Old Men Weighing in on Life Its Ownself
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OK. About to piss a few people off. But it’s time to see who the adults in the room are going to be. It’s time for Democrats to drop their Continue Reading →
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It had been a few days since the Mumblers had gathered in the back room at Bert’s Diner. A couple of us had been sick – winter flu and colds Continue Reading →
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It was one of those Midwest mornings where a hint of Spring either gives you optimism about better days to come, or it’s just setting you up for another arctic Continue Reading →
I woke up this morning. I think. Somewhere in the dim recesses of my brain, which was throbbing a bit, I recall sitting down with a bottle of whiskey and Continue Reading →
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It was another cold evening Friday but at least the daylight was lingering a little longer and we didn’t have to move from Jack’s parking lot into the pub in Continue Reading →
It was a rainy morning in our little piece of the Midwest. The skies were low, the snow ugly but melting and it was an all-around dismal start to a Continue Reading →
We’d like to introduce you to Hunter Wilde. He’s a retired farmer and history nut who drops into some of our Mumbler eating and drinking events. He was a Republican Continue Reading →
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We are all settled down in the back room of Bert’s diner for our weekly Monday breakfast of the Mumblers and the occasional guest. It was another gray, cold February Continue Reading →
I had a dream last night. I dreamed I woke up on President’s Day and everywhere I looked I was seeing news stories about “President Donald J. Trump Day.” Everyone Continue Reading →
Got an inquiry this weekend about this site and our Facebook. Basically, it was can someone who’s not an official Mumbler send something in? Not sure what an “official mumbler” Continue Reading →