Tuesday, September 22, 2009

A streak of light

Our beloved Messiah what's in Charge of the Asylum on the Potomoc MWICOTAOTP is being even more of an idiot that usual today, talking about a New World Financial Order (I told you he was only a shill for the international bankers) and telling us WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE because of all the carbon emissions caused by us, the citizens of the USA, and we have to do something right this minute.

So I have decided to tune him out for the moment.

Have you ever looked up in the night sky and see a shooting star?

Probably most of us have at one time or another. Many have likely also made a wish. I certainly have, although I can't remember even one that was granted.

Most shooting stars are caused by very small meteorites entering the earths atmosphere and burning up well before they reach the ground. Some are actually big enough to make it to the ground. I think I read one time that the weight of the earth actually increases by several tons each year because of the amount of space dust and other extraterrestrial objects that fall to earth. But I have never actually seen a meteorite live and in person until recently.

A friend has one that he's wanting to sell and asked me if I could check on eBay or somewhere to try to find a buyer. (Who knows what to pay for a meteorite??)

They say that everybody is generally only 3 or 4 degrees separated from someone famous or a politician or somebody who knows something about whatever you might want to know about. You know someone who knows someone, who knows someone.....
well, you get the picture.

So I ask my buddy James. James immediately gives me a name and promises to get me his number which he'll have to ask his buddy Don for. Which of course Don can't put his finger on and this drags on for a week or so 'til finally after about the sixth time asking James if Don came up with the number James finally makes the time to go through his book of contacts and finds me the number......of a man who knows everything about tektites....One form of meteorite.....just not the kind we have. But he does have a friend down in Florida who is an expert on Meteorites.

So I've been trying to get yahoo mail to load pictures I'd taken of the damn thing but it just goes round and round and never finishes loading. Freaking computer. I'll try again after a while when I've cooled off a bit.

While I'm doing that I'll just post a couple of the pictures here in case any of you dear readers happen to be experts on Meteorites. If you are......wanta buy a meteorite??



Sunday, September 20, 2009

Still Raining......

....But it's alright. Th' roof don't leak, the temperature is just about right, I'm rolling my feet on the Knot Knocker and listening to this classic from my young adulthood;



This time back then the wife and I were anxiously awaiting the arrival of our first child. And when I say anxious I'm not exaggerating. I'd already received an extension of the date I was due to ship out to what would affectionately come to be called "The S.E. Asia War Games" and it was beginning to look like the kid was gonna be a no show before I left. (Don't worry, she arrived in time to keep me awake for the last 5 nights of September. After that heading over there didn't seem like such a bad deal after all.) We'd already tried the trick of driving really fast over the roughest rail road crossings we could find. But at last we found the trick that did it and early one morning we made the trip to the hospital. I had yet to turn 21 and had no clue yet that so far I'd learned absolutely nothing about life. (Some would say I not yet made much progress in that area.)

One thing I have learned??

The rain falls on the just and the unjust with indifference to both so better make the best of it.

Ya'll come back later, maybe I'll have something interesting to say.

Well......why start reaching too high at this point.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Chewing My Cud....

...or Ruminations on a Rainy Evening.

I haven't looked at the weather forecast lately as it would likely just depress me, although why that should be in light of the drought experienced the last three or four years before the present year is likely to be viewed by the Great Rainmaker as a bit ungrateful.

Instead I shall be glad that I erected the Shelterlogic polyethylene garage to work under just in time for the recent monsoonal showers. There....if they give you lemons...make lemonade.

I see that our home grown messiah what's in charge of the Asylum on the Potomac (MWICOTAOTP)has decided that it would be a good idea to regulate all of the financial institutions all over the world. You just knew that an ego that massive couldn't be satisfied with just telling the idiots who elected him in this country what to do, didn't you. Ruling 300+ million people is just peanuts compared to trying to control 6 to 7 Billion. Should be no problem for him, after all he did do legal work for Acorn before stepping up to politics. Oh yeah, he does run Government Motors, that sure gives him executive experience doesn't it.

Of course he has tax cheat little Timmy Geithner and helicopter Ben Bernanke to help him manage the day to day financial things that pop up now and again. Just throw $2,000,000,000,000.00 or so at the problem. That's sure to make it go away. No problem there.

On the other hand there are some who say that all three of these stooges are just puppets for the global bankers and corporate directors. (Never mind that the Big "O" did give wall street a severe tongue lashing a few days ago.) They aren't going to waver in following directions; just like all former presidents and federal reserve presidents in recent years. They've finally got us right where they want us. These gangsters want centralized power and 100% government control. A delicate task to be sure. First they create Chaos and then they have to tweak the controls juuussstt right else we slip off the cliff into something far worse if they persist and go too far.


We are seeing some awakening among the hoi polloi lately, but are they reacting to the symptoms or focused on the real sickness? Health care has never been a problem requiring the Draconian measures proposed, but it serves to enable the illusionists to distract us with their right hand while the left hand is doing all the real work.

For instance we could worry about global warming and all the hype being put out by Goremaniac. Click on the link.....would the Arctic Ice be increasing if we were having Global Warming? Or is this simply another bit of hocus pocus?

By-the-by WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!! The Swine Flue is going to kill us all. Never mind that the good ol' regular flu that comes and goes each year regularly kills many multiples of number of people who have died from H1N1. Let's give the government the authority to say how many doses of vaccine will be produced and...Oh Yeah....lets send them overseas before we start giving them to the people who elected us and pay our salary.
The wife had a case of flu this week and we could have all died, except that I took a couple thousand units of Vitamin C for two days and continued as usual except that I didn't kiss her on the mouth for about 3 days. Close call that. Turned my piss yellow for a day or two but so far I haven't grunted or started rooting in the mud.

Well, boys and girls, my face is getting a little tired what with all the chewing and the wrinkling of my brow. Guess I'll go back to surfing the blogs, maybe pay a visit to GOC to see his Saturday offering.

Till next time I'll stay hunkered down in my Kudzu Grotto (KG) counting my cans of pork and beans and wishing I could afford more ammo.

Monday, September 14, 2009

Why I don't drink

Well, technically I do drink, I just don't imbibe alcoholic beverages. (does imbibe give a negative connotation to drinking alcohol? Not my intent.)

It's just that I was looking at this



and contemplating the fact that it has been 40 years and 2 months or so (give or take) since that wondrous event and I really thought that we'd have at least a few people living full time there by now.

Forget the fact that it would be wildly expensive, I thought the driving effect on exploration and discovery would more than pay the freight just in the uniting and driving effect it would have on mankind. Besides......I wanted to be able to go there on vacation one day. Based on my intended goal of living 'til I'm 192 this means they only have just over 132 years to get it done. Time to get off the stick NASA. (I really think that it will be private enterprise that gets it done).

On an unrelated topic if I did drink I would certainly be hoisting a glass in pride at the number of people who went to Washington, DC (the Asylum on the Potomac) this weekend to exercise their 1st Amendment rights. some estimates place it at around 2,000,000 people. Makes me almost wish I had been there, despite my phobia about large crowds. (a friday excursion to Wally World to watch Wal Martians being about my limit)

We used to get silver images of liberty walking in our change back when I was a young sprout. I picked up a few $ worth today in honor of the past weekend....
.....it just seemed appropriate.

Will the inmates in the Asylum pay any attention? Remains to be seen, but I'll bet there are a few incumbents who will have to run for re-election next year that are rethinking their campaign strategies. Possibly even giving consideration to retiring and drawing their (very generous) pensions the rest of their lives. Too bad we can't retire them the way I used to retire a Holstein when they usefulness was over.....I suppose I could have let them live out the remainder of their lives eating grass on the back forty, but that grass was reserved for producers....not parasites.

Well, I've vented my spleen for another evening, time to go draw the cover up here in the kudzu grotto once again.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

This Guy gets it

Go over to charming just charming and follow his link. I think you'll be glad you did.

