My Doctor's Bedside Financial Management Plan

Back in the old days, if you paid your doctor with a chicken he'd be mighty grateful.

Today, you'd be plucked by the repo man.

My Doctor's Bedside Financial Management Plan 

By Tracy Farr

The end of a doctor's hospitality
Begins the moment you don't pay his fee.

Just thinking outloud

I'm a Biker-Man

Just a short little biker poem to while away the time.

I'm a Biker-Man

By Tracy Farr

Of course I rode my bike today.
I ride it almost every day.
I ride it in the heat and cold,
through pouring rain and falling snow.
I ride it Summer, Spring and Fall,
through Wintertime, but most of all
I ride it just because I can.
I'm a Biker-Man.

She said, He said

I'm Thankful For

Every year we gather around the Thanksgiving table, spill our guts about what we're thankful for, and I usually get the nasty looks because I come up with stupid stuff like, "I'm thankful for not having any zits today," or "I'm thankful gas prices are down and we could actually afford to drive here today."

If I'm at my parents' house, I get the "fatherly look" that says, "You'd make your mother the happiest she's ever been if you'd stop being such a dumbass."

If I'm at my inlaws' house, I get the "mother-in-law look" that says, "My daughter could have married a doctor, but instead she chose a ... a ...I can't even say it."

Dumbass?

"Yes, that's it."

Well, this year I've searched deep within my soul and have come up with a few things...

I'm Thankful For

By Tracy Farr

I’m thankful for a lot of things
Like tater tots and onion rings.

I’m thankful for the clothes I wear.
They cover up my underwear.

I’m thankful for the food I eat
except for liver, squash and beets.

I’m thankful I don’t have a job
that makes me clean up after slobs.

I’m thankful that my kids don’t steal
the hubcaps off my neighbor’s wheels.

I’m thankful my wife doesn’t scream
when I bring home dead squirrels to clean.

I’m thankful that my cats don’t barf
inside my shoes or on my scarf.

I’m thankful my goats never try
to butt my neighbor’s large behind.

I’m thankful for a ton of stuff.
I’d tell you more, but that’s enough.

Just thinking outloud

She said, He said

Light Verse Tuesday

Light verse, as opposed to "real poetry," used to be much more popular than it is today. A man could dash off a few lines of light verse, mail it off to important magazines, and live quite comfortably on the fees he received.

Today, you can't pay anybody to publish a lick of the stuff.

But that won't stop me from indulging in my own little Light Verse Tuesday.

Hope you enjoy.

The Cultivated Epidermis

By Tracy Farr

It's hard to be a charmer
When you have a tan like a farmer.

Just thinking outloud

Annie Birtres Grimsley 1914-2011

By Tracy Farr

We laid to rest our dear Grandma today.
Sent her off to heaven in her best dress today.
And we gathered,
and sang,
and celebrated her life;
Our beloved Grandma,
mother and wife.

And after the final words were said,
and after the final song was led,
we lingered together
a bit longer together
over heaping plates of barbecue and iced tea.
And to the last one of us we did all agree
that even though the meat was a tasty blessing,
it couldn't hold a candle
to Grandma's homemade Thanksgiving turkey and dressing.

We'll miss you Grandma.
Ninety-seven years went by too quick.

She said, He said

SHE: "You're not listening to a thing I say, are you?"

HE: "Of course I am. I'm hanging myself on your every word."

Just thinking outloud

New book in the works

I'm working on a new book.

Nothing special, just a free eBook of some of my stuff. Sort of like "Never Trust a Goat," but with a different title.

I'm going to call it "No Time For Sleep."

I'm shooting to have it ready by January. Only time will tell if my aim is good.

There's a Lady Bug on my Bell Pepper

By Tracy Farr

There's a Lady Bug on my Bell Pepper.
It looks like she feels right at home.
I hate that I have to evict her,
but it's time for my lunch,
and I relish the crunch
of a pepper completely homegrown.