Tuesday, July 5, 2016

Photo Finish

I thought I knew a winner so I went to make a bet

Sometimes there is feeling that you normally don't get

You seem to see the future and you can't explain just why

At times you have to suck it up and give it one good try.

 


Anyone who has read Mr. Joe knows how much I enjoy handicapping the horse races. It has nothing to do with the money. It has everything to do with figuring the outcome of races. It is the mathematical challenge that I can't resist.

Many people read for pleasure, but there aren't that many who choose the Daily Racing Form. I happen to be one of the few who do. I can buy an early edition of the program and have two to three days to make my picks. It's cheap entertainment and I enjoy it very much. I can make my picks and go on line and check the results later. I can have three days of entertainment for next to nothing.

I bought an early program for Mountaineer Park in West Virginia two days ago. I studied and looked for anything that would give me an edge and I found it. I found a horse in the first race.

There have been so many times that I saw a winner and didn't make the effort to go and place a bet. This time was going to be different. I got in the Mazda and went off to test my theories.

When I got to the betting site I already knew which horse I would pick. I could not see number seven losing, but that was no guarantee of success. Maybe the horse that I had chosen wasn't familiar with my system.

Betting sites are probably a lot alike. You can always hear how someone knows the winner and might share it with you if you will place a small bet for them. They always seem to know the outcome of the next race, but they have empty pockets. This evening was no different.

A man came up to me and asked which horse I liked in the first race. I told him that I came there to bet number seven. He said that there was no reason to walk all the way to the betting window. He told me that I could give him my bet and if I won he would pay me. I'm not sure if I looked like an idiot, but I am sure that he took me for one.

I ended up going to the window and betting forty dollars on number seven. The favorite was number nine and it was leading all the way into the stretch and my horse was dead last. All I heard from that man was how stupid my choice was.

Coming down the stretch my horse came from dead last to win in a photo finish. Number seven was a long shot at 11-1 and paid $24.00 for each two dollar ticket. I won a little over $480.00 and did something that few gamblers do. I put the money in my pocket and came home.















 


Photo Finish

I thought I knew a winner so I went to make a bet

Sometimes there is feeling that you normally don't get

You seem to see the future and you can't explain just why

At times you have to suck it up and give it one good try.

 


Anyone who has read Mr. Joe knows how much I enjoy handicapping the horse races. It has nothing to do with the money. It has everything to do with figuring the outcome of races. It is the mathematical challenge that I can't resist.

Many people read for pleasure, but there aren't that many who choose the Daily Racing Form. I happen to be one of the few who do. I can buy an early edition of the program and have two to three days to make my picks. It's cheap entertainment and I enjoy it very much. I can make my picks and go on line and check the results later. I can have three days of entertainment for next to nothing.

I bought an early program for Mountaineer Park in West Virginia two days ago. I studied and looked for anything that would give me an edge and I found it. I found a horse in the first race.

There have been so many times that I saw a winner and didn't make the effort to go and place a bet. This time was going to be different. I got in the Mazda and went off to test my theories.

When I got to the betting site I already knew which horse I would pick. I could not see number seven losing, but that was no guarantee of success. Maybe the horse that I had chosen wasn't familiar with my system.

Betting sites are probably a lot alike. You can always hear how someone knows the winner and might share it with you if you will place a small bet for them. They always seem to know the outcome of the next race, but they have empty pockets. This evening was no different.

A man came up to me and asked which horse I liked in the first race. I told him that I came there to bet number seven. He said that there was no reason to walk all the way to the betting window. He told me that I could give him my bet and if I won he would pay me. I'm not sure if I looked like an idiot, but I am sure that he took me for one.

I ended up going to the window and betting forty dollars on number seven. The favorite was number nine and it was leading all the way into the stretch and my horse was dead last. All I heard from that man was how stupid my choice was.

Coming down the stretch my horse came from dead last to win in a photo finish. Number seven was a long shot at 11-1 and paid $24.00 for each two dollar ticket. I won a little over $480.00 and did something that few gamblers do. I put the money in my pocket and came home.