Wednesday, September 09, 2009

What's this??

Are the republocrats about to grow a set of Balls?

Sunday, September 06, 2009

Lie # 1

"I'm from the government and I'm hear to help you."

This saying is so old and so obviously a lie that we hardly even laugh at it any more.

I suppose that there are individuals in the government who are sincere in their belief that they are to help those they govern, but all too often it is simply a job with great benefits and security and they don't see their job as anything other than one continuous effort to make sure nothing happens to what they see as "their" job.

Governments come from either choice or force. Think about that for a minute.......
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Ok. In all ages of recorded history mankind has tended to band together as soon as their brain had developed to the point that they could see the benefits of working together.
Some of course could see the increased security they had from sheer numbers as long as they didn't run into a numerically superior opposing force.
Others could see the benefit of increased productivity in either growing or hunting food.
Still others could see that they could use the others to more easily enable them to achieve their own specific goals.
Pretty soon this devolved from using reason and persuasion to achieving their goals into the use of force to accomplish same.

Bastait in his The Law makes the case that Life, Liberty and Property are gifts from our Creator and that we have an individual right to lawful defense of those gifts, and that further we can organize together to establish a collective defense of same, but can legitimately can go no further lest we begin to destroy the person, liberty, or property of other individuals or groups, or in the parlance of the "progressives of today" spread the wealth around.

So I guess that someone from the Government (the representatives of the collective right of self defense) could be actually coming to help you, but we should always ask ourselves if it is defense we want or force to enable us violate the rights of others.

Lets ponder on how we perceive the government we have today in the Republic we call The United States of America.

Thursday, September 03, 2009

How did we get here?

Did you ever ask yourself that?

Well, maybe you should have listened when the wife told you to stop at the filling station and ask for directions.

I've been in those type of situations. Many times. Many more than I'm comfortable thinking about.

The old joke is that the wife, after listening to the husband bragging about how smart he is, asks, "If you're so damn smart why ain't we rich?"

We will not go here into to the myriad possible answers which he could come back with, because generally that question pretty well shuts his mouth. Especially if he knows what's good for him.

I suppose many people are looking at the economic and political situation and asking themselves that same type of question. Perhaps a better question would be how do we go about figuring out where we really want to go.

An older friend of mine is asking himself how he got into his situation. He wants to blame the DOT for screwing up the road, but really he should be asking not how he got here, but how he's going to fix things.

There is an old saying the the quickest way to get out of a rut you've dug yourself into is to stop digging down and start digging up.

Basically my friend is over extended. He has a nice little business. It's not quite doing what it was a couple years ago...but then who is? The problem is the nice big new house he lives in, the very expensive motor home sitting under the shed he can't afford to fill with diesel, the expensive non-income producing real estate with big mortgages that no one is wanting to buy. The toys accumulated over a lifetime.

I don't reckon he's the only one in this type of situation.

The trick is.....are we going to try the old tried and failed policies again, or are we ready to maybe start to get back to what used to work and has been pushed to the wayside.

Maybe it's time to analyze things in light of six syllables in a savage truth.

This truth was uttered on Dec. 10th 2008 by none other than Bernard Madoff. He had spent decades living a lie (and living quite well by some standards), but it all came crashing down for him and many, many others when he uttered those six syllables now so infamous.

"It's all just one big lie".

Perhaps we should examine some of the lies.

More later.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Diet food

I've neglected to keep you folks updated on the progress of the diet I've embarked upon in an effort to get rid of the 4 year old child that has been growing around my midsection for lo these many years.

When last we checked in the loss had tallied about 14 lbs. I'm pleased and saddened at the same time to report that an additional 4 lbs has been shed. Pleased that it melted away with relative ease and saddened to admit that 3 lbs have suddenly reappeared. (I knew that the salmon patties with biscuits and gravy last night was going to be a bad idea. Of course the cherry turnover a bit later didn't help any.)

So today it was back to the old grindstone. Starting out with a nice 3 egg omelet stuffed with ham, onions, green peppers, mushrooms and cheese. I did manage to pass up the grits with butter.

Lunch was an old pork chop from a couple of days ago with a bit of cream cheese.

This evening was a fetch and carry supper. I was sent to Chicken express to fetch supper and carry it home.

The wife had the catfish fillet dinner while the ol' Grump and I had that fancy French country cuisine... As I like to call it "Red Neck Pâté de foie gras" or fried chicken livers. Of course I did pass on the mashed potatoes and gravy with cold slaw. I guess I could have eaten a bit of the cold slaw... but hey, why take chances.

All of this washed down with a fine vintage of Diet Pepsi (best if consumed by 10-19-2009)

Don't tell me rednecks can't appreciate up town dining.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Creepy.....


.....crawly little bug
comes wandering by my foot
with only the leaves
and sticks for a rug

Where do you go so fast
scurrying here and there
antenna wiggling like hair
Why so red your ass

Is it to keep my foot
from crushing your green carapace
or to show your awful taste
to those who give a hoot

I let you go your way
asking only that you pause
for a moment and pose
Before you and I get on with our day


make with the clickty-click to embiggen

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Who do you trust?

After a bit of head scratching and a bit of conjugating on the debate between the media and the two current dominate political parties out there, I find that all my thoughts have already been thunk by those smarter and brighter than I, and if I'm smart I'll do what I have been saying for years.

"Keep your head down and your powder dry"

That being said again, it in no way keeps me from wanting to grab people by the shoulders and give them a good shake while screaming in their ear, "what's the matter with you people? Don't you see that the liberals live in a dream world?"

Ol' Milton Friedman had a way with words and an answer to at least one moonbat.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Go read this Guy

Especially this post.

Friday, August 21, 2009

Metal chapeau

Taking a lead from the inimitable elisson I have found for myself a new bit of headgear.



Giving new meaning to the term "Metal Head", which term might more aptly apply to GOC on a Sunday I am wearing a platter cover from the early part of the last century which has seen better days.

Found lying in the weeds near an old farm house it has been the object of thrown rocks, whacks from what look to be sling-blades and maybe even a lawnmower or two.

Strange location and treatment for a sterling silver cover from The Gorham Martele Company.

What strange treatment for such an item, and an even stranger resting place tonight.

If I had a brain I might refer to it as my BrainBucket

Monday, August 17, 2009

In the heat of the day

I did get up to cut the Ol' Grumps grass today. It was only 97 degrees by the time I finished.

Finally...after fiddling around most of the morning trying first one thing and then another to get the Murray riding mower to crank.

I finally narrowed the choices down to either just plain cussedness or a bad solenoid. Replaced the solenoid and it still wouldn't crank. But then I asked myself if I'd replaced all the wires in the correct order. Made one change and...it cranked. I had placed one of the small wires on the wrong post on the solenoid. Hurray

The grass at the Ol' Grumps was almost waist high and thick as could be. The Murray was moaning and belts were slipping, smoking and squealing. The blade adjustment was raised as high as I could get it. Next time I'll tell him to hire a bush hog...or maybe buy a couple dozen goats.

Speaking of cutting things.....

Our oldest daughter called the wife while on her way to work this morning. She passed along the news that the oldest grand son had tried to hack his way out of a chance meeting with a spider while helping to get the deer camp ready for the upcoming season yesterday. I guess you could say the spider won since Cody almost whacked off three of his fingers with a machete. Bird finger, pointing finger and little finger of the left hand. Only thirty stitches or so at the Washington, GA emergency room. Fortunately there was no permanent lose of any digit and the damage will heal in time. Hopefully the lesson on not over reacting to things will be imprinted on the appropriate parts of his brain. Next time he might have a chainsaw in his hands. Maybe I'll show him the three scars on my left kneecap where the chainsaw teeth nicked me several years ago just to help re-enforce that particular lesson.

