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Home Groupies II Ken Montrose

Home Groupies II

Ken Montrose

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Like its predecessor, Home Groupies II is a ‘thought for the day’ book in the form of a novella. The lives of the core characters give rise to the daily messages.Also like its predecessor, Home Groupies II has a message, characters, and a plot. IMoreLike its predecessor, Home Groupies II is a ‘thought for the day’ book in the form of a novella. The lives of the core characters give rise to the daily messages.Also like its predecessor, Home Groupies II has a message, characters, and a plot. I know you will enjoy all three again.Excerpts:If a tree falls on you in the woods, but nobody else hears it, you still get hurt.-----Today I will remember a smart body at rest in a good place tends to stay at rest in that place.-----Surprise and Suspicion“What’d you do?” my wife asked as I handed her the flowers.“Nothing,” I said. “Can’t I buy you flowers without being accused?”“No – what did you do?”“I bought you some flowers,” I said. “Because I love you.”“OK, you’re forgiven,” she said, taking the flowers.Today I will do something nice for someone.(Even if they’re likely to question my motives.)-----Living in a cat houseAt three in the morning a paw to the eye, a tiny head butt, and a loud meow awakened me. I muttered something I wouldn’t want my kids to repeat. After I scratched his ears, our cat curled up next to me and went to sleep, apparently drifting off in mid-purr.I will not always be in sync with those I love,but giving them a little attention goes a long way.-----A stitch in time keeps you out of the gutterI was tired when I got home, but the sun was shining and the gutters needed to be cleaned. Peering into the gutters, I almost fell from my ladder. The coagulating gunk made me think Mother Nature had gone on a bender and vomited onto my roof. Rotten leaves, the slime that grows on rotten leaves, and bird droppings, in combination with petrochemicals leeching from the shingles, had combined into a toxic gel. I thought briefly of putting the ladder away and pretending I had already cleaned the gutters. Then I thought about the slime, a bolt of lightning, and the birth of a new life form, one bent on destroying roofs everywhere. I also thought of water overflowing the gutters and getting under the eaves, possibly damaging the roof and walls of my house. Cleaning up that mess would be ten times harder than cleaning out a gutter. I remembered when I was a kid it took me forever to figure out what “a stitch in time saves nine” meant.Some things need to be maintained, sometimes maintaining them takes effort.I will make the effort today to avoid a bigger mess tomorrow.-----Liar, liar, pants on fireSharon called to tell me her farmhouse burned to the ground. She escaped unharmed. No animals were hurt. The only losses were the decrepit building, an old bed, and some pots and pans.“I’m sorry to hear that,” I said. “Is there anything I can do?”“No, there’s nothing to do. I’ll just miss the place.”“A lot of your friends will too,” I said, ignoring my commitment to rigorous honesty.“Really?” She said, obviously pleased to have company in her misery. “What will you miss?”“Lots of things,” I said. Using a flashlight to go to the bathroom at night. Picking ash out of my food. Wondering if the red eyes I saw were those of one little field mouse, or of the advance scout of a rat army searching for a quick meal before overrunning the nearby town. “The smell of the fireplace.” Which I also enjoyed in my suburban home, along with its light switches and flush toilets.