 


Photo Finish

I thought I knew a winner so I went to make a bet

Sometimes there is feeling that you normally don't get

You seem to see the future and you can't explain just why

At times you have to suck it up and give it one good try.

 


Anyone who has read Mr. Joe knows how much I enjoy handicapping the horse races. It has nothing to do with the money. It has everything to do with figuring the outcome of races. It is the mathematical challenge that I can't resist.

Many people read for pleasure, but there aren't that many who choose the Daily Racing Form. I happen to be one of the few who do. I can buy an early edition of the program and have two to three days to make my picks. It's cheap entertainment and I enjoy it very much. I can make my picks and go on line and check the results later. I can have three days of entertainment for next to nothing.

I bought an early program for Mountaineer Park in West Virginia two days ago. I studied and looked for anything that would give me an edge and I found it. I found a horse in the first race.

There have been so many times that I saw a winner and didn't make the effort to go and place a bet. This time was going to be different. I got in the Mazda and went off to test my theories.

When I got to the betting site I already knew which horse I would pick. I could not see number seven losing, but that was no guarantee of success. Maybe the horse that I had chosen wasn't familiar with my system.

Betting sites are probably a lot alike. You can always hear how someone knows the winner and might share it with you if you will place a small bet for them. They always seem to know the outcome of the next race, but they have empty pockets. This evening was no different.

A man came up to me and asked which horse I liked in the first race. I told him that I came there to bet number seven. He said that there was no reason to walk all the way to the betting window. He told me that I could give him my bet and if I won he would pay me. I'm not sure if I looked like an idiot, but I am sure that he took me for one.

I ended up going to the window and betting forty dollars on number seven. The favorite was number nine and it was leading all the way into the stretch and my horse was dead last. All I heard from that man was how stupid my choice was.

Coming down the stretch my horse came from dead last to win in a photo finish. Number seven was a long shot at 11-1 and paid $24.00 for each two dollar ticket. I won a little over $480.00 and did something that few gamblers do. I put the money in my pocket and came home.















 


Photo Finish

I thought I knew a winner so I went to make a bet

Sometimes there is feeling that you normally don't get

You seem to see the future and you can't explain just why

At times you have to suck it up and give it one good try.

 


Anyone who has read Mr. Joe knows how much I enjoy handicapping the horse races. It has nothing to do with the money. It has everything to do with figuring the outcome of races. It is the mathematical challenge that I can't resist.

Many people read for pleasure, but there aren't that many who choose the Daily Racing Form. I happen to be one of the few who do. I can buy an early edition of the program and have two to three days to make my picks. It's cheap entertainment and I enjoy it very much. I can make my picks and go on line and check the results later. I can have three days of entertainment for next to nothing.

I bought an early program for Mountaineer Park in West Virginia two days ago. I studied and looked for anything that would give me an edge and I found it. I found a horse in the first race.

There have been so many times that I saw a winner and didn't make the effort to go and place a bet. This time was going to be different. I got in the Mazda and went off to test my theories.

When I got to the betting site I already knew which horse I would pick. I could not see number seven losing, but that was no guarantee of success. Maybe the horse that I had chosen wasn't familiar with my system.

Betting sites are probably a lot alike. You can always hear how someone knows the winner and might share it with you if you will place a small bet for them. They always seem to know the outcome of the next race, but they have empty pockets. This evening was no different.

A man came up to me and asked which horse I liked in the first race. I told him that I came there to bet number seven. He said that there was no reason to walk all the way to the betting window. He told me that I could give him my bet and if I won he would pay me. I'm not sure if I looked like an idiot, but I am sure that he took me for one.

I ended up going to the window and betting forty dollars on number seven. The favorite was number nine and it was leading all the way into the stretch and my horse was dead last. All I heard from that man was how stupid my choice was.

Coming down the stretch my horse came from dead last to win in a photo finish. Number seven was a long shot at 11-1 and paid $24.00 for each two dollar ticket. I won a little over $480.00 and did something that few gamblers do. I put the money in my pocket and came home.