One of my regulars called me as I was bringing the mower home this afternoon. I drove up after supper and picked up a few things.

One was this silver spoon from England. I'll put it next to a couple nuggets I picked up last week.



The other thing I picked up was an almost new 1866 Yellowboy (only fired once) from Cimarron's Repeating Arms. This one has the 24 inch barrel and custom engraving on the receiver. I'm not sure I'll be able to part with this baby. I don't know why as I don't do enough shooting to justify it. But better to have it and not need it than need it and not have it I suppose.

We were hoping to maybe get some rain off the tropical storm down Flordia way, but so far nothing. It's getting along about whirly girl time down that way. Hope any of you down then are battened down and provisioned up.

Ya'll come back. Maybe I'll tell you the story behind the spoon and the nuggets.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

The Muse and I

My muse has been a little quiet of late....well, actually that's not exactly true. It's more like I have been ignoring her. For what reason? Damnifiknow. Probably for many of the same reasons I have been a world class procrastinator all my life.

If it's not a crisis....fuggidaboutit.

Not that there is a crisis going on at the moment...I just felt the keyboard had been a little neglected and decided to apply fingertips to remind them of their original purpose....lest they begin to think that dust and cracker crumbs are their only companions.

Well...actually the cracker crumbs have been replaced by bits of cheese, eggs, bacon and mayonnaise for the last two weeks. Mostly that is.

I have embarked on a determined (as opposed to all the other times) quest to shed the outer child of 4 years or so of age (however old they are when they weigh about 40 lbs) that hangs around my mid section.

Older age has it's benefits I'm sure, but a slower metabolism is not one of them. Of course when I was running a portable sawmill as a business and totin' 2 X 10 X 16's around or 4 X 6 X 16's, and rolling 2 foot diameter logs up the skid poles to be sawn it was a different story. The muscle is still there....it's just marbled with plenty of fat these days. I'm afraid if I don't lose a little weight that when the Obama team starts passing out the Soylent Green I'll be classified as USDA Choice #1.

(Pause to go step on the scale, trembling in trepidation and fear.)

Good.....didn't gain any after todays debauchery at the Chinese Buffet in Dahlonega.

Down so far about 14 pounds. Average 1 a day, but in actuality a couple of days didn't show any lose because I fudged a bit. (Come on...a guy need a bit of biscuit and gravy at least once every two weeks).

What you may ask was I doing in Dahlonega, GA today? Well you may ask.

The better half decided that she was not going to hang around here today and announced that she was going to the hills and if I was going to hurry up and get in the drivers seat. I started to tell her to get in, sit down, strap in, hang on and shut up......but reason won out and I kept my lip zipped.

A pleasant trip to be sure. We took US 441 up to Baldwin and then the back roads over to Cleveland and thence on hwy 115 to Dahlonega, home of the afore mentioned Chinese Buffet (where I manfully stuck to the Mongolial Beef with onions and the Shrimp with Vegetables that I made sure contained no vegatables except onions and broccli), North GA College (still a partly military school for those young men who are hardy enough and quite a few ladies who can snap to attention with the best of them) and the Crisson Gold Mine run by the lovely Tammy with an assist from her husband and Miss Jo Jo. Here I go to pick up panning supplies, the latest issue of Gold Prospector magazine and leave a few business cards since they kindly point those who want to sell any gold they find to me.

It's not a lot generally but I certainly pay more than the local pawn shops.

After leaving there we took the road up to Suches, GA a valley that is supposed to be above the clouds but today was right smack dab in the middle of them as they dropped some blessed rain.

It rained off and on after that through Morganton, Blue Ridge, Blairsville, Young Harris, Hiwassee and Helen. It pretty much petered out by the time we got within sight of The Classic City once more though. If we hadn't gotten about a quarter inch of rain last week we'd be as dry as a popcorn fart. Need some more for sure.

We stopped a time or two.....once at the antique mall in Hiwasse where we looked around and pointed out that people who would pay their prices were way too rich and moreover were a bit stupid. A for instance would be the fact that they were asking $16.00 for common date, circulated, not graded Franklin half dollars. That's only about three times the value of the silver content. If I could sell mine at that price I could make a big dent in the mortgage on the Kudzu Hovel (KH).

We got home expecting the Ol' Grump to be waiting on his supper but he has (after four years) decided to drive himself up to his rental trailer and work on it himself instead of spending a little of his sociable security to hire someone (NOT my wife, she says, and means it) to do it. So far he hasn't wrecked the car and even goes to Home Depot, where a fifteen minute in and out to grab some screws or some such, takes two hours.

Oh well, it gets him out of the house which is what we've wanted for five years.

Perhaps tomorrow if I can get the lawnmower to crank, I'll take it up there and cut his grass.

Ya'll come back. Maybe I'll tell you about the couple who passed us going south on 441 in a Ford utility van with ladder racks on the top and just married painted on the windows.

I figured it was out of convenience since if the urge struck he could just pull over to the side, move some tools out of the way on the floor in back and knock off a quickie. The wife allowed as how he'd probably won her over by saying he had a big mobile home, but didn't say it had a Ford emblem on the front.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

A Private Companies solution to Health Care

I've always been of the opinion that private individuals have better ideas than Government for the most part.

The Wall Street Journal has printed a plan put forth by the CEO of Whole Foods.

See what you think.

* The Wall Street Journal

* OPINION
* AUGUST 12, 2009

The Whole Foods Alternative to ObamaCare


By JOHN MACKEY

“The problem with socialism is that eventually you run out
of other people’s money.”

—Margaret Thatcher

With a projected $1.8 trillion deficit for 2009, several trillions more in deficits projected over the next decade, and with both Medicare and Social Security entitlement spending about to ratchet up several notches over the next 15 years as Baby Boomers become eligible for both, we are rapidly running out of other people’s money. These deficits are simply not sustainable. They are either going to result in unprecedented new taxes and inflation, or they will bankrupt us.

While we clearly need health-care reform, the last thing our country needs is a massive new health-care entitlement that will create hundreds of billions of dollars of new unfunded deficits and move us much closer to a government takeover of our health-care system. Instead, we should be trying to achieve reforms by moving in the opposite direction—toward less government control and more individual empowerment. Here are eight reforms that would greatly lower the cost of health care for everyone:

• Remove the legal obstacles that slow the creation of high-deductible health insurance plans and health savings accounts (HSAs). The combination of high-deductible health insurance and HSAs is one solution that could solve many of our health-care problems. For example, Whole Foods Market pays 100% of the premiums for all our team members who work 30 hours or more per week (about 89% of all team members) for our high-deductible health-insurance plan. We also provide up to $1,800 per year in additional health-care dollars through deposits into employees’ Personal Wellness Accounts to spend as they choose on their own health and wellness.

Money not spent in one year rolls over to the next and grows over time. Our team members therefore spend their own health-care dollars until the annual deductible is covered (about $2,500) and the insurance plan kicks in. This creates incentives to spend the first $2,500 more carefully. Our plan’s costs are much lower than typical health insurance, while providing a very high degree of worker satisfaction.
(this money should pass to heirs, if any left at death, tax free, in my opinion)

• Equalize the tax laws so that that employer-provided health insurance and individually owned health insurance have the same tax benefits. Now employer health insurance benefits are fully tax deductible, but individual health insurance is not. This is unfair.

• Repeal all state laws which prevent insurance companies from competing across state lines. We should all have the legal right to purchase health insurance from any insurance company in any state and we should be able use that insurance wherever we live. Health insurance should be portable.

• Repeal government mandates regarding what insurance companies must cover. These mandates have increased the cost of health insurance by billions of dollars. What is insured and what is not insured should be determined by individual customer preferences and not through special-interest lobbying.

• Enact tort reform to end the ruinous lawsuits that force doctors to pay insurance costs of hundreds of thousands of dollars per year. These costs are passed back to us through much higher prices for health care.

