Stupid spots

Anyone notice those dumb white ovals folks have in their cars? You know the ones. Stuff like OBX for outer banks. I hate them. I want one that says SWO for stupid white oval. I saw one that was even worse today. It was a blue spot on a red background. Said I'm a bright blue spot in a very red state. Huh? Well then someone doesn't belong, right? Kinda like when I go into a new bar and can't see the people til someone cracks a joke. Hmm guess I might wanna leave. I digress. There is nothing about you that makes me think you're bright, Mr blue spot! I think you might be rather dull in fact. I wonder how far one can center one of those with a .300, or an ought6? Might make a great contest one day. To hell with Turkey shoots, lets use those blue spots. For the record I think they originated in Dick Hater Georgia, aka Decatur.

Jesse's Page

The first time I met Jesse he tossed a food bowl at me. I came to learn that he was a sentient being with a sharp mind. I remember teaching him about mailboxes. We have a rural box that must have looked for all the world like it could eat a horse. I learned not to do just anything while leading the horse. After a bit he could open the box and check for mail. He was tied to the trailer on the side with the tack room one day. He opened a tool type box and got into some horse

cookies. Through another lid as I remember. Jesse liked gates. He could open them or jump them. Didn't seem to matter which.

I watched as he begun to get ill, a droopy lip and an eye that he had trouble closing. Thought he had a stroke or nerve damage from the hoof of another. I watched as my wife worried and fretted over him, unsure what to do. He went to the university of Georgia twice, only to find nothing. He was having trouble eating, maybe losing some of his feeling in his tongue. Dropping more of his food. I watched my wife wrestle with the decision of when to put a friend and companion down. This happened on Monday of thanksgiving week. I then watched her question her decision. What made her think she was god?

The preliminary report was a tumor on the brain stem. He was glad he didn't have to suffer that to the end.

I've often wondered about the bond between these women and their horses. I always thought it was a control issue, and nothing more. I have come to understand that the horses are really giving a gift.

PS. Thanks to those that helped her through a tough time, and thanks Whit for sharing your wisdom.

Pets

Pic is of the Mackinaw Bridge, taken from the St Ignace side.

Yeah I know it's been a long time. Lots of things going on in my world, and not much of it good. Reese the Doberman has been diagnosed with

Melanoma. She had surgery to remove it, and will have another to get a better margin. Jesse the Horse seems to have a tumor hiding somewhere. Not sure but have ruled everything else out. Not sure how much time he has. Measuring in months, not years. I need more dental surgery. Remains to be seen how much.

I see that the young girl run down by her Father has died. We need to bring back hanging. The Imam that was killed by the FBI had a great turnout at his funeral. Dearborn Michigan should be the next front in the war against radical islam. Might have to give Dcat her due on this one. She doesn't see any muslims as non-radical. The funeral would suggest she is right. Ever wonder what it's like to be Poland? Russia practising war games of a nuclear variety at them. Obama, you are either the dumbest son of a bitch on the planet, or the evilest. Things are tightening up around here for the rest of us that ducked the first round of recession. Don'tcha wonder where this is going.... Put em all in bread lines to quell dissent. That works well in the cities, but not here in Red Neck Holler. Ammo is still scarce here.

What next

Pic is of Lake superior from the catwalk of Crisp Point lighthouse. Anyone see Pelosi crying that there will be blood? Nothing gets past her does it? I was following the story about two Black boys that beat an autistic white kid on a bus in St Louis. Thugs at 14 and 15 but not charged as adults, and no hate crime! In my world you'd be in chains working a field til you got the message. So the arabs and the commies are going to ditch the dollar. So what? Ditch their products. Had it up to my eyes with the lot of them, and I'll quit my job to make some American made TV or such. I'd do it for less money just to take my shot at em. I saw some wind turbines in the last week. Didn't think they ruined the skyline where I was. Looked like God providing as he promised. I wonder when they will try to take our guns? I wonder if that is where it starts. I read that El Baradai (sp) thinks that a nuke armed Israel is the biggest threat to peace. Is he fucking kidding me? The stupid have truly out bread us, and we are doomed to a colossal fight. A friend told me the other day, "I'm scared, but excited". I'm neither. I'm angry that my quiet life has to be disrupted by liberal thinking dumb asses. Seek God in the quiet places that you can hear him. Seek God in the noisy places that you may know his authority.

Never

I will never forget, nor will I ever forgive the actions of that day.
I will always remember where I was and how I first heard. I will remember the confusion that I felt. The not knowing what to do where to go, what the hell was going on. I will always remember the helpless feeling in the pit of my stomach.
I will always remember the calm voice of my Boss, Bob Andrews on that day. Loose quote "People need us. They need to see us doing what we always do, as though nothing is wrong, even though we know its bad. Listen to the news away from the people. It seems like our world is coming to an end. We will show them it isn't."
I will always remember the anger.
I will say my prayers for the souls of the dead, and one for me that I may one day be rid of this poison islam has put in my soul.

