Life is Hard. Wear a Helmet.

Life is Hard. Wear a Helmet

Virginia State Constitution: Article 1; Section 13
That a well regulated militia, composed of the body of the people, trained to arms, is the proper, natural, and safe defense of a free state, therefore, the right of the people to keep and bear arms shall not be infringed; that standing armies, in time of peace, should be avoided as dangerous to liberty; and that in all cases the military should be under strict subordination to, and governed by, the civil power.

Alabama State Constitution: Article 1: Section 26
That every Citizen has a right to bear arms in defense of himself and the State.

Monday, June 29, 2015

Apologies

I'm stuck in Mississippi for a couple days.

The land of 20th Century internet.





Sunday, June 28, 2015

Sunday morning sleep-in #140

Got popcorn handy?

I know I just said that I don't post about breaking news much, but...

This week the rent comes due for Greece.
Given the current state of the economy here in the U.S., this is one I've been watching closely. It's going to be a very interesting week in the European Union.

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Gawd.

In some strange way, THIS gives me hope.

If even liberal, progressive weirdos (I mean that in a nice way, Katy. Nothing but love for you.) are starting to catch a glimpse of the man woman behind the curtain, there is still hope.

As usual, Katy brings the truth in the comments.

"Right now, far as I can tell, the only thing the Democrats really have going for them for 2016 is... well, the Republicans running for President."

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Now I've gone and done it.

I've spent my sunny Sunday morning tippy tapping away on my keyboard while enduring the pain of my shriveled little, Right Wing Fascist, Warmongering heart breaking.

I'm going to go mow the lawn now.

Chasing cute little chipmunks with the mower screaming "GET OFF MY LAWN" will put me back in a good mood.

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Saturday, June 27, 2015

Saturday Morning Coffee #160

The Pup has an addiction to electrical cords.

Looks like he joined the "One Step" Program for a cure.
Hee Hee I tried to explain to him how GFCIs work, but I don't think he's interested in anything with a power cord attached anymore...

until he forgets...

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Of course Miss B is ecstatic over the whole gay marriage thing.

Someone in a courtroom somewhere has decided that gay people should be "allowed" to be married...

I think she fails to see the irony...

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Yes, it's true. I tend to ignore the latest "Breaking News" here on the blog.
I've found that trying to write down my thoughts on some dickhead shooting a bunch of people, or whether or not he did it because he was waving some flag or other, tends to bring my inner MSgt to the surface.

Jenny "The Bloggess" Lawson puts it best.

...I don’t have to tell you that Nazis are bad and mass murderers are fuckheads and that racism is bullshit and suicide should be avoided and rape is shitty and water is wet and cats will scratch you if given enough time. This is all common sense. If I have to say this out loud for you to get those things then you are in the wrong place. 


So I'm trying this whole new "Breath deep, relax and be at peace" attitude. Sort of like a Zen thing.

Next thing you know, I'll be rubbing crystals on my bellybutton and chanting some nonsense.

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Friday, June 26, 2015

Time to Get a Gun

Just heard this for the first time today.

Awesome.




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Thursday, June 25, 2015

Happy Thursday





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Wednesday, June 24, 2015

Hump Day Rule 5 - Paula Creamer

Yes. That's her real name.

As a general rule, I find that the only thing more boring than golf...

...is watching someone else play golf.

I may have to revise that.



















Monday, June 22, 2015

Historically Speaking...

Alternate Title: Drinking in Savannah



Help!

I've historically broken my damn leg and I can't get up!



Sunday, June 21, 2015

Father's Day morning sleep-in #140

Heh.

Sorry. Been busy.
By the time I got home last week, the paperwork and housework had piled up on me. Not to mention the humping I had to do just to get home by Friday night.

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billf hit the nail on the head in his comment.

Nothing drives people away like a post of Rachel Dolezal left up for four days with nothing to follow.

gigglesnort

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So Happy Father's Day and all that.

I need to get in the truck and head back to Savannah. I'm already planning my special Father's Day Sunday Dinner.

Dominos pizza and lava cakes.

I'm thinking sausage, onion and jalapeno.