• Make costs transparent so that consumers understand what health-care treatments cost. How many people know the total cost of their last doctor’s visit and how that total breaks down? What other goods or services do we buy without knowing how much they will cost us?

• Enact Medicare reform. We need to face up to the actuarial fact that Medicare is heading towards bankruptcy and enact reforms that create greater patient empowerment, choice and responsibility.

• Finally, revise tax forms to make it easier for individuals to make a voluntary, tax-deductible donation to help the millions of people who have no insurance and aren’t covered by Medicare, Medicaid or the State Children’s Health Insurance Program.

Many promoters of health-care reform believe that people have an intrinsic ethical right to health care—to equal access to doctors, medicines and hospitals. While all of us empathize with those who are sick, how can we say that all people have more of an intrinsic right to health care than they have to food or shelter?

Health care is a service that we all need, but just like food and shelter it is best provided through voluntary and mutually beneficial market exchanges. A careful reading of both the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution will not reveal any intrinsic right to health care, food or shelter. That’s because there isn’t any. This “right” has never existed in America

Even in countries like Canada and the U.K., there is no intrinsic right to health care. Rather, citizens in these countries are told by government bureaucrats what health-care treatments they are eligible to receive and when they can receive them. All countries with socialized medicine ration health care by forcing their citizens to wait in lines to receive scarce treatments.

Although Canada has a population smaller than California, 830,000 Canadians are currently waiting to be admitted to a hospital or to get treatment, according to a report last month in Investor’s Business Daily. In England, the waiting list is 1.8 million.

At Whole Foods we allow our team members to vote on what benefits they most want the company to fund. Our Canadian and British employees express their benefit preferences very clearly—they want supplemental health-care dollars that they can control and spend themselves without permission from their governments. Why would they want such additional health-care benefit dollars if they already have an “intrinsic right to health care”? The answer is clear—no such right truly exists in either Canada or the U.K.—or in any other country.

Rather than increase government spending and control, we need to address the root causes of poor health. This begins with the realization that every American adult is responsible for his or her own health.

Unfortunately many of our health-care problems are self-inflicted: two-thirds of Americans are now overweight and one-third are obese. Most of the diseases that kill us and account for about 70% of all health-care spending—heart disease, cancer, stroke, diabetes and obesity—are mostly preventable through proper diet, exercise, not smoking, minimal alcohol consumption and other healthy lifestyle choices.

Recent scientific and medical evidence shows that a diet consisting of foods that are plant-based, nutrient dense and low-fat will help prevent and often reverse most degenerative diseases that kill us and are expensive to treat. We should be able to live largely disease-free lives until we are well into our 90s and even past 100 years of age.

Health-care reform is very important. Whatever reforms are enacted it is essential that they be financially responsible, and that we have the freedom to choose doctors and the health-care services that best suit our own unique set of lifestyle choices. We are all responsible for our own lives and our own health. We should take that responsibility very seriously and use our freedom to make wise lifestyle choices that will protect our health. Doing so will enrich our lives and will help create a vibrant and sustainable American society.
—Mr. Mackey is co-founder and CEO of Whole Foods Market Inc.Printed in The Wall Street Journal, page A15

Copyright 2009 Dow Jones & Company, Inc. All Rights Reserved



Permission has been given for seven days to pass this around. Lets make sure it gets wide publicity and all our congress people have a copy and know if we think it is better than Obama Care.

I'm giving it to all my liberal democrit friends. I worry that I may have to draw crayon pictures to explain it to them though.

Monday, August 03, 2009

Will you be deemed a USELESS EATER

I guess that depends on who is asked the question.

Take 7 minutes out of your busy day and watch this.

Friday, July 31, 2009

Who do you trust?

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"The government can't even deliver our mail without losing money, yet
the public looks to it to manage our healthcare? Oy..."

Thursday, July 16, 2009

There and Back again..

.. to steal a line from the ol' hairy-footed hill dweller.

Made it back from out little trip on Tuesday afternoon late. Les' see....

Got to the Charleston Marriott on Friday afternoon. High class digs for an ol' red neck from Red Hill. Ate at the infamous Bubba Gumps place down on meeting street. Tourist food. The good sea food would have to wait. Still a small roomful of family and friends made it a night to remember.

The wedding on Saturday in the chapel at the Citadel was beautiful. Photos will follow. Seeing Captain Zack and his brothers in their dress uniforms along with several other heros of the recent unpleasantness in the middle east was a moving sight to these old eyes. Of course the sight of his beautiful bride and her bridesmaids made me wish I was young again.

A short trip on Sunday up to Myrtle Beach, SC (The Redneck Riviera of the East Coast) and we were soon on the beach slathering sunscreen on ourselves and trying to find a little shade. I'd almost forgotten how much fun getting out in the ocean could be.

(a little tip for those of you who like nice fluffy pillows. Don't stay at Lenny's unless you take your own pillow.)

I discovered that you can see more representatives of the more weird side of humanity from a vantage point just above and to one side of the sidewalk there than could have been imagined before this trip.

The good thing about being gone.......for a couple of days I ignored any news broadcast or political pundits what-so-ever.

I've been working on my furnace today and the hour is late. To bed go I. I'll think more on things tomorrow......maybe.

Thursday, July 09, 2009

Road Trip

Gonna be gone for 5 days or so.

Will be in Charleston, SC attending the Captain's (my nephew) wedding.

Then up to Myrtle Beach for a couple nights with the oldest daughter and her family who are on their annual vacation up there.

Surely, somewhere along the coast there will be an opportunity to eat fresh seafood.
That's the kind of diet I'm on....I see food and I eat it. (groan)

ya'll play nice.

White Trash

As a kid (a long time ago and 40 miles away) the term 'White Trash' was not an epitaph one wanted to hear affixed to ones name. Way worse than even being called 'a Nigger'.

If you were white trash you were not fit to be associated with. You probably beat your wife, drank up your paycheck, if you even bothered to work, had kids that were neglected at best and at worst were abused mentally and physically. You wouldn't or couldn't provide a decent place to live and were generally considered unfit for decent folk to associate with.

Of course this was somewhat before the era of political correctness that we now live in. The civil rights movement was getting started and the welfare state was only a gleam in the eye of Lyndon Johnson. People worked....had to...wanted to.....and did so with a will for the most part. If you didn't, and were white, you still didn't want to be called 'white trash'. That was a mark you didn't want to slip down to.

Folks...I'm from the south of the mid 1900's. We were not rich, but didn't consider ourselves poor, although we might not have had as much money as some. We had enough to take care of ourselves with maybe a few perks now and again and were farmers from farming stock going back generations. There was segregation in my early years and de-segregation before I finished high school but I can not recall any instance where my parents or grand parents treated blacks with anything but respect, which they gave to anyone who had not first acted in a manner that showed they were not entitled to respect. As children we were taught to respect everyone regardless and to not associate with those who didn't prove worthy of respect.

One of my earliest memories is of a visit I and my next younger sister had with my mothers parents. I don't know how long we stayed with them but it was long enough that we accompanied them to church.....Might have been a revival...I don't remember. What I do remember is that the congregation was black. There might have been a few other whites there, I have no memory of there being any.

Two memories do stick in my mind. They must have had a dozen preachers that day.

To a child who attended a Methodist church where the members were so few and so poor that the preacher had to what we called 'ride a circuit' in order to receive enough pay out of the collection plate to earn a half way decent living, which meant that we had 'preaching' only every second or third Sunday, to hear that many preachers on one day was an awesome sight. I remember that the preachers were so filled with 'the spirit' that they'd exhaust themselves in maybe thirty minutes or so and would sit back down sweating, huffing and wiping their brows with bandannas and then the next one would start up. Each apparently trying to outdo the others.

