The Pumpkin That Saved Halloween

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2015

THE PUMPKIN THAT SAVED HALLOWEEN

Farmer Jim spent a good part of his life farming crops down in Waco, Texas.

Although he raised mostly beans, corn, and a wide variety of vegetables. 

His biggest thrill was when he got around to putting in his fall crop around late summer.

Pumpkins were his speciality, and competition-sized jumbo pumpkins was his pride and joy!

Having settled for third and fourth place several times, he was sure that this time he could eventually beat old Farmer Bob from just down the road.

Bob was a 3 time winner, and placed 1st place with every attempt.

Farmer Jim could only hope that this year he would hold the coveted Texas State Fair Blue Ribbon. He prayed that it would be his turn.

Soon enough, it was the beginning of October and Farmer Jim had already picked out the biggest pumpkin out of his harem of orange monsters.

After loading several dozen smaller pumpkins for the Children's Orphanage to carve out for Halloween, he worked on the dilemma of getting the giant pumpkin loaded, too!

Getting it onto the back lip of the truck required the use his old tractor.

As he placed it onto the back bed, you could hear the creak and strain of the suspension as it accepted the load. At this point, he had no idea how much it weighed, he just knew it just had to be a competitor for "Best In Show!"

As he got to the fair, he immediately spotted Farmer Jim with his chromed out Silverado with it's own matching pumpkin tractor. Farmer Jim could only grimace as he had to use the utility rental supplied by the fair.

They both took their prized loads to the official Pumpkin Inspection Station for check-in and verification. This was important as some contestants would cut the bottoms out and place extra weight in the cavities to cheat the scale.

Hours would pass, but finally the weigh-in was underway. Farmer Brown from Tyler weighed in his pumpkin at 824 pounds. Then came Farmer Jim, with fingers crossed...his came in at

843 pounds. Jim was feeling confidant, but now for Farmer Bob's entry.

The three time winner smiled as the scale show a perfect 845 pounds.

Jim could only look at the ground, shaking his head in disappointment.

"A measly two pounds...how could this be?", he thought.

Farmer Bob chuckled back, "Got ya again boy...better luck next time!"

As Jim loaded his 2nd place pumpkin back on the end of the truck, he still stopped and thanked God for the $250 dollar cash prize which he already decided to donate to the orphanage, along with the other 24 pumpkins cradled in the front of the bed, he headed onto the road toward the orphanage.

As he rounded a tree line curb, approaching an old country intersection, complete with yellow blinking lights and 4-way stop signs, he slowed up to look both ways.

Suddenly, a truck load of intoxicated country boys who were also coming from the fair, caught up to Farmer Jim's overloaded truck.

Not seeing the blinking yellow lights, nor the truck in time, they plowed full speed into the back of Jim's truck. The force was fully absorbed by the giant pumpkin dangling on the truck's edge.

The pumpkin exploded, sparing the drunkards, Jim, and the 24 small pumpkins to it's front.

As the driver was lead away to jail, Farmer Jim realized that his truck was just fine. Gazing around the road, seeing only tiny pieces of what was left of his giant monster.

He thought, "It sacrificed itself, it gave it's life for the good of others...it was truly a blessing, a winner after all!"

As he pulled into the orphanage, he could see the kids screaming and waving as he approached.

Handing out the pumpkins, he soon saw Sister Ann. Giving her a big hug and the check for 

2nd place, they settled in for pie and coffee.

After he told her of how his giant pumpkin saved the day Sister Ann replied, 

"Truly amazing...It's the pumpkin that saved Halloween!"

May you all be thankful and truly blessed, Happy Halloween...

Kirk Carter

October 31, 2015

Finding Higher Power

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2015

FINDING HIGHER POWER

A search of conclusion, to what guides us a along;

The resolve to resolution, it is the Commoner's song.

Look deep within, your soul seeks to find;

Give it a moment...it will depend, look deep within your mind.

All told, your soul will look to Sacred intenty;

Be that bold, hold your focus, your promise for infinity.

Time will pass as surroundings change, you'll soon see;

Looking up as things rearrange, the better you will be!

Find your purpose, your reason, to why you must coexist;

It will hit you like snow out of season, dry day with Autumn mist.

State your need for direction, as you bare all of yourself;

Your spirit will show affection, as you gain in Spiritual wealth.

And before you know it, it will occur, minute to the hour;

A vibrant feeling in just a blur, you've found your Higher Power!

Kirk Carter

October 30, 2015

Bottle On The Wall

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2015

BOTTLE ON THE WALL

Coming home with my first date, she saw this bottle on the wall;

Just sitting by itself, on it's on little shelf, weirdest thing she ever saw.

The bottle was empty, nothing in it, some cobwebs around the neck;

I just said, "It reminds me of a time when I was a total social wreck!"

"But why keep it", she said, "Doesn't it make you want to do it again?"

"No my Dear", I responded, "Just reminds me when I was full of sin!"

The evening wore on, she beat me at Scrabble, as the lemonade tampered down;

And I was beginning to wonder...should we do another round?