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Wednesday, June 17, 2015

Hump Day Rule 5 - Rachel Dolezal

Looking back over my Hump Day posts, I've found that only 7% of them have been posts about women "of color".

I don't want anyone to think I'm a racist, so...


















President of the Spokane chapter of the NAACP.

Monday, June 15, 2015

Redneck Alabama Chipmunks

The chipmunks have really become a problem. I'm fighting a losing battle here.

Lately, I've only been able to get home on weekends, but I do what I can.
I had a nice four-day stretch over the Memorial Day weekend, so I did some "spring cleaning" in the yard. After all the mowing, edging, trimming and pine straw was done, I decided that trying to convince the chipmunks to move one to greener pastures would be a good idea.

I started by flushing out every chipmunk hole I could find with the garden hose, then filling them in. Once I really started looking, I found over a dozen.

When you flush and fill chipmunk holes up in Virginia, the chipmunks tend to move along somewhere, being as they are nice, polite, Yankee chipmunks. Down here in Alabama it's a different story.

The chipmunks have gone full redneck on me.

For every hole I fill in, they dig two more.

I think they've called their kinfolk in from the hills.

If you find that I've been mysteriously swallowed by a sinkhole in my backyard, you know who to go after.

Avenge me!

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Lost on a rainy night, a rabbi stumbles into a monastery.
"Welcome, Rabbi! You're just in time for dinner!"
"Thank you so much, but I can't eat meat that isn't kosher."
"We have excellent fish 'n chips."
"Oh, wonderful."
They eat.
"Say, these are the best fish n' chips I've ever tasted. May I thank the chef?"
"Certainly. Brother Michael and Brother Francis, please come in!"
"Very pleased to meet you, gentlemen. I just wanted to thank you for the finest fish and chips I've ever had. Just out of curiosity, who cooked what?"
Brother Michael replied, "Well, I'm the fish friar."
The rabbi turns to the other brother and says, "Then you must be...."
"Yes, I'm afraid I'm the chip monk."



Sunday, June 14, 2015

Sunday morning sleep-in #139

Borepatch is moving on. Shutting down the free ice cream machine.

Can't say I blame him. Sometimes it's not worth the effort of chewing through the straps, and he's been chewing through them for a lot longer than I have.

Whence goes ASM826?

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My own posting has gotten sporadic and mostly crappy lately. Sometimes it is a chore to take some time to throw your thoughts down on paper the computer screen, other times I enjoy the heck out of it and can rant for ages.

Lately it's more of the chore side of things, but I've learned to just take a day off now and again if the urge is not there.

Which is more than I can say for my real job.

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Sometimes it's fun to just post stupid internet pictures.

Happy Birthday U.S. Army!  June 14th, 1775








Friday, June 12, 2015

Tired, Sore, and I want to go home

Didn't make it home tonight, dammit.

Holed up in Tifton, Georgia until this storm blows over. I'll do the last few hours in the morning.

Maybe I can find something good on the TV. They have Cinemax Skinemax.

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Thursday, June 11, 2015

Oops Day Rule 5 - Kasey Chambers

I thought I was being slick having a month's worth of Hump-Day posts lined up, but that only works if you get them all scheduled to post at the right time...

I didn't realize until this morning that my Hump Day Rule 5 post hadn't gone up as I expected.

My bad.


















I love this song



Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Car Trouble

Around the grill out behind the hotel.


Drinking Guy #1 - If you took the whale tail and the nose cone off a Superbird, what would it be?

MSgt B - A Dodge Charger

DG #2 - No way...it'd be a Gran Torino.

DG #3 - LOLWut?? Dude, c'mon, it would be a Goat. Are you high?

DG#1 - The Charger back window is too squared-off. The Goat sounds right, though...


I'm still thinking it would be a Charger...and I've wasted an hour of my life digging around on Google.


And then Tam brings the truth.








It's the Charger. I knew it.

I can finally go to sleep now.

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On a side note:

 The fact that I've been hanging around with these other contractors at the hotel long enough that most of us are on a first-name basis means I. Need. A. Vacation.

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Sunday, June 7, 2015

Sunday morning sleep-in #138

After 37 years...






Congratulations, American Pharoah

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