Notes

Twas the night before football and all through the house, every ones a fan unless you're a louse.
Go Cocks, and on Sat, Go Blue!
Got some good news this past week. It turns out that my friend Keith is not dead! He is alive and still fighting. It was great to sit and have drinks with him again, even if he was drinking tea. More soon, but time is still as Hootie says punishing me.

A Letter to Ted Kennedy

Dear Ted.
You have proven that the good die young. I'm kinda surprised that you didn't live to be a million. Even you couldn't survive your lifestyle. Was Mary Jo still pissed at you for killing her? I wonder why God sets scum like you live so well. I doubt you ever had to work for a meal, and I have but one regret where you are concerned. I wish I had been given the chance to give you the finger. I think it's going to be a bit warm for you, and you will be very busy, so I'll close in saying...... F.O.

I did it again

So I'm on the tool truck today, and Woody, the prop asks me if I know Keith, from my area.
Yes I say, we drink together, and enjoy a bit of Cheers like camraderie.
Seems Keith has died. I knew he was very sick. He told me when he was diagnosed with cancer. He didn't stand a chance. I had the chance to know him better, but didn't take the time. I thought about all I knew about him, and it was scant. He came out of Ohio, by way of Virginia. We both did the same thing. He for Car Max. He was a damn good mechanic. I would know. He was a better human being. This too, I would know. He worked mere blocks from me, and we sometimes ate at the same bar for lunch. We always spoke, always chatted. Hell, I knew where he lived, but we didn't hang. After finding out about his diagnosis, I meant to leave him with my number so as to help if I could. I didn't and now I can't. Rest in peace my friend.

Stimulus Package

So we seem to have lost our way. We can't seem to tell what is and what isn't a stimulus package. Let me help. Tom and Gisele Brady seem to have all the bases covered. My wife and I agree.

Moving on to Cash for Clunkers..... Not so much.

I have wanted to get my wife to swap her old car. (a 15 year old Acura with 270,000 miles on it) Cash for Clunkers would seem to be the tipping point. 4500 bucks for a new car. I'd buy a GM cause I get them at employee price. Turns out, the old Integra, with all its leaks and faults doesn't qualify. It gets too good MPG. Gotta be 18 or less. I thought the idea was to move cars, American cars. Nope! The idea seems to be to get the poor a new car partly on my dime. Meanwhile I wait for better times. Hmmm. So I guess it was about global warming? Nope. Total emissions savings are about one hour a year. This is before we take into count the cost of recycling these old cars. So who won in this deal? Not Me! Not you either unless you had an old car that qualified. Not GM or Chrysler, most folks bought Japan or Korea. Yeah we wanted to stimulate the Koreans? While Gisele might stimulate me, I have no idea what stimulus the Clunkers program is, and to whom. Can't wait for Universal Health care so I can try to see a doctor for this stimulus headache!

Whats new

Couple of quick updates. My back has now had two very good days in a row. Guess the shot worked. I had an appointment in Atlanta for my eye. We discussed the fact that I don't think I see as well as I should. Doc agreed, and ran another test showing inflammation in my eye still. I then received a steroid shot in the eye, and some drops. Yes I said in the eye! No it didn't hurt but was awful anyway.
So I guess Obama, and the Cop and the Prof are getting together for a beer. If I'm that Cop there is just no way I'm there. There is no good reason! Gates should have shut the hell up and let the man leave. Nothing pisses me off more then some black guy calling me a racist. Damn if I'll drink a beer with him!
Time for a bit of a story.
I was born and raised in Lansing Michigan. I am the only son of an auto worker. My earliest memories are of living in a house on what at that time was Logan Street. There was an old shack next to our house. It was empty. We rented our house from a black woman named Brown. Dad worked Concrete construction at that time. Pumped gas in the winter. Whatever he could do to keep me and four half siblings fed. Mom stayed at home. The house we lived in was just a shack in it's own right. It was heated with a fuel oil stove in the dining room. We didn't have shit. The yard was large, so we had a big garden to grow veggies, and Mom made the bread we ate. All of that is gone now, replaced by big apartment buildings. Ohh and a historical marker. It marks the boyhood home of one Malcolm Little! You might know him as Malcolm X. The road is no longer Logan Street. It is Martin Luther King JR boulevard.
I remember when the black community rose up and demanded that the street be changed. Didn't give a damn about all the money it would cost to businesses and the town it self.
At that time in the center of town, the road was divided with several acres in the middle that was just open land in the ghetto. The city offered to build a memorial park on this land instead. A place where their children could play, safe from the traffic and gangs of the neighborhood. The idea was rejected by the black community in favor of the name change.
I remember reading that Malcolm, just before he died spent some time in Africa. He found
white people working hard for no money to improve the lot of black people they didn't know. That was the bone he was chewing on when he died. Mr Gates, that white man was trying to protect your house from an unknown threat. While SGT Crowley is free to do as he wishes, I don't drink with assholes, and you sir are an asshole.