But, suddenly she began to carress me, so pleasant to say for sure;

"Can't believe you had these problems, your thoughts just seem so pure!"

"I chuckled, "If you could see the leaves, of this old tarnished book,",

"You might have had second thoughts, might not have taken a look..."

As the night progressed, we got frisky, sans whiskey, very very nice;

I felt her in my arms as we blended, my cherished sugar and spice.

So, finally the morning came, we showered, getting ready for the day;

We enjoyed each other's company, there wasn't very much to say.

Making our way up the hallway, she touched the bottle, my make shift shrine;

"So, by giving up this, you gave me a kiss, for that I'll make you mine!"

"Promises my sweet", I said, "Promises make me feel tall!"

And if I ever question what could have been, I just look to the Bottle On The Wall!

Kirk Carter

October  29, 2015

Red Leaf

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2015

RED LEAF

Walking along a well worn path, I saw a leaf a leaf so bright with colors;

Many leaves I had seen, it seemed so different than the others.

A deep red pronouncement, contrasted hues, so iridescent it glowed;

Where it came from, just one tree, figured no one really knows?

But, I thought, "What travels, the time it took from seed to final rest;

It might have been a hundred years, it survived Mother Nature's test!"

Oh my friend, I feel I know you, so brilliant you speak to me;

You may be another leaf to others, but myself in you I see.

Thinking of the work you did, collecting sunlight with leafy others;

You worked together for the sake of the tree, the unity of focused brothers.

But, you seemed to have worked much harder, your brilliance shows so bright;

You could have been just average, for perfection one must fight!

I thought, "Much like people, we put to task our life long work;

We separate through focused indifference, our focus makes us perk!"

Singular conclusion, to all illusion, no simple path for those that shine;

I see your glow, for all to know, so similar yours and mine.

So I pick you up, your memory I'll keep, in Spirit I carry belief;

That my life will carry importance and full of promise,

like you my special Red Leaf!

Kirk Carter

October 27, 2015

Birthday Card To Me

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear productions@ Copyright 2015

Birthday Card To Me

Well, here it is my birthday;

Age'd a year once again.

And although I question why I'm still here;

It might have something to do with this pen.

So delirious is the calling, remembering the falling,

total weakness, so appalling...

But now, I'm focus straight, no debate,

No crumbs on my plate.

But, for all of you that know me, I have all of you to thank;

Cause even when things looked hopeless,

You pulled me out of the tank!

Looks silly now when you think about it, letting myself get so low;

But my Guardian Angels surrounded me...they know!

So, bless all of you for believing, as you see;

I'm older and wiser, this Birthday Card To Me!

Bless All Of You...

Kirk Carter

Soho, New York

Stevie Ray And The Bear

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2015

Stevie Ray And The Bear

Although my stint with House Of Blues in Las Vegas (about 4 years) was was short lived.

I was able to move from Audio Tech #1 to Floor Manager in short time. 

Got a chance to meet the greats and some not so, but they all just came there to pluck their strings and do the music thing, everyone seemingly on their own voyage through the world of entertaining the masses. Like I have always said, when it's all said and done, no matter how great your talents or abilities are, you can't take it with you, and you become just another of the great talents who are no longer with us any more!

One of the dudes I was lucky enough to work with, that being 3 times in three years was

 Stevie Ray Vaughn. Super gifted and ego driven, he seemed suspect for an early demise. It was almost like he had achieved an immense ability which seemed to piss off those who had passed and went to the light.

Point being, is that you have to generate your fame and influence at certain variables. Take for instance myself...I generate all my thoughts, outlines, and writings from the dozens who traffic their ideas through me. These are people that have long passed on and use me as their personal convent. My talent can be respected, but I would be the first person to tell you, I have no idea who's writing this stuff half the time!

Please note that Stevie left me a nice tip and we actually had lunch together on my third year as he past through the doors for the last time. I was the floor manager and he was pushing the envelope as so many in his business do. Please note on the following downloads how he orchestrates "Tightrope" with the "Tube Screamer" i.e. (Jimi Hendrix, Carlos Santana, Robin Trower)), and look how he actually smokes Jimi in his rendition of "Voodoo Child"...gives me goosebumps watching him literally reach down and work the flanger with his hands. Top stuff!

In any case, I originate on my own merits, but you as the reader have already been informed...I'm just reading from the light! 

Happy Birthday Kat-2015

Kirk Carter@ 2015

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAT

To the most special girl I know;

Who dared to care, always there to show!

Of times when things, were ruff...kinda tuff...

You brought me back, Kirk...you've had enough!

And through worshiped tears, as Loved one's moved toward the light;

Kat was there, all huggy and bright!

So, as we tag one more, showing our age once again;

Please know how much I Love you, sweet emotions as I pen...

And as your brother, you have no other,

than the special crew who bless you;

For everything you do, so damn proud of you!

So, smile and give yourself a pat;

Wishing you all the best, Happy Birthday Kat!

All My Love, Kirk