us alive today. And as many women (gotta be politically and honestly correct here, lest the overlords come down on me) I'm sure.
Everything below this
http://hosted.ap.org/dynamic/stories/U/US_SUPERSONIC_SKYDIVER?SITE=AP&SECTION=HOME&TEMPLATE=DEFAULT&CTIME=2012-10-14-11-33-29
on Drudge today is a waste of time.
Almost two month since I've felt up to posting here.
Sick?
No.
Just a general feeling that I'd better be doing more to prepare our personal lives for the continued downward spiral our so called civilization is taking down the enameled throne.
Perhaps this will explain in part why.
http://youtu.be/4R4KtYVF-74
Cause for thought, methinks.
We continue to slowly work on the new place. We are coming up on six months here in 4 days.
Still much, much to be done. And likely much will still likely to need doing in six more months.
I was scrounging around for a door to put on the well house. The original interior doors had been left in an open shed down behind the galvanized man cave. Just placed on the ground edge down.
Termites had eaten a little on a few of them.
When I started taking the cracked and peeling paint off the one selected for the well house, I found this.......
Reluctantly the Gov't admits that the unemployment numbers rose slightly to 8.3%. Not bad.......
Until, that is, you start digging a little deeper
http://www.cnbc.com/id/48468748
If you try to find out what the real U6 numbers are...
http://data.bls.gov/cgi-bin/surveymost
you find the information is not available at this time.
Do they really believe we are that Stupid.
I've got news for them.
We're not Stupid.
Well, if you depend on the gov't for a living you might be.
WalMart..........
A place where you can get anything you want
http://www.thesmokinggun.com/documents/sex-inside-kansas-walmart-587324
I know I shouldn't make fun of people, but, Just Damn!
Sorta makes me reconsider my general policy of looking people in the eye and giving them a smile.
Seems appropriate......
Later today the Kudzu Wife and I will travel south a couple hours for the viewing of my aunt Mary Lou, my fathers younger sister.
This, just four weeks since we lay my uncle Jim to rest.
While Jim's passing was expected as he'd had heart problems for several years, aunt Mary Lou's caught me off guard. At a family reunion three weeks ago she seemed in good spirits and reasonable health. Of course, she was eighty years old and the heat was a hellish 100 + degrees. That will wilt anyone's cool and we bustled her into the dining facility where the air conditioning was a blessing.
She and I had talked much of some of her memories of growing up on my Grandfather Oscar's dairy farm and event from her early life. I had every intention (of which the road to hell is paved) of traveling down to her home to record some family history.
She was preceded in death by her husband Carl, a WWII POW veteran, and one son. She leaves behind sons and a daughter, Son-in-law and daughter's in law, many grand children, maybe even great grand children for all I know, and many nieces and nephews, especially one who will remember her for her courage in the face of adversity, and a beautiful smile that lit up every place I ever saw her
She will be missed.
Not many people have watched, listened or read reports of the shooting in Colorado without cringing from the horror that was inflicted in that movie theater. And not only in the theater. Horror that such an event could take place in any town, to any group of people, their families, neighbors, sons and daughters.
It is such a horror that most people after the first few days of reportage just want to tune it out. After all, 'it couldn't happen here, could it'?
From Neal; http://www.zombie-slayer.com/neal/
“Our main agenda is to have ALL guns banned. We must use whatever
means possible. It doesn’t matter if you have to distort facts or even
lie. Our task of creating a socialist America can only succeed when
those who would resist us have been totally disarmed.”
So you see, they do plan on trying to disarm the people, and take
away their ability to resist. Our founders warned us about this as well.
George Mason clearly stated that ” To disarm the people….is the best
and most effectual way to enslave them.” Andrew Fletcher said, ” The
possession of arms is the distinction of a free man from a slave.” James
Madison explained that ” The Constitution preserves the advantage of
being armed which Americans possess over the people of almost every
other nation where the governments are afraid to trust the people with
arms.” Therefore, if the government does not trust us to keep and bear
arms, why in God’s name should we trust them?
The government has already shown its willingness to disarm the
American people in times of crisis. Just look back at the actions of the
New Orleans Police and the National Guard during the aftermath of
Hurricane Katrina and you will see that the government will go door to
door confiscating your guns, even though you have done absolutely
nothing to warrant such confiscations. If they did it then, you can bet
your ass they will do it again in the event of another full scale
crisis.