Quick Hits

So for those that know, Ive suffered a pinched nerve in my back. Had an MRI this morning and will get a shot on Thursday. Hope back to work on Monday, God willing and the river don't rise. We lost some celebs. I'll comment on only two.
Farrah. She was the most beautiful woman of her age. I must have been the only kid I knew that didn't have her poster on my wall. (Didn't do posters)
Michael.........Even you, will I say a prayer for.
It seems Obama can't figure out what to call Putin. Called him the president three times. Someone near to me thinks it was done on purpose. I just think he's a dumb ass.
Palin quiting. I think she should have told Letterman he was a "fucking dirt bag" before leaving. Then we have Levi popping off like he knows something about anything at his age. Shut up boy, the adults are talking. She shouldn't run for president. I still contend that if McCain had picked Mitt we wouldn't have lost.
Please God, keep Obama safe, cause Joe will hurt himself or worse and we'd have Pelosi. I might have to leave then.
For those that think I'm a warmonger, "Butt licking only makes you a Butt licker that needs a mint". It doesn't bring peace, or safety.

Independence Day

In the last post I asked you a question. I thank those of you that took the time to answer.
On this day, the fourth, I will give you my answer and my thoughts on the future.
North Korea. I would tell the Chinese that there will be no more orders for televisions, cars, toothpaste, etc etc until they get a handle on North Korea, and Human Rights in Beijing. I would drop the first missile as it left the peninsula, and then call China.
As my daughter was graduating from boot camp I had the chance to meet an extra ordinary woman in Chicago doing a show with Diane from Canada. She wanted her home back and used art to make her point. Ms Hashemi, I hope your parrot is dead.
Barack missed an opportunity this past week to strike a blow for those fighting for their country in Iran. He should have called a spade a spade, and sent the Navy to provoke the Iranian Military into a fight! Two reasons. One, to pull pressure off of those protesters in the streets, and two to stop the flow of arms to Iraq, and elsewhere. Challenge the straights of Hormuz. Give the people a chance to win a fight. Escalation? Not!
I spoke to a seal that was there ten years ago. He told me of bringing a man home for burial. We have been at war a long time.
Tonight I was reminded that many in our military are there just because it is a job. This is no different then it was in the days of Col Sam Huston, and before. Did George Washington have the full faith and support of everyone? No! He made do with what he had. He crossed the Delaware with what he had. A bunch of losers and nut jobs that didn't know the meaning of defeat! I'm going to make my noise and sing my songs. I'm going to fly my flag. You can join me, or you can kiss my ass. It really is that damn simple.

People, remember, The cream always rises to the top.

What would you do?

It is reported that North Korea will launch a missile on or about the 4Th of July. It may be aimed at the Hawaiian islands. Is it a ploy for food? What would you do? Before? After? Shoot it down? Where? Before or after Japan?
Second Question set. What should our response be to the events in Iran?

Stones two

Whit asks "Where are you going with that brick?" Indeed I'm not sure. At least one of my readers is having a bit of a time right now, and I hope to be of some help. I would throw money but that would be another stone.....;) (also don't have any)
Yes we could throw the damn thing, but I'm old and my arm doesn't work anymore. What we need is a destination. A place to want to be. Not with friends or family, just a place for you. This is a place of the mind. A place of peace. It's a place to set the bag down and rest. How do I get there? By watching your stones. Only carry your own. Know the difference between yours and someone Else's. It is my belief that, as Don says "someone can take one of yours away."
Best way to do that is to help a stranger, or just do something uncommonly nice to someone not expecting it. Some call it paying it forward. An example that I like to use is to pay the meal for the person in the car behind me at the fast food place. I'm prone to let you out in traffic if I can. Whit rescues puppies from the highway, and befriends northern boys. Shows a kind soul. I believe that there is someone up above. I hear all the time from those that say they don't believe in such things. Maybe for a time they do believe that. Nobody always believes that. Everyone that you meet has some impact on your life. I know without a doubt that I've had a very bad impact on some lives, and would wish never again that effect. I may never know the impact of the good that I do, but it removes a stone or two along the way from more then one bag. My own rules are simple.
Don't throw stones.
Don't catch stones.
Rules for someone throwing stones at you.
If their aim is bad, ignore them.
If they hit you then kick their ass. ;)

