Best laugh of The Morning

If you want a laugh you gotta click on and JUST CRACK UP! I did. be sure to scroll down and see all the pictures...especially the last one!

Oak Leaf Hydrangea

I put this Oak Leaf Hydrangea in last summer...it damn near died and I wuz pissed but with some TLC and some treatment to get rid of the leaf mold it survived. They are really nice this spring and I just hope the blooms mature.




The leaves are BIG! This is a shot of my oversized extra large glove size hand against a leaf to give you a perspective of the leaf size. Looks like it's on on steroids, huh?The leaf dummy....not my hand...my hand is on grits and gravy...

Retirement?

How much money do YOU need when you retire. If you are in your 20s and 30s and are planning on social security...you might as well forget it! Me and my age group will have it all spent by the time you are eligible to collect. But at least unlike most of my counterparts I do say "Thank You" and keep up the good work. I am enjoying it for you...

"So, WTF's your point GUYK other than rubbing it in that social security is a ponzi scheme?"

Well, that is the main point. If you young ones recognize now that social security is in fact a gotdam ponzi scheme and you are gonna be at the shitty end of the stick with it then maybe you will start now on getting ready for your golden years that take a lot of damn gold to survive. And how much gold depends on you...your health and your life style.

One thing I can tell you for damn sure...very few people do what they figured they would do when they retire. Those trips to Alaska and Australia might still sound good...and you might even have the money for them...but they are just not as important at 65 as they were at 45. At 65 you realize that you will probably not be able to replace capital spent and saving it becomes more important than a trip off shore. Then there is the health issue for most that consumes a lot of our time and prevents us from carrying out some of those retirement plans.

Life style? I know some that appear content in their retirement on what I would consider a limited income. But they have their homes paid for..a vehicle paid for and their expenses are small..real estate tax, utilities, insurance and food. But they are not planing a trip to Alaska.

I reckon as Brother Dave Gardner allowed..."Different Strokes For Different Folks". But if your "stroke" is planning to retire down heah in the land of sunny beaches and sonny beaches you best have a bunch of strokes saved up...

Good Morning Blog World

I'm gonna start off this morning with a link to a new site I run across that I like...I especially liked this post about crawling varmit huntin'. Do me a favor folks and drop by to see him....and if u you can figure out how to make a comment tell him GUYK said "HEY!''

Ain't looked at the news yet this morning. I am sitting here about half way listening to Fox and Friends but mostly thinking about what I am gonna do on my second day of being 67 years old. Might just go fishing...naaaa gonna be too damn hot. I do have a mess of pole beans to pick...got 'em promised to my back door neighbor..we have a half gallon in the fridge crisper already. Probably should go to Waly World and get a case of mason jars and so I can get started canning...did you know that there is a probability we will have to start signing for mason jars before long? The emperor wants to know where the food is.

Back in the old days some called those jars "fruit jars" but the San Francisco crowd allowed that twern't politically correct. Those "Ball" and "Mason" jars have been around a long time, huh? Had a cousin who thought that his Mom saved his Dad's whiskey bottles to can beans in...and I have drank a many of gallon of sweet ice tea from a quart fruit jar. You ain't never drank ice tea from a mason jar? Hell, you probably ain't never drunk no ice tea either.

I run across a case of these Ball Jars a few years ago at a garage sale. Sold most of them at a considerable profit to an antique/collectible items dealer but kept a couple just for the hell of it. Some people still use them for canisters...sweetthing has ours on a shelf for display. (When I was in Germany I saw some beer bottles that sealed and opened with that snap top lid...kinda neat way of keeping the flies out, huh?)



My e-mail keeps dinging telling me I got shit to read...or delete. Probably a dozen or so from MSM so I reckon I'll take another blood pressure pill and go read them...I can always calm back down when I make my morning hobble on sweetthing's half acre. Y'all come back, heah?

Hmmmm

So what will the new pickups be called....its Adodgea..heh. If the quality of Italian western movies is any indication of the quality of Ram pickups they will produce I know my next one will be a rice burner! Well, maybe that is not a good analogy...remember Godzilla meets King Kong?

I don't know much about modern Italy...did study ancient Rome some back years ago. I do know a word or two of Italian though...I can say refrigerator in Italian...iceaboxa....and pretty woman...niceaboxa

Scream beans

We...or I should say I because the vines make sweetthing itch...she allows she cook ifin I'll grow and pick...works for me..anyway we have been getting about this many beans (my baby sister used to call them scream beans)every other day off of the first bed I put in. If the second bed makes before hot weather burns them out we will be able to put up a lot of beans canned in jars. They will taste good along about Feb of next year when the local produce markets are getting a couple of bucks a pound for some that are tasteless..these are GREAT beans...smell good raw and while cookin' and you cannot beat the taste.

