It was the best of times, it was the worst of times...it was Uncle Jeep Time.
The carriage was carrying precious cargo that evening as it crested bandits notch.Ā The horses whinnying under the added weight of Uncle Jeep Tim & his associates.Ā He had been on the road many days & many nights, moonlighting in small villages, hamlets, and roadside inns, like a ship at sea with many ports of call, but with no intention of reaching any sort of destination.
A man without a purpose, he had come unglued, looking for some meaning in an otherwise meaningless life.Ā Drowning his sorrows in whiskey and poorly outfitted rooms, how long was he to drift about the countryside with no direction?Ā Why was this what his life had become?
The beating of horse hooves rapidly approaching the carriage broke him from his loathsome reverie.Ā Ā āWHAT SAY YOU, DONāT COME ANOTHER METER CLOSER, I OUGHT TOĀ BLAST YOUR CAP OFF WITH MY BLUNDERBUSSā Uncle Jeep Tim Screamed from atop the carriage bench.Ā Finger on the trigger, itching for some excitement in his life, he half-hoped it was a bandit.
āTis but a courierā crowed one of Uncle Jeep Timās colleagues from within the cabin.Ā He had a better vantage point as he peered round the back with lantern glinting off the dusky trail behind them.Ā Ā
āINNIT A LITTLE LATE FOR A COURIER OUT HEREā Bellowed Uncle Jeep Tim half choking on his own saliva.Ā The courier had dismounted his horse and was cautiously approaching with his hands up and outstretched with letter clearly visible.Ā Ā
The courier was covered head to toe in mud & his horse was half-spent from being pushed to the breaking point.Ā Whatever was in this letter must have been of the utmost importance.Ā Someone was willing to risk a perfectly good courier & an even better horse to ensure this message was delivered post-haste.
Uncle Jeep Tim climbed down from atop the carriage, and brusquely snatched the letter from the couriers trembling hand.Ā Owing to the pint of bourbon he had consumed since their last stop and acting without tact he gnashed the letter open with his teeth.Ā Ā
The mangled letter held in Uncle Jeep Timās filthy hands readĀ āRecalled To Lifeā.
For you see even in the most tumultuous tempest, there is the briefest respite from the storm, and the captain must make a decision that will either sink the ship or right it and stay the course.Ā Ā
In this case Uncle Jeep Tim was needed, whether he knew his purpose or not, so long as the world continues to turn there will be a need for him.Ā
This weeks article will be brought to you by my Father.Ā He suffers from Alzheimerās and Parkinsonās disease.Ā As he gets older, he calls me more frequently.Ā So much so that there is no way I can answer the phone every single time he calls.Ā As annoying as this is, I know that he is probably not aware that he has dialed me numerous times already that day.Ā Iām not seeking sympathy, my father was never really āwith itā to begin with.Ā We are probably closer & have a better relationship now then we ever did.
The gold that has come of this is with modern technology, google takes it upon itself to translate his words into text, so that I can read what he has left me for a voicemail rather than listen to the 1 to 3 minute long voicemails that he leaves EVERY SINGLE TIME.Ā I would assume he forgets he is leaving a voicemail and just carries on a dialogue without any need for response.
Without further ado I give you.Ā My father, speech to text.
Hello, Cuckoo Clock, Missouri.Ā I just wanted to see a call and see how much more snow that weāve got the new have.Ā Yeah Slow baby inches.Ā Easy and start snowing around midnight and then stopped today.Ā So thatās about it.Ā So what are you going to do?Ā Are you going to get the LED out of your ass?Ā A what? These kids man.Ā Hes only yeah.Ā I donāt think I dont think I wont Chevron though.Ā I donāt think Iāll pass that.Ā So anyway, you are. give me a give me a call or Iāll give you a call back and Iāll see how much work is done so far.Ā Yeah.Ā Okay Iām sorry.Ā I love you.Ā You know, Iām just joking.Ā Yeah weāll see you in the funny papers.
Hey Josh, Itās Tiffany again.Ā I just tried calling you, but before lunch time.Ā This is showing everybody there.Ā Youāre nice. parrot No, itās really beautiful.Ā Yeah, Iāll try getting ahold of you.Ā It runs that down or whatever or something after supper be better.
Hey Josh.Ā How you doing tonight?Ā dinner tonight Yeah.Ā OK Google Martian he was the president call me back.Ā anyway But you go.Ā Ā
Is this your father?Ā Try to get ahold of you last night some strange reason it wouldnāt go through.Ā Anyways.Ā Nice Day.Ā Nice to meet you soon.Ā Nice to me one more number.Ā No, theyāve been.Ā See a few more Winx.Ā I donāt know. The weather Channel what this but Iāll go from there.
Hey Josh.Ā Yeah, itās just me Daddy.Ā Oh, yeah, all I can tell you this just Detroit he trying to get a hold of me there.Ā Yes yesterday before I got a hold of him.Ā Ā
Hey Josh, itās just me.Ā I donāt know what the scoop is a despairing out serve breakfast and and itās your on your own.Ā Thank you know that your York Resume youāre taking the wild manager go to the weather.Ā I donāt blame you.Ā Donāt blame you at all.Ā So you get a chance or just me a for supper tonight.Ā Iāll driving in the hold of you.Ā and go from there.Ā So no one can do right?
Hey Josh, itās Rob.Ā I was just giving you a call.Ā I have a Time.Ā Maybe youāre not at home.Ā So should be pretty exciting.Ā You talk to you in a bit.Ā Ā Not home left a message.
Yes Joe, talk with you later.
Hey Josh.Ā Itās your dad.Ā Yeah, I had a spare moment there.Ā So. Figured Id give you a quick give you a call.Ā And around Lunch time.Ā Yeah, 2012.Ā Yeah, weāve meal.Ā Facebook thanks for change for the better.Ā glass glass for 5 days.Ā Yeah.Ā So give me a call when you either.Ā Iāll either call you.Ā Give me a call sometime.Ā Okay. and What you want to the fat?Ā You know what I mean?Ā Yeah. So you A little bit to hear from you and Lord knows what weāll do.Ā Ā
Ohhh remember Reagan?Ā I havent do that I tried one time so ASCO Cheryl.Ā Sheāll have to wait.Ā Yeah you donāt have to. Well Who you calling?Ā I donāt even know the number.
Whatās the Snow? I see youāre not.Ā I still come over this damn phone better your mother was left over.Ā Yep, earlier today.Ā and thatās what this thing and Roman Quinn said goodbye to McDonaldās. Anyway it was a nice day.Ā A chance to to her Iām going to find out if your time. Going to get this the same people who say they have to have all your furniture.Ā You donāt have it is not available van so call Geico.Ā Find them tomorrow if itās raining.Ā boy isnāt for Daniel a Doula.Ā
Ā Thatās it for today folks.Ā See you in another year, or not. maybe? BYE.