Add to that the fact that the odds are that the U.S. will sign the UN
Arms Trade Treaty. We the people did not elect the UN to represent us,
and they have no legal authority to restrict our right to possess
firearms. Yet, according to former Ambassador to the UN, John Bolton,
that is exactly what this treaty will do. Bolton is quoted as saying
that the treaty “is trying to act as though this is really just a treaty
about international arms trade between nation states, but there is no
doubt that the real agenda here is domestic firearms control.”
None of this may mean anything to you as you may not own guns, or you
may not notice that your freedom is being eroded. But it damn sure
worries me. I could honestly care less if you choose to deny the obvious
truth that your government is out to enslave you. Unfortunately, the
actions of the government will affect me as much as they affect you.
However, as Henry Ford once said, ” Thinking is the hardest work there
is, which is probably the reason so few engage in it.” Well, I have
certainly provided you with a lot to think about. So I will allow it to
sink in while I return you to your regularly scheduled programming.
Certainly there are deranged people living among us. (I suspect I have been suspect from time to time) But, there seems to me that whenever an event, a crisis, a happening is needed to either turn our attention away from, or towards, whatever is wanted by the PTB, such an event comes to pass.
Deranged............your guess is as good as any.
..just one person with a concealed carry permit had been in that movie theater in Colorado.
Would there have been several less people dead and dozens less wounded?
I think it was in a Robert Heinlein book that I first read the phrase, "an armed society is a polite society".
Do you think James Holmes would have gone to the theater if he'd thought, "well, nearly every adult there will be armed"? Or would he have thought, "maybe I'd better just shoot myself and end it quickly and cleanly rather than possible be wounded multiple times very seriously and it's gonna hurt one hell of a lot".
I have mostly avoided large public gatherings all my life simply out of a dislike of huge anonymous crowds. This shooting however will not have a big impact on me personally, but for 80 some odd people and their family and friends it's something that will drastically change their lives forever.
Always, always be aware of your surroundings, and have a personal plan for defense of yourself and your loved ones.
Why does the United States have to do anything? http://www.reuters.com/article/2012/07/18/us-syria-crisis-usa-idUSBRE86H1ET20120718
When did we take the Syrians to raise? For years we've bad mouthed Assad. Now we want to save him.
"The window is closing, we need to take action in
a unified way to help bring about the transition that the Syrian people
so deserve," White House spokesman Jay Carney said at a news
conference.
This is Washington speak for, "we want to be in control of what happens in Syria".
Why not let the Syrians duke it out for them selves. All we'll do by engaging in a power struggle with Russia or any of the factions in that area is piss them off, waste Billions of dollars, and, probably, in the end, waste the blood and lives of military and civilian people for something we'll regret.
We certainly need a government that does less.
Is this the first major federal domino?
http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10000872396390444097904577535322022316422.html?mod=WSJ_hppMIDDLENexttoWhatsNewsSecond
The USPS has been hemorrhaging money like blood from a botched backstreet abortion for years.
Is it time to pull the plug?
Anything I need to send anywhere, if it can't be done electronically, I use Fedex. Does it cost more? Yes, but I'll gladly spend the few extra shekels to promptness and security.
Like many another federal program the USPS as is presently structured is doomed. Eleven Billion each year is mandated they put into retirement accounts and retirement health accounts. That's with a B .
Wouldn't it make more sense to phase out those payments. Require the remaining employees to pay into a retirement account that they will own and control such as is the social security program in Chile. While you might think Chile is a third world country, their social security program is a diamond in a world of gravel.
What will be next? Already cities all over the country are either declaring bankruptcy, or thinking seriously.
It's coming.
Are you ready?
Really?
POTUS meets with Jerry Springer
http://www.wcpo.com/dpp/news/local_news/president-obama-lands-in-tri-state-traffic-delays-can-be-expected
and we're supposed to take him seriously?
Leftest idiots in Cali-fucked up are considering a plan to Condemn Mortgages.
Condemn them........take them over from the lawful holders of the legal Contracts, in effect, to seize the property of the legal owners and do what they think is in the best public interest with the government becoming the owners.
Just following the thief-in-charge Barrack who stole a large part of General Motors.
Check it out below.
http://news.yahoo.com/calif-cities-eye-plan-seize-mortgages-190416716--finance.html
I wonder if anybody ever stops by here any more.
Seems like when I come by I get distracted by reading those blogs I like and forget that I can throw up bits of wit and wisdom myself. Well the wisdom is mostly in my own mind and the wit is of the dim kind.