The second memory of that day is that as my sister, I and our grandparents were walking back up the dirt road to their house I had a strong urge to pee, so grandpa led me out of the road to behind a big ol' oak tree where I did what came natural...I sprayed the bushes as far and as high as I could reach, even shooting a stream across a huge spider web which sent the spider into paroxysms of rage and caused it to jump up and down on the web trying to startle me....which of course just made me more anxious to wash her off. Aahh.....ol' times, they are not forgotten.

So while there was discrimination and bigotry towards blacks....for the most part it didn't really affect us in a direct and personal way. To be sure we saw on the news, seen on the black and white TV at night, scenes of freedom marches and angry reactions to them by whites who wanted the status quo to remain, we in our little world didn't really understand it.

What we did understand, almost instinctively, was that we didn't want to be considered 'white trash'.

These memories returned to me this afternoon when the mother of the white trash that has been renting the Ol' Grumps doublewide up at Carnesville came by to say that her son was in jail (no real reason given) because there had been an altercation between him and his wife and her family (which had apparently been living with them for a month or so, although we were under the impression that they had their own home) and his wife and child would be moving out. (this 5 days after he had made the last bi-monthly rent payment, which was of course late) Oh, and by the way, they may be tearing the trailer up. (her way, probably, of saying that during the fight the walls and doors may have sustained some damage, which of course should not be laid at the feet of her son.....he of course having been unjustly incarcerated)

So....it turns out...'he' and maybe 'them' could be considered 'white trash' and by extension, I guess, 'Trailer Trash'.

Just damn!

The Stupidity of Government Officials

The somewhat early demise of the once black singer Michael Jackson is surely a tragedy for his children and family.

The outpouring of grief by fans of the alleged pedophile and certainly one of the weirdest human beings on the planet (although the spoof of him being an alien in Men in Black may have had more than a little basis in fact) and the intense media coverage of the entire event has to make rational thinkers wonder if indeed a very large part of the population doesn't just need to get a life.

But to have a bankrupt city in a bankrupt state spend way too much money that they don't have, and will have very little hope of ever recouping, to provide security, traffic control and other services without getting a commitment from either the family or the funeral home up front just borders on insanity. One more example of officials who just assume as a matter of course that the public coffers will always be replenished by the money that is taken through taxes from a public which is too cowed to object to their stupidity.

The question to be asked is whether they would have done as much for any of the tens of millions of the normal hard-working, tax paying citizens who live a normal life?

One wonders just what part of the word NO they don't understand.

Wednesday, July 08, 2009

A new age of slavery?

There will always be those who for whatever reason take their living from whomever they can get it from by whatever means. Seven Hundred years ago it was the lord and nobility of Europe using the existing serfdom of the poor.

Are we headed into or already in a position of serfdom?

Make with the clicky and read the article. I'd much like to hear your opinion.

Tuesday, July 07, 2009

Something to think about

Banking was conceived in iniquity and born in sin. The Bankers own the earth. Take it away from them, but leave them the power to create deposits, and with the flick of the pen they will create enough deposits to buy it back again. However, take away that power, and all the great fortunes like mine will disappear — as they ought to in order to make this a happier and better world to live in. But, if you wish to remain the slaves of Bankers and pay the cost of your own slavery, then let them continue to create deposits.”
Sir Josiah Stamp (1880-1941), one time governor of the Bank of England, in his Commencement Address at the University of Texas in 1927. Reportedly he was the second wealthiest individual in Britain.


We can argue and fight over which political party or none is the best for our well being in either the short or long run, but perhaps we are blaming the wrong people.

We can elect which ever pawn of the bankers we are fooled into supporting and nothing much will change.

Or am I just mixing my meds up lately?

I need to cut the grass

...but looking at the Gladiolus and the Hibiscus made me want to share these bit of summertime color with you instead. I can live with the grass being a little high if you can.













Like Eric I am glad I live in the South.

Jesus and the Democrat

Thanks go out to my youngest Sister for the following little bit of humor.

A Republican in a wheelchair entered a restaurant one afternoon and asked the waitress for a cup of coffee. The Republican looked across the restaurant and asked, "Is that Jesus sitting over there?"
The waitress nodded yes, so the Republican requested that she give Jesus a cup of coffee, on him.

The next patron to come in was a Libertarian with a hunched back. He shuffled over to a booth, painfully sat down, and asked the waitress for a cup of hot tea. He also glanced across the restaurant and asked, "Is that Jesus over there?" The waitress nodded, so the Libertarian asked her to give Jesus a cup of hot tea, "My treat."

The third patron to come into the restaurant was a Democrat on crutches. He hobbled over to a booth, sat down and hollered, "Hey there, honey! How's about gettin' me a cold glass of Miller Light?" He, too, looked across the restaurant and asked, "Is that God's boy over there?"

The waitress on ce more nodded, so the Democrat directed her to give Jesus a cold glass of beer. "On my bill," he said.

As Jesus got up to leave, he passed by the Republican, touched him and said, "For your kindness, you are healed." The Republican felt the strength come back into his legs, got up, and danced a jig out the door.

Jesus also passed by the Libertarian, touched him and said, "For your kindness, you are healed." The Libertarian felt his back straightening up, and he raised his hands, praised the Lord, and did a series of back flips out the door.

Then, Jesus walked towards the Democrat.

The Democrat jumped up and yelled, "Don't touch me...
I'm collecting disability.
"



That's unfortunately true of all too many people in this country today.....Democrat, Republican, Those who claim to be Libertarian and a whole bunch in between.
Also Union Members and those who are supposed to work at the Post Office.

Until we as a society realize that 'There ain't no such thing as a FREE lunch' and relearn the lessons that were taught to generations past and ignored as we became too successful for our own good, which led us into arrogance, we'll continue to slid ever farther down the slippery slope towards a failed people.

Monday, July 06, 2009

New item on side bar

Look to the left of this post and see a nice little quote. I'm going to leave it top left for a while, which, since I rarely change anything, might be for a long while.

Although the case is over 100 years old the meaning is clear. Would the current Supreme court put out a similar opinion? Good question. I'd like to think so....but then I like to think most people have a modicum of common sense about them. Of course our current overlords in high places aren't most people, are they?

Whether you think it's because of a vast conspiracy (boy do we have plenty of opinions on that) or simply that too many people have discovered that they can obtain their living by having it taken from someone else by force of law (remember the government is the only entity which can use deadly force against you legally) and given to them for only the cost of a vote or promise of same. This is plunder plain and simple, disguised as caring or charity. A noble sounding objective, charity is, but when forcefully taken from even one, to be given to any other, profanes the name.

The pendulum swings to the extremes on either side. Will the extremes this current government is going to in order to share the wealth lead inevitably to a time when everyone will defend by force of arms what is theirs and the devil take the hindmost?

It will unless some common sense is used. Unfortunately...it seems to be in short supply in some circles.

Made in China

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Once again we see that the benign, caring, peace-loving religion of Islam-o-fascists are doing their best to get along with their neighbors around the world.

I doubt the Red Chinese will put up with much of this.

Continuing attacks on the rule of law




Honduras is standing firm in the face of almost universal condemnation for their ouster of a wanna be Hugo Chavez.

They blocked the runways to prevent the ousted Manuel Zelaya from returning.

It still seems to me that their elected leaders in the congress, the Supreme Court and the Military acted properly to prevent an attempt to bypass their countries laws by a power hungry president who wanted to subvert their laws to stay in power longer than legally allowed under their laws.

Of course all the tin-pot dictators around the world...including the would-be tin-pot dictator we elected president of this country... along with the worthless UN are protesting this decision.

It's still early in his reign of terror against the rule of law and capitalism in this country but look for Barry to attempt something along those same lines if he perceives that his presidency is in danger of being limited to one or even two terms.

Think that can't happen here? Would you bet your children's future on it?

It seems to me that we've strayed pretty far afield from the vision of freedom and personal liberty that our founders had for us.

A new day......A new week

Well actually the new week started yesterday, but since I'm up early this morning it feels like the start of a new week today.

