaar behaviors of others is what 6 professionally calls abnormal (pronounced Abby normal).   One could argue that 6 posses the traits which might fall into that category, but then again thru 6’s eyes that is just normal , “it is the way it is”. For example one may assume that performing activities consistently on time is obsessive behavior, to a person with superior intelligence it is clinically considered normal behavior. For example: watching Christmas Vacation at 7:00 thanksgiving night,   Cheese/crackers and Rex Friday night at 5:45, shot of Jack at 8:00 on March 15 th , Church   at 5:00, grocery shopping at 8:00, leave for Vacation at 5:30, Spaghetti   at 7:00 on Saturday night on Vacation,   Fish sandwich at 2:00 on Good Friday, Trip to Belk at 8:00 (by the way Pandora has a Belk station now featuring southern contemporary...

  People are strange. It just so happened that I was viewing the earth cam and looking at Kiawah and once again it made me wonder what is wrong with people. Granted it is spring, and it is not 100 degrees and sunny but what the heck, it is 75 and cloudy and it appears there is a small gust of wind. So why is the beach empty? After hours of mediation on the subject, there are only two plausible reasons: First, the personal magnetism, charm, intellect and sear “rock star” status of 6 not being there, drawing hundreds from the far reaches of the globe and second people are strange. We all know the real reason is the first, but as to not let the power of 6’s persona influence a debate as to why no one is on the beach, 6 will attempt to explain, why people are strange. As we all know this has been a frightful winter. Eddie sent me a text the other day and told me that for the first time he has been able to “clean the shitter”, since Thanksgiving it has been so cold that the c...

On this bitterly cold winters day, 6 wants to put all of his energy it to dreams of   warmth and relaxation. The way that 6 has this figured, if we live each day with a positive attitude, the negative just does not seem as daunting. It has been several years now, but does anyone recall the year that the actual temperature was 100 degrees not counting the humidity?   It was back in the day when we got the two bedroom condo’s, 3 of them in fact, where the men folk stayed in one condo, and the woman in another. Ah the “good ol days”   “Do not cry because it is over, smile because it happened”. Now let’s just think about this, today at high noon, it is 8, 12, 13, 28 ,37 or 55. (6 will bet you that you cannot figure out where those temps are) As per the morning ritual, several of us were gathered around the TV watching the Regis and Kelly, 8 was telling us to shut the heck up as he was making Tee times or was it High Tea time…Kind of the same thing, and you know it...