Stones

I wonder if you know about Stones.
Each one of us (though we don't know about it) carries a bag upon our backs. This bag is full of stones. Some large and some small, but all counting toward the weight of the bag. This bag is our burden through out life. some folks have a great burden and some seem to have none.
The truth is that the burdens (stones) that we carry are of our own choosing.
As we go through out this trip we meet people that travel on the same road we do. They don't have the same destination as we. They are going places that have nothing to do with us or where we are. Much less where we are going.
As we go, we gather stones. The stones become too great to carry alone so we share them. This isn't in the form of, "Hey help me carry these!" It's in the form of "let me slip just one of these into his/her bag. They won't notice. What one doesn't know is that you can't just get rid of stones that way. Yes you add to the bag of someone else but you don't lessen the burden of your own bag. What you do is to invite someone else to walk the same road that you walk. That is the magic of stones.
One of the things that I've noticed is that people seem to forget that they are a part of everyone else around them.
Don't get it? Think of the people that you interact with every day.
That guy that cut you off on the way to work today. How long did you cuss him, or think about him?
That guy was Me, or someone like me, that didn't take the time to notice you, as an individual.
I slipped up and put a stone in your bag. Continued.....

Memorial Day

I got to thinking about my family,and all that served our country. Most of them ar gone to their final reward.
My Grandfather, William John, WW1. A Cook.
His sons.
Dewey, USN Sea Bee. Under water demolitions. WW2.
Edward, USMC, Iwo Jima. WW2. He said the fighting was so fierce that you couldn't take the time to crap.
William T, my father. 11Th Airborne. Korea. Three purple hearts.
Leonard, Army.
Two grandsons from his daughters.
Wayne W, Army, Viet Nam.
Jim K, USN, Marine barracks, Lebanon.
Great grandchildren.
Jen, my niece. USN.
Ruth, my daughter. USN.
These are just the ones I know about. Too many cousins to keep tract of.
We have been blessed that none fell on the field of battle, though I think Wayne died of cancer at 28 due to Agent Orange. Just my guess though.
I think of some of my friends. Rusty, USN Viet Nam. I think he was on the Midway, but not sure. He told me that on the last day the choppers were coming so fast that they barely had time to throw them overboard before the next landed.
Jeff, Air Force. Desert Storm 1. He said the sun was blocked out from the smoke. A scene from Dante's inferno.
Some families lost so much and need our prayers.
On Monday, I will grill some meat, and spend a quiet day with loved ones, and say a prayer for those that serve and have served.

Too Much?

Anyone catch the bit done by Wanda Sykes the other night? Wonder if she even listened to Rush Limbaugh. If so then surely not with an open mind. Wishing his kidneys would fail is over the top. I would remind her that there are a lot of folks that think she and her far left cronies need an Oak Tree and rope. Why can't Obama try and be just a bit presidential? He likes rolling around in the mud with the classless, and cheats of the world. Next He will appoint Ward Churchill Sec of Education.
My mind drifts to Kwame Kilpatrick and the mess he left Detroit in. Why can't we see some real leadership out of the Black community? All of this crap should make me angry, but all I am is tired. It's gonna be a huge job fixing this mess when he is done.

Boat Two

A before and after pic of my boat. Am going to live with the wrong carpet. Next time I'll use someone with a storefront. I put it together from memory.

I don't have a million dollar view, or do I? I took this pic when I couldn't see. Glad the camera could.

The Boat

So whats been keeping me? I can have a story a day easy. Here's one.
I am the owner of a JC Pontoon boat. The Cadillac of the fleet. Over the past nine years it has served as my outdoor living room, and Sunday morning breakfast nook. I like to read the paper on it and listen to the wildlife in the AM. Time took it's toll on the seats and carpet, rendering it un-usable this year. I sent it out to be reupholstered this winter. It didn't happen. The man I sent it to didn't do any work for a couple of months. After bugging him a bunch I got carpet, and my seats done. I found a stranger doing my seats one day. He did a good job but, the boat was never put together. I then learned that the man doing the job was a drug user that didn't pay his help or anyone else. It was about this time that I found the law was protecting the guilty. I couldn't go and get my stuff. Not in the building, or on the property it was on. The man had a record of pointing a fire arm, and other nasty deeds. My neighbor finally got a time set to meet this man and get my stuff. To be last Saturday. Sat morning I get a phone call from the ICU saying "I can't make our meeting cause I got inna bad wreck." Are you hurt? "I got some stuff busted inside. I'm bleeding." I got his partner to get my stuff for me. I then gave him, at his hospital bed some cash to help with his bond. I paid his Uncle a bit for the work he did, even though it was wrong. I'm tearing it back apart to redo the bit of work that was done. I payed the man that sewed My seats, the money this man owed him. That man then made my Bimini Top for me. I am now putting my boat together a bit at a time each night after work. Sorry to be away so much but this is the first new thing I've ever owned, and it's special to me. I'll show pics when I can get the high speed connect.