We all gathered for a memorial to the late BIL yesterday. Cried our tears, laughed our laugh and looked at pictures of a 72 year long life. Then we stuffed ourselves with food provided by the ladies of the church he and the SIL attended.

The stuffing with food is a pretty good way to say........we'll miss you ol' boy.....but life goes on.

Woke up a bit early for me....about 5:30. Normally I'm good till 6:30 or 7:00, but the wife stayed the night with her sister and so it was just the pooch and me in the king sized bed and he doesn't snore enough to keep me lulled I guess. So I'll make and early start...check the local news and set down the cereal for me and the ol' Grump.

I'm working on a homemade refractory furnace out at the shop building. Using an old 30 lb propane tank I've cut the top off and filled the bottom with cement leaving a paint can sized hole in the middle to take the graphite crucible holding the metals to be melted. An eight inch long iron pipe nipple inserted at the bottom will direct the propane flame around the crucible heating it (hopefully, if I've done it anywhere close to right) up to around 2500 to 3000 degrees F. I'll only need it to reach about 2000 degrees or so for my purposes.

I had to order a special concrete and thought that a 55 lb. bag would be plenty. I was really surprised to find that it wasn't enough to insulate the lid as well and I'll have to order another 55 lb. bag just to finish that part of the project. (that being the smallest amount I can order. One thing about it.....it'll be too heavy to move around too much.

I'll try to post pictures so you can see what I'm talking about.

That will start the day and I'm sure I'll find something else to do before lunch.






As promised a couple pictures of the furnace I'm building.
The first picture shows the lid swung open on the pin type hinge.
The second picture shows how much cement I yet have to fill in the lid.

Thursday, July 02, 2009

Another one bites the dust

It seems to be one more of those afflictions that come with getting older. My generation, the so called "Baby Boomers", start noticing that funerals and memorial services for people we knew start occurring with greater frequency....followed in due course, I guess, by the decreasing of frequency as every one else has already left you behind.

The early morning or late night calls happen often enough that you begin to respond to the ringing of the phone not with, "I wonder who that is?", but to "who left us this time?".

The afore mentioned BIL was the subject of this mornings early call. No more physical suffering......just memories and aching loneliness for the grieving widow, children, grandchildren and those close to him.

Today the bell tolls for Bobby.

Monday, June 29, 2009

Ah Jeez.....

Now this is some where you would really want to live isn't it.

Dumbass needs a little adjustment I think.

Knot Knockers

In one of my occasional forays into the jungle of the local flea market a couple of weeks ago I happened upon a table of these useful items.



Bobby Brantly and his wife were trying to sell these beautiful Baton Rouges ... Cajun for Red Sticks. (look it up)

Eighteen inches of attitude adjustment potential made from one of my favorite woods, Eastern Red Cedar.

They were trying to start a new business by showcasing his wood turning skills, since they had both lost their jobs recently. I gave him a little advice about not using his brother-in-law the lawyer to incorporate at the cost of about $2500.00 when he could do the same for about $300.00 at Legalzoom.com in about 30 minutes.
In appreciation he gave me this little bat which I then proceeded to carry all over the flea market telling everyone who would listen where to get one. I did get a few strange looks from some of the undocumented workers milling around there.

If you would like your own little Knot Knocker (individually numbered and sure to be the fashion accessory of the 2010 election season) you can give him a call at 706 601 8452. In today's economic climate we need to support those who are trying to support themselves.

Sea Breezes

No...I'm not at the shore...although I wish I was. Maybe down around Cancun or Puerto Vallarta. Anywhere that I could ignore the insanity coming out of TAP (The Asylum on the Potomac). I might even break the habit of 34 years of sobriety and have me one of those rum drinks with the little umbrella sticking out of it. Maybe then I could begin to unravel all the contradictory garbage that the dumbmass media is feeding us these days.

I notice that when the Honduran Military acted to keep the president of that country from attempting to pervert the law down there by trying to stay in office longer than legally allowed under their laws...our great democratic leaders in this country say that it is illegal.

Fidel Castro and Hillary Clinton object


At least the Wall Street Journal has the balls to call them on it.

See what I mean. Are the winds beginning to blow in a different direction just a little??

No wonder people all over the world hate us. What arrogance that we would attempt to tell them how to run their own country. Of course what would you expect from the Communists in charge of our government today.

Fidel, Hugo and Barrack. Marxists to the core.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Catching up

It seems a little odd to be putting fingertips to keyboard after a hiatus of over two weeks, but it feels like it might be time to do a little catching up.

First of all: Thanks to those who drop by here from time to time, and especially Thanks to those who have e-mailed with words of encourgagement.

Second: a few housekeeping chores. I've written before of my BIL (actually the wife's, but then I can never figure the nuances of in-law-hood out) who has had cancer for a while. Well, now he has been in a hospice care home for about 3 weeks and will likely not see many more weeks, if any. His wife (The SIL) is staying there with him full time as well as the two little dogs who were his constant companions. Thanks to the Doctors and Nurses and the drugs, he is in very little pain but also has very little apparent awareness of what is going on around him. I say apparent because I'm not sure how much his brain might sense but because of the drugs he can't respond to. I've said my good-byes to him and will hopefully meet his spirit again one day.

Third: The damn feet are still giving me some pain, especially in the heels. I'll be making another trip to the VA before too long and will try to get them to prescribe me some good insoles. I've talked to quite a few people who have had similar problems who now have gotten over it, although looking back and knowing now that I've had this problem for twenty five years or so may mean that I'll always have the problem.
People.....if you are not keeping limber by stretching or exercising.....I can testify to the importance of that.

Forth: I missed posting on Fathers Day. To make up for that I'm of a mind to tell you the story of a Father I know.

As sometimes happens hormones can overrule common sense sometimes and a child is born with out what used to be referred to as 'the benefit of marriage'. Some (more so in the past than now that it's become more common) would refer to the child as illegitimate. Personally, I think that if a mother makes the commitment to bear to term and deliver the child, that removes any negative label you might chose to place on either the mother or the child. Because that is a HUGE commitment right there. Not one to be sneered at, but rather encouraged.

Anyway a boy child was born. Quite an ordeal getting pushed out of the only home you'd ever known out into the world of light, noise and confusion. A beautiful child..
.....dark hair with the most beautiful eyes and lashes you'd ever see. And he was loved...by his mother, grandparents, babysitters and even the mothers old gray cat.
Well.....fire ants didn't love him. When he was big enough to walk out in the yard, he'd occasionally wander in to a bed of those pests and not realizing what was going on would hop up and down going OW! until someone would run over and snatch him up and brush them off his feet and legs.

Eventually the mother entered a relationship with a young man who cared for the boy as much as for his mother. One day.....maybe around the time the boy was three or four years old the boy went up to the young man and asked "Van W****, will you be my dad?"

What would you answer in a situation like that? Not married to the mother...the relationship sometimes a rocky one...some men would start running for the hills. Not Van......with a catch in his throat and maybe some dust in his eyes, he replied, "yes Cody, I'll be your dad".

He has been a great dad. From teaching the boy how to catch a ball to teaching him how to hunt and fish to committing to the mother and working to make them a family, working long hard hours which entails a lot of traveling, he'd call every night and always talk to Cody. They are as close or closer than a lot of natural Fathers and Sons. I know it hasn't always been easy. The commitment once made...has been kept. That's an honorable thing.

You've probably guessed by now that this is my grandson I'm talking about (he's 17 now and driving, will be in the 12th grade this fall).....and his Dad, Van. A man I'm proud to think of as my son.

He's earned the right to the title of Father.

Friday, June 12, 2009

Winding it down

Almost 10:30 pm.

Just about bed time.

Wow. Two posts in one day. The universe will be sucked into a Black Hole and we'll all live in Washington, D.C.