The Kudzu Wife (KW) and I have been attempting to adapt to living in our new place of course. Slowly I'm getting a few things done around here. (very slowly it seems) I've gotten a few panels of picket fence painted and put up along the front. About 100' out of 400'. I'm painting them before putting them up since they'll be backed by the 12' Leyland Cypress between us and the road. If I paint one side of a panel and place it against the wall to dry on one side of the shed and the back side of another panel on the other side, I can get 3 to 4 a day done, letting the paint dry before laying another panel against it.
Finally we got a wall unit heat pump for the Green Room ( it has green carpet, which the wife isn't too keen on, hence the name). I've moved the living room furniture in there. The old living room will become in time the formal sitting room when we've found the right antiques to fill it.
We've a solitary apple tree in the yard. Neglected for who knows how many years we were only able to get the bottom part pruned before warm weather sat in early this year. I walked out thru the bermuda grass barefoot and picked one of the few apples this evening. Walking barefoot in the grass eating one of your own apples has to be one of God's little gifts.
Earlier today I did a little practicing with one of these beauties.
I thought I'd broken my drought here at the Kudzu Patch the other day with a post on why I left the pine limb I'd been sitting on.
Turns out that since I'm too smart to read up on the new Blogger dashboard I mistakenly posted it on Second Chances, a blog I deserted some time ago. It and another I put up tonight.
Seems too much trouble to try to move them. If you want to see you can go to http://kdzu.blogspot.com/
Maybe I need some second chances myself.
Time will tell.
I think I was 10, maybe 11, the first time I climbed a silo. My dad would have busted my ass for sure, had he caught me in the middle of the climb. For doing such a dangerous thing, he'd say, but probably for near giving him a heart attack if the truth be known. But he was himself no stranger to attempting new things, so, just maybe, a little bit of pride that I had a bit of himself in me.
I was a smallish kid, hell, who am I kidding, I was damn near the runt of my class up until I took a growth spurt in the 11th grade. That includes all the girls too. So to climb a 60 ft. tall silo, where the steel rods circling it were over 2 1/2 feet apart once you got above 20 feet up, was something of a stretch for me. Good thing I didn't weigh too much. My scrawny arms could each pull me up once I got my fingers around the next ring. Today they wouldn't hold half my ass off the ground.
But, I was young, lean and uncaring of the height. I just wanted to get to the top. Every ring higher brought new vistas to my sight. I could see over the cow shed, out over the coastal bermuda pasture, to the creek beyond, to the alfalfa field, to the far trees. All familiar, yet completely different from my new found prospective. A new world, with heretofore unseen places to be explored. And I did.
Every since, I've loved being up high, able to see farther, more, new. Possibly one reason I wanted to fly for the army.
I still have a desire to own one of the old fire towers.
There are quite a few of them still around here in NE Georgia. Most are locked so you can't climb to the top, mostly abandoned since the proliferation of small aircraft flying around enables quicker detection and locating of forest fires, but every time I drive past one, that urge to be up high, to see farther than those pitiable ground crawlers, strikes, filling my imagination with what wonders could be seen from up there.
Maybe this explains some of my desire in these somewhat unsettled economic and political times, to think on what might be, good or ill, and to desire to know ahead of time, like the fire watchers of yesterday, what is coming, to be able to shout a warning, or simply to radio, "all is calm, no problems to be seen, wow what a view".
If I were young again..........I'd go climb a pine tree.
When I don't post for a while (3 wks or so) I come back to find that blogger has completely revamped the dashboard where these rantings and ravings are composed with great attention to punctuation, grammar and all those other things the english teachers in high school cracked my knuckles about.
All I wanted to do is let folks know that my email (which I thought was posted in the About Me section), was not.
I have corrected that oversight. This may result in more spam and ads for male enhancement, which I may need, but the fact of four (count 'em) 4 children shows that I've had sex at least 4 times in my life and any inadequacies were not sufficient to prohibit getting the job done. Of course I am well trained in the art of artificial insemination.
So, if anyone wishes to converse outside the comment section, please avail yourself of the email link.
House keeping aside, it's been hot and dry here for the last few days. Actually the dry part stretches back much farther than has been good for the ecological health of the local flora. Cranking the lawnmower automatically creates a cloud of good red Georgia dust that covers everything in the area.
We watered Kathrine and the other flowers today. I found the sprinkler while trying to arrange some of the mess in the Man Cave. Of course the mechanism on the sprinkler which caused it to wave back and forth broke on the first wave and we could only water in one direction. But the Gladiolas and roses seems a little brighter for the effort. Tomorrow I may water the Tomatoes.