Yep, all that work last winter is paying off.

Good Morning Blog World

Sixty seven years ago today in a hospital in Archer City Texas a blue eyed nearly 11 pound hollering boy was born....me. Some allow I ain't quit hollering since...but that's a lie. I sleep damn near every night.

Last night I was reflecting on what I can remember of the past 67 years. Some memories not so good and a lot very good and some sorta kinda foggy...there were a some of those years when there were times I woke up not even remembering coming home...hell, no way I can remember what I did now. A quart a day habit will do that to a man. Those are the memories I would just as soon forget...no. Not forget...just lock in that dark closet in the back of my head to only be opened up when someone offers me a drink...they remind me of why I have been refusing since September of 1992 and why now I am actually living instead of existing.

Sometimes I think I have had three lives...maybe four. My years before I enlisted in the USAF; my years in the USAF; the years between retirement and when I kicked the habit; and these years since I became sober. I am proud to tell you that the years since I have been sober have been the happiest and most satisfying for me...and no doubt for sweetthing who loved me enough to stay with me during the USAF years and endured me during my quart a day years...I still don't know how.

I didn't sit down here this morning to make an AA testimony...hell, I didn't go to AA...too many old drunks there propping each other up...which I great I reckon if one needs propping up. I made the decision to quit and looked in to the mirror and dealt with the problems...see alcohol addiction ain't the problem..it is the symptom of a deep problem and unless that problem can be dealt with and controlled the chances of staying off the booze is slim...and even if one gets dry one cannot ever get sober...and there is a difference between dry and sober.
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Sweetthing and I are driving up to Bell Florida to visit some friends and maybe have lunch in a quaint little corner cafe in Bell...a bar-b-q place that also has as good a hamburger I have eaten outside of Texas. I have been promising to drive up for a month...they have a new 9MM pistol...and no ammo. I am gonna fix that problem for them
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My e-mail is full of news briefs from the MSM...I don't think I'll read any of it today. I am in a pretty good mood. My blood sugar was reasonable this morning for a change and my blood pressure is a healthy 125/88...but will not be if I read the news. The jumpstart is good and strong and scalding hot...just the way I like it...softened up that piece of dry rye toast I dipped it it just fine. The nebulizer tasted like horse piss smells as usual but I am getting used to it I reckon...beats not breathing.

Daylight is just a few minutes away and I want to greet the sunrise on the back porch with my second mug of jumpstart...I want to give the creator my thanks for this life she gave me and the life around me...the flora and fauna on sweetthing's half acre but most of all sweetthing. Y'all come, heah?

KInda dry...

Sweetthing and I just came in from watering the flora. Still drier than a Olangapo business girl. The damn skeeters know where the water is...in the flora beds. Sweetthing was watering with one hand and fighting off mosquitoes with the other. They don't bother me much...I reckon my skin is too much like leather. I told sweetthing they just liked her because she is still young and tender and sweet. She said, " yeah you say that because tomorrow is your birthday and you think you might get lucky."

My reply? I ain't no fool..."Sweetthing, everyday that I am with you I am lucky."

She smiled and kissed me...I AM lucky.

I Like Texas!

Now, if the rest of the states would just get as serious about it as Texas maybe we could once again live under the constitution instead of a Nanny federal government who is more concerned about income redistribution than defense of property and the nation.

Hmmm

Howard H. Baker Jr. writes in the Washington Post that the GOP is not dead yet...and I do concur with this...in part:

The core Republican beliefs in less government, lower taxes, more liberty and greater security in a dangerous world united people as different as Mark Hatfield and Jesse Helms during my years as leader of the Senate. Those same beliefs carried Ronald Reagan into the White House in 1980 and 1984. Those beliefs still have power today. And if the American people perceive overreaching or underachieving in the Obama administration and among its allies in Congress, the Republican way may prove very attractive again in very short order.

Nearly half of the voters have already perceived "overreaching or underachieveing in the Obama administration." But the current GOP does not attract many of us. The politicians depend on us to have short memories and to accept their loss of memory. But I suspect that the politicians in the GOP are going to be in trouble for some time to come.

I will not vote ever again by party affiliation...I am no longer affiliated with ANY party. To get my vote the candidate has got to convince me that he/she is a fiscal conservative and believes in smaller government...and damn few republicans and even fewer democrats could ever convince me of that.

Just For Glee

A duck walks into a bar and orders a beer and a ham sandwich.