Up early this morning to make the trek down to Augusta, GA visiting the foot quack about my wheels.

Surprisingly, after a two hour drive down US 78 and I-20, the pause in the waiting room wasn't even long enough for me to turn to the article in the magazine I picked up. I'm serious.....how many of you ever arrived for a doctors appointment twenty minutes ahead of the scheduled time and then were ushered into the inner sanctum within a minute and a half.

Then the doctor actually comes into the room before I had my shoes and socks off and had time to lean back in the space chair.

Come on...this is the VA.

Even the nurse was bored.

Another two shots into the feet. Apparently if the pain level has receded from +10 to about 7 in a month or so...you get another set of shots. Can't hurt...well I did flinch a little.

I must confess that for about 3 hours I didn't have any pain at all in what my DDM (Dear Departed Mother) used to call my snow skies. Although she would now have to admit that I have more than grown into them.

A quick stop at the paymaster to garner funds for the requisite bag of Crunchy Cheetos's that will fuel the 2 hour trip back home and I'm on my way.

I'd spotted a sign for a rifle range down below Lexington as I went down and I stopped on the way back.

Owned and operated by a former Naval Chief Petty Officer it offers steel targets out to the 750 yard line plus a competition pistol and rifle range including tower. I will definitely be dropping a few dollars here in the near future.

After a stop by the bank and home I had to run out to make a buy of the shiny stuff and stop by the junk store and flea market my buddy runs.

Then home again to change into attire more suitable for a visit to the Funeral Home in Monroe to pay our respect to the Ol' Grumps younger sister recently relieved of the burden of the Big C. A relief I'm sure, both to her and her children. While the sorrow of her passing from their presence will take a while to get over they can feel gladness that her suffering is over and she died peacefully at home not long after awakening and being bathed and made comfortable by one of her daughters just after sunrise of day before last. They'll lay her beside her husband of over 50 years on Sunday. The wife and Ol' Grump will attend.

While I....

Well, I will be celebrating Family in another way. A gathering from far and wide of the Dunagan Clan at the Methodist Campground near Lawrenceville.

I'm really looking forward to seeing people I've not seen in many years as well as some I saw only recently at the service for my Aunt Margret. A joyous celebration of noise and food as we try to catch up on what everyone has been up to.

While everyone will not be able to attend, as we are flung to the winds, those who are absent will be fondly remembered and missed a great deal.

Life.....huh? Ain't it great.

Go and watch

Bill Whittle

Just damn.

This is why he has millions of visitors and I have 10 per day.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Friday, June 05, 2009

Evidence ??

There are those who say that we evolved from monkeys.

Perhaps here is evidence of that.

Either that or evidence that the Irish DE-volve when they get a few pints into 'um.

Thursday, June 04, 2009

Another Month

Just Damn....

June already.

Payday has come and gone and I'm nearly back to square one again.

Ha! It was late last month when last we heard from the intrepid boy skyman.

The muse has certainly been quite of late... but then to those who have read much of this bit of shit and giggles you know that she doesn't speak very often in my presence anyway.

Truth be told.... I've been reading enough good bloggers to feel ashamed that anyone would waste the time to come here more than once.

That's why I have sisters......they come back often enough to prompt me to post something just to let them know that I'm still alive.

Speaking of Sisters...

I am blessed with nearly a half dozen of pretty good ones and I don't tell them often enough. Shush....I don't want them to get wind of it.

My northernmost sister was recently blessed to have her youngest return from Iraq after a year or so serving with the 10th_Mountain_Division.

As you might imagine that has put a pretty big smile on her face.



Now consider that this is her Third son to have returned safely from over there and you will see two things...

1st...She started having children in the first grade...

2nd...She is a Blue Star Mom who rates a Gold Medal IMHO.

Short pause while I blow my nose and wipe my eyes here.

There is hope for our country yet when we consider that we still have young men such as these.

I sometimes grow discouraged when considering the path that the land of liberty seems to be taking, but if you'll read some of the quotes at that last link you might be hopeful for the future at least.

The pendulum swings from extreme to extreme. I just need to remember.....This too shall pass.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

We are losing our country.....

.....to political correctness.

Things like This bring on a RCOB over my eyes and a spike in blood pressure that makes my ears ring.

How long before we rise up and start shooting the Bastards?

Monday, May 25, 2009

Wicked Transgressions

Just over 120 days into this mess......

"Our current political administration has followed the left-wing liberal domestic and foreign agenda to the letter. Domestic policies include higher taxes, more welfare, encouragement of union power, destruction of capital markets, driving out wealth and investment, and tossing a cascade waterfall of handouts to band-aide an economic malaise. The new foreign agenda is to renounce a previous stance of patriot hawkishness, embrace enemies with timidity, and put forth unabashed appeasement that would do Neville Chamberlain proud."

Roger Wiegand.

Where will all this lead us? I'm not sure, my crystal ball having sustained a decidedly cracked appearance long ago, but it might not be to everyone's liking.

Answers.....I have none for certain, but suggest that you get out of debt, spend substantially less than you earn and save the rest, stock up on things you think might become harder or more expensive to get, reduce your exposure to the dictates of a capricious political class, grow a portion of your food to give you experience if you have to grow even more, obtain a parcel of land to either live on or be prepared to move to if things become more dangerous, study ways to defend all those things you consider precious including yourself, and become involved with people of like principals and beliefs.

Perhaps we should take a lesson from that ol' frog caught in the egrets mouth...with his little fist firmly clasped around the birds throat, croaking "never give up".

With a tip of the hat to Pamela Geller with a timely reminder of the heritage we rest upon. Go and be reminded.


The people never give up their liberties, but under some delusion. - Edmund Burke, statesman and writer (1729-1797)

When an entire culture is guilty of evasion on so enormous a scale, the first thing to do, if one does choose to not be an evader, is to identify the issue that people are afraid to see.
[...]
When intellectual disintegration reaches such absurd extremes as, on one side, the claim of some "conservatives" that the United States was the product of of tradition worship, and on the other side, the use of a political designation such as "a totalitarian liberal" -- it is time to stop and realize that there are no intellectual sides any longer, no philosophical camps and no political theories, nothing but an undifferentiated mob of trembling statists who haggle only over how fast or how slowly we are to collapse into a totalitarian dictatorship, whose gang will do the dictating and who will be sacrificed to whom. Ayn Rand, March 26, 1961

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Potato Salad

I do love me some potato salad.

But these girls take it to new levels.

Watch it all, they were born with no spines.

Potato Salad

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Some days

There are some days when you just wish you felt as good as everything looks.

What a day. One of those all too infrequent days when the combination of temperature, sunshine, blue skies and low humidity make you want to take a movie of it in your mind and play it over and over.

Did you ever peer into a bluebirds nest and admire the delicate color of the eggs. That was the color of the sky this afternoon. With just a few puffy white clouds around the fringes for contrast, it seemed to me to be both warm and gentle and cool like a breeze from a high mountain lake. If that seems contradictory, so be it, I only know what it was like to me, not how to describe it to you. Close your eyes and dream your own dream.

Not too much foot pain first thing in the morning. Of course doing the foot and hamstring stretches caused a few wrinkles in the brow and a murmured "oh damn" or two.

Why is it that the older we get the things we want stiff aren't and the the things we want to be flexible are stiff? Does that seem fair to you?

Of course by this evening the pain in my heels was beginning to make me want to throw up a little. Sorta took the pleasure right out of the day.

I took the insoles the podiatrist gave me out of the shoes and replaced them with some Dr. Scholl's gel inserts. We'll see how that works tomorrow. Why would a guy who spent all those years in medical school assume the a hard piece of plastic under my heel in exactly the place where it hurts the most will magically fix the problem? Jerk!

One thing we're not short on these days is people who are dissing this, that or the other. If you watch the network news or listen to any talk radio at all you may be tempted to go look for a deserted island in the middle of the Pacific somewhere.