I sure hope they bloom this year, but since they were only planted 6 weeks ago I'm having my doubts.
Oh yes, does anyone have and atomic powered post hole digger. That may be the only way to get a hole of more than two inches deep dug here at the Periwinkle farm.
The Kudzu Wife (KW) has been having a grand time finding previously undiscovered flowers and plants around the New Place (NP). From the large single white Iris to Tulips, Daffodils and Wisteria, to dozens of Purple Plum sprouts along with the Carolina Jasmine and other plants we have no idea of (apparently some of the previous owners were gardening enthusiasts), it is a discovery of moment each day.
This afternoon she pointed out a Manzanita. Don't know if it is one of This Breed but, if so, I'm gonna sit back and collect the monthly checks for tending it. (by which I mean that I'll not piss on it at night when I go out to water the oak trees.
You need to seriously reconsider that assumption.
Before the sun set on July 29, 2010, Diane Avera was in the Marengo County Jail, where she would remain for forty days. At one point she was shackled to a restraint chair for 17 hours. During that time she was denied water or access to a bathroom. She also developed edema in her feet. Edema-related blood clots have been identified as the cause of death for several of the inmates who have perished while chained to the “Devil’s Chair.”
Click to read the whole thing.
We've now slept in the New place for a week. My bed is as comfortable as at the old place and no more willing to eject me kicking and screaming at sunrise.
Now however, as in days of yore, I don't have to go to work. When my feet hit the floor.......
here I am.
Having recently reached the age of drawing my sociable security (oxymoron) the thoughts of, "what if the gubbermint cuts ss out, or, more likely, continues to pay, only with rapidly depreciating $'s?"
Truthfully, I'd feel it, but it would only inspire harder work.
Eric Peters @ http://ericpetersautos.com/2012/04/06/anti-authoritarianism-starts-within/
puts it in perspective.
We've been the victims of of a massive ponzy scheme and wholesale robbery for the past 76 years. And every year the thieves grow more bold and audacious, extracting more and more from their gullible victims to the point that now we willingly and gladly hold our moth filled purses out for their plundering, hoping that we'll live long enough to be the eventual recipients of their Robin Hood largess, ignoring the fact that Robin always keeps most for himself and his Gay band and we'll get the crumbs.
Interesting reading for an early morning, but since I've been harping on it for 30 + years and still gladly find my pittance in the bank once a month, I'm as much a thief as the rest.
.."We just moved in our new house today..."
Actually it was last night. After moving the bed, the tv, the couch and love seat, much other stuff also, and all the stuff we've moved over the past months, last night was the night.
We left the old house after 6pm and headed into the east, where lurked a big dark storm cloud. Thankfully it was moving away from us, and as we were approaching Royston there emerged the biggest double rainbow ahead of us.
I told the kudzu wife that it was sitting over our new place and sure enough as we were about 1/4 mile down the road you could see that, indeed, I was right. A good omen you'd think, and we did. Then, we walked in to the house. Hot, only eighty......but, the air had been working when we left keeping a nice 72 degrees. Air conditioner out. I have no idea what might be wrong. Thankfully almost every room has high ceiling and fans. With the windows open and the fans moving the air around we were able to tolerate the head and indeed, before morning I'd pulled the sheet over me. Hopefully the people at the AC office will be here this afternoon.
.....to look a lot less like home around here.
We've been slowly moving those things that not necessary for day to day life from here to the New Place. Today we moved the gun cabinet, the filing cabinet, the washer and dryer, the chest of drawers, the kitchen table and the best sleeping and rocking e-z-boy in the world, plus most of the canned goods in the pantry and cereal and spices in the cabinets.
The phone guy is supposed to show up at the New Place in the morning between 8:00 and 12:00, which means that I get to arise early and make the trek in order to wait upon their timing. Seems to be something wrong with the service provider and the payment provider paradigm here.
The phone and internet will be stopped here on Thursday, and since we can't live for even a moment with out either will of necessity be living there no later than Thursday and likely sooner. Then I won't have to get up here, have a nice cuppa coffee and decide when to go work on the New Place, I'll just wake up in the middle of a project for a long time. More will get done and progress will be visible, if only slightly more than now.
We found a huge white Iris there today. The youngest grand daughter said it was almost as tall as her. Little surprises like that are nice. No picture.........the camera is, of course, not at this place.
