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Iron Man, Elvis and Home Made Donuts

    It was an odd evening here at the green retreat. Ever wonder what life might be like as you get old? Try this on for size. After working outside all day and doing the post about the wrens, we settled in for the evening. My wife cooked some home-made donuts. Then we ate the donuts with some Cheetos. We drank a bottle of champagne with them. Experimenting with different foods and how they taste with champagne is a late-night snack option that we enjoy.
    While we snacked, we watched an Elvis documentary. I always enjoy Elvis shows and this was no exception. Do you remember what you were doing when you heard about his death? He died not many days before my Father. I was about to be discharged from the military. It really was a huge story. As great a generation as the World War Two generation was, I think that they had become a little too tightly wrapped. That's probably why my generation, the baby boomers, tended to resent authority and long for freedom. I think that people like Elvis and the Beatles were used by God to break up some of the stuffiness and social rigors of the time. But my opinion means little.
    Before we watched the Elvis show tonight we were trying out some new I-Pad games that were on sale for the Black Friday weekend. I bought Iron Man 2 for a whopping 99 cents. It has unbelievable graphics and I like it so far. I'll tell you more about it as I play it this week. As of now, I love that I can fly with the use of the thrusters and blow stuff up with the blasts from my hands.
    I downloaded a free version of Spiderman, Total Mayhem. I like it so far but haven't played it enough to rate it. The odds are I won't buy it because they want $6.99 for it and I'm tight with a buck. You can shoot webs from your fingers at crooks, swing over deep pits and punch bad guys. I also downloaded a free version of Hero of Sparta 2. It's on sale for 99 cents also and has awesome graphics, but I'm not much into virtual sword fighting. I feel the pressure to try the game out this weekend so I can buy it cheap. Compared with trying to raise children and all the young people's life challenges, I guess this all must seem mundane.
    How to make homemade donuts:
1. You need one can of canned biscuits
2. one cup of sugar
3. one teaspoon of vanilla
4. one cup of water
5. use vanilla lid to punch holes in biscuits
6. cook in deep fryer or hot grease until brown on both sides.
7. mix sugar water and vanilla together
8. dip cooked biscuits in the mixture
    Yeah, I know that I'm likely to talk about almost anything. Since the kids are grown, I've got the time. From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.
PS. For a listing of the games that are on sale at the app store this weekend go to Touch Reviews. Net. Goodnight.
PPS. For a good laugh, go to The New York Daily News and check out an article called World's Stupidest Inventions.

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