Too much noise!

The youngest grand daughters other grandmother sent the wife an email this morning with a poem she wrote describing her joy in the grand daughter. You've seen her pictures on this blog. They don't begin to express the sense of joy and wonder she possesses. I'll paste a bit of what she wrote here....

She Dances With Joy



No Inhibitions, No Holding back, Just Pure Joy

The world hasn't gotten to her heart to censor her yet.



She senses pure joy and cannot contain the feeling,

It’s like playing with mud pies and not realizing you're dirty.



It’s like running in the rain and not noticing that your shoes are squishing and if you do – just laughing!



It’s like seeing your Grand parents drive up and being so excited you just jump up and down and start dancing in place before your feet can actually move toward them.



It’s like holding your Mommie and Daddy’s hands and counting 1, 2, 3, and getting a big swing and feeling secure that they are not going to drop you.



It’s the pure joy of going to Grandma’s house and knowing you're almost there and you are squirming in your seat because you know you are going to get hugs and kisses.


It’s like riding the 4 wheeler with your Daddy and Mommie with the wind blowing in your face and yelling in the wind to see where the sound goes and your Mommie and Daddy is laughing and doing it with you.

It’s the moment she sees her Grand Daddy drive up in his Big Red tuck to pick her up that she races to the fence and calls “Grand Daddy” and hops up and down and races to the door – trusting he'll be right there.



Of course this is the first grandchild from their only child (will there be more?) so perhaps her astonishment and joy might be understandable.

I don't think it lessens with additional children or grand children.......we just are so busy we don't notice it as much.

Any hoo........foot pain aside....the day and the joy were quite enough.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Mother's Day

Once again it has rolled around.

Around here at lunch time it has left me in the company of the ol' Grump and the pooch. Thrown on our own devices to find something to eat.

Two of the daughters...mothers themselves, have taken the wife to Applebees for lunch and a girly meal.

I don't mind so much since I carried her to an over crowded buffet style steak house last night and filled her up with as much as she was able to carry back to the table.
Yeast rolls seemed to have a particular attraction to her.

Me...I was after a pink in the middle piece of cow or two and all the fried popcorn shrimp I could get on the plate along with it. I was going to partake of the clam chowder as it looked and smelled pretty good, but dessert got in my way.

Anyway..I'm pretty glad for all the mothers in my life, both now and in the past.

I can barely remember my Great Grand mother Mahaffee, Francis. Her daughter Mattie Lou married my paternal Grandfather Oscar, which produced my Father who married My Mother Ada Inez, which produced me and five sisters (all Mothers, and good ones), which allowed me (well not really allowed, since it was and elopement) to wed the mother of three fine children...two girls and a boy who themselves are now mothers and fathers.

So it's a pretty good day all around.

I got up and did the recommended stretching of my feet and determined to stay off them as much as possible today. This will be accomplished by reclining in the Easy-Boy and elevating them, making the flow of blood to my head somewhat easier where I shall no doubt dream of all the mothers in my life.....now....in the past...and in the future.

For without mothers would we have a future to look forward to...and would we want to.

Friday, May 08, 2009

I still live....

Walking......not so much.

Spent most of the day yesterday driving to and from the VA in Augusta, GA. Two hours each way more or less depending on lead in foot and how may stops at old friends I make on the way back..

Had an appointment in the podiatry clinic at 11am. Finally got called in at 12:15 which was about as I expected although generally they are a little quicker.

I've complained from time to time about my Plantar Fasciaiatis problems. New shoes didn't work.....new insoles of varying heights of arch support and heel cushioning didn't help. So a couple of Cortizone shots in the heel and arch of each foot.

It's some better today. I came in a while ago and took off the shoes and socks and intend to put my feet up on the recliner is just a bit.

The bad part of yesterday was that I was late taking a medication when I got home and it kept me awake until about 4am this morning. Getting up at 6:45 wasn't something I wanted to do....but did and got a little work done today. I've got things boiling and covered and I'll look at them again in the morning.

In other news I invite you to click on the link in my sidebar for Pat Dollard. If you feel a need now-a-days to defend the Constitution and the Free Market system that has led to our once and future great country being the shining city on the hill that so much of the world wants to come to and participate in you might want to join with like minded folks there in an effort that will be worth your while.

I'm off to finish reading my favorite blogs and leave snarky comments then to the recliner......Anything good on the boob tube tonight?

Monday, May 04, 2009

A Challange

I am pleased to have a friend in Toccoa GA who I attended church with and served with in several leadership positions.

When first we met it was obvious that he was as disdainful of Vietnam Veterans as I was proud to be one.

Over the course of several years and many heartfelt discussions (always respectful, even if sometimes I did leave his presence thinking to myself, "what an idiot", as I am sure did he) we began to understand each others motivations and I'm happy to think he began to have a different understanding of the reason some serve in an unpopular cause in the face of massive disapproval of those whose respect we most wish.

As Gary began to learn more of the founding of this great country and the at times contentious reasoning's of the signers of the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution of the United State and Bill of Rights he realized that they were motivated more by a desire to live in the freedom they believed was a God-Given Gift to every being on the planet than simply to oppose a tiny (compared to now) burden of taxes placed on a population that struggled to eke out a living from a sometimes inhospitable land. He began to walk with a decidedly more upright lean to his stride...
..toward freedom as a default position.

I can't claim any credit for his decision, he chose a different path as he learned to think more on his own and not take so many of his positions blindly from those he had previously listened to and followed for so many years. I only hope I caused him to begin the process of seeking to learn.

I can never convince anyone of the rightness of my position....hell, I'll be questioning it myself until I run out of time....and if I learn a thing that is different and I determine the truth of it, I'm not afraid to change. After all that is what we do as long as we live....if we think.

The link Here is to a long blog post... but I challenge you to read it through to the end. I don't have enough readers of this pissing and moaning to think it will make a difference........I just hope in the long run YOU will think it did.

Click above or copy and paste this

http://sipseystreetirregulars.blogspot.com/2009/05/missed-anniversary-vous-les-americains.html

"There's a drug issue"

2:30 am Monday morning

Said the officer as he headed down the steps.

"I figured it was something like that", I said as we thanked him and he went down the drive to his car.

He and his partner had responded to our call to give a 20 year old girl (you can't call her a woman if she doesn't have, apparently, enough sense not to do the things she's doing, can you) a ride back to where ever it is she's supposedly living tonight.

We were awaken by the doorbell, which set the pooch off like a rocket. Not without reason since a moment before he (and we) was asleep on the pillow above the wife's head.

Tiny he may be....but in his mind this is his turf and he'll defend it (or at least give me enough warning to grab the nearest pistol) with all the heart of a doberman crammed down into the body of an eighteen pound Yorkie.

Outside on the steps was the girl who'd caused his alarm.

"Can I use your phone to call for a ride, or can you give me a ride home", she asked.

"I've pee'd myself, I'm pregnant".

"Wait there, I'll get the phone". I closed and locked the door.

"I'm calling the police", said the wife, "I told her the last time I would"

I was going to give the girl a ride but my wife's instincts are more right than mine. This was the 3rd time in the past 2 months this same girl had turned up on the doorstep in the early morning hours needing a ride home.

I had given her a ride the first time. It was the second morning of the big snow when the power and phone was out and she was trying to walk home in her pajamas. The second time my wife sent her and her girlfriend on their way, saying we were'nt a taxi service.

Always on a Monday morning. Always apparently the guy in the story had kicked her out of the house. Probably after a weekend of partying and her presence no longer tolerable or useful.

Just Damn.

It seems there are more than a million stories here in the big metropolis of Clarke County. And no shortage of stupid young girls who never knew their father because their mother was also stupid and will be perpetuating these disaster stories into the future.

There ought to be a spay and neuter program set up for some of these kids.

Maybe do it without anesthetic.