 


Photo Finish

I though I knew a winner so I went to make a bet

Sometimes there is feeling that you normally don't get

You seem to see the future and you can't explain just why

At times you have to suck it up and give it one good try.

 


Anyone who has read Mr. Joe knows how much I enjoy handicapping the horse races. It has nothing to do with the money. It has everything to do with figuring the outcome of races. It is the mathematical challenge that I can't resist.

Many people read for pleasure, but there aren't that many who choose the Daily Racing Form. I happen to be one of the few who do. I can buy an early edition of the program and have two to three days to make my picks. It's cheap entertainment and I enjoy it very much. I can make my picks and go on line and check the results later. I can have three days of entertainment for next to nothing.

I bought an early program for Mountaineer Park in West Virginia two days ago. I studied and looked for anything that would give me an edge and I found it. I found a horse in the first race.

There have been so many times that I saw a winner and didn't make the effort to go and place a bet. This time was going to be different. I got in the Mazda and went off to test my theories.

When I got to the betting site I already knew which horse I would pick. I could not see number seven losing, but that was no guarantee of success. Maybe the horse that I had chosen wasn't familiar with my system.

Betting sites are probably a lot alike. You can always hear how someone knows the winner and might share it with you if you will place a small bet for them. They always seem to know the outcome of the next race, but they have empty pockets. This evening was no different.

A man came up to me and asked which horse I liked in the first race. I told him that I came there to bet number seven. He said that there was no reason to walk all the way to the betting window. He told me that I could give him my bet and if I won he would pay me. I'm not sure if I looked like an idiot, but I am sure that he took me for one.

I ended up going to the window and betting forty dollars on number seven. The favorite was number nine and it was leading all the way into the stretch and my horse was dead last. All I heard from that man was how stupid my choice was.

Coming down the stretch my horse came from dead last to win in a photo finish. Number seven was a long shot at 11-1 and paid $24.00 for each two dollar ticket. I won a little over $480.00 and did something that few gamblers do. I put the money in my pocket and came home.















 


Sunday, July 3, 2016

Size Matters



I have heard of having blessings and some are in disguise

Now it's time to offer you a good word to the wise

Be thankful for the gifts you're given while upon this Earth

Do the best with what you've got and you'll get your monies' worth.




Yesterday, I read something that made me think of someone I haven't seen for over twenty years. I read where a local Independence Day celebration was going to feature a skydiver and I immediately started thinking of my friend, Jim.

Jim and I worked together at the meat plant for nearly three decades. He was about the size of a small jockey and was constantly being teased about it. The number of "short jokes" seemed to be endless, but they were all in good fun. Jim always seemed to take it well.

One day, during our lunch break, several of us were talking about things that we had always wanted to do. Jim said that he had never jumped out of an airplane and that was on his bucket list. He went around the table asking each of us if we would try it with him. I quickly declined and explained that I was scared to death of heights, but three others accepted the challenge.

We talked about it each day at work and finally Jim and the other three went to the local airport and signed up for lessons. I think that they took courses for a couple of weeks, but I really don't remember what all was involved. I do remember the day they came to work telling me that they were scheduled to jump. They seemed to be excited and terrified at the same time. It was going to happen on that coming Saturday.

When you work in a factory, not much is kept secret. Their jump wasn't the exception.They were the talk of the plant and everyone wanted to wish my friends good luck before we left work on Friday.

We couldn't wait for Monday to come. The entire production crew was waiting to hear their stories. We all felt like we were a part of it. We were all happy for them.

But, when Monday came and the shift began, Jim wasn't there. The other three were at the time clock, but the man who started it all was absent. They told us that Jim had been injured and would be on medical leave for about six weeks. They told us that he had broken both of his ankles.

Jim was given a blessing that he wasn't aware of for most of his life. You see, his parachute never opened on that jump and nothing slowed his fall from those thousands of feet in the air. The doctors told him that the only thing that saved him was his size. They said that if he had been any heavier he would have be crushed.