The barman looks at him and says, “Hang on! You’re a duck.”

“I see your eyes are working,” replies the duck.

“And you can talk!” exclaims the barman.

“I see your ears are working, too,” says the duck. “Now if you don’t mind, can I have my beer and my sandwich please?”

“Certainly, sorry about that,” says the barman as he pulls the duck’s beer. “It’s just we don’t get many ducks in this bar. What are you doing round this way?”

“I’m working on the building site across the road,” explains the duck. “I’m a plasterer.”

The flabbergasted barman cannot believe the duck and wants to learn more, but takes the hint when the duck pulls out a newspaper from his bag and proceeds to read it.

So, the duck reads his paper, drinks his beer, eats his sandwich, bids the barman good day and leaves.

The same thing happens for two weeks.

Then one day the circus comes to town.

The ringmaster comes into the bar for a pint and the barman says to him “You’re with the circus, aren’t you? Well, I know this duck that could be just brilliant in your circus. He talks, drinks beer, eats sandwiches, reads the newspaper and everything!”

“Sounds marvelous,” says the ringmaster, handing over his business card. “Get him to give me a call.”

So the next day when the duck comes into the bar the barman says, “Hey Mr. Duck, I reckon I can line you up with a top job, paying really good money.”

“I’m always looking for the next job,” says the duck. “Where is it?”

“At the circus,” says the barman.

“The circus?” repeats the duck.

“That’s right,” replies the barman.

“The circus?” the duck asks again. “That place with the big tent?”

“Yeah,” the barman replies.

“With all the animals who live in cages, and performers who live in trailers?” says the duck.

“Of course,” the barman replies.

“And the tent has canvas sides and a big canvas roof with a hole in the middle?” persists the duck.

“That’s right!” says the barman.

The duck shakes his head in amazement, and says .. . .

“What the f*** would they want with a plasterer??!”


Hat Tipped to Bill M.

Tomatoes In Flower Beds

For the most part I like my neighbors...and if they like me fine and if they don't that is their problem...not mine. This morning while I was checking out the flora in the front beds a couple of snowbird ladies from the other side of the development came by on their morning walk. One of them commented to the other loud enough for me to hear..."Only rednecks would raise tomatoes in their flower beds."

So I yelled back..." So, what's your fucking point?" heh...they did start to walk faster. They probably live in one of those gotdam gated communities up in yankee land where deed restrictions apply and they can't raise tomatoes in the front yard.

Bookmarked !!

You might want to bookmark this site or add it to your blogroll...I am adding it to my blogroll when I get around to editing it.

The writer obviously has about the same opinions about Islamist Ragheads as I do...

Good Morning Blog World

Maybe the Emperor should look at the problem in another way....instead of asking congress to "for curbing offshore tax havens and corporate tax breaks to collect billions of dollars more from multinational companies" he should be trying to make it easier to do business in the USA thus creating more jobs and profits for big business...and then tax hell out of them.

Every time in the past that tax rates have been lowered tax revenue has increased. Seems that logic would indicate that instead of going after the wealthy for more tax revenue it would be better to encourage them to invest and earn more profits which would give more revenue. It is just a thing about the left wing they cannot stand....someone making a profit. I have said here before and I say again.... PROFIT is not a DIRTY word. It is between PEACE and PROSPERITY in the dictionary.
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I have some mixed emotions on this. It does seem kinda tough on the Mexicans abroad....but I also figure that Mexico would do the same thing if the table was turned...
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Looks like Hamas is sucking up to the emperor... but as the American Indians used to say about the white man...he speaks with a forked tongue. Hamas head man Khaled Meshal spins words faster than Bill Clinton! He promises Obama that Hamas will be part of the solution...yet he says that Hamas will never recognize that Israel has the right to exist now will he agree to change the Hamas charter which calls for the destruction of Israel.

He repeated that he would not recognize Israel, saying to fellow Arab leaders, “There is only one enemy in the region, and that is Israel.”

The Palestinian ragheads do not want peace...they want Israel. Iran doesn't give a fuck about the Palestinian ragheads nor Israel and will support whoever is against the USA in order to keep the embers hot in the area.

The irony is that the ragheads in the Palestine are too fucking stupid to realize that if Tehran uses a nuke on Israel it will get them also...but in any event the closer Iran gets to building a nuke the closer Tehran gets to being a smoldering pile of 5000 year half life radioactive sand. I don't think Israel has any choice but a first strike on Iran.
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Oh hell, this is enough political punditing for one morning.

I took a long shotgun shot at a running black cat a few minutes ago. Sweettuing yelled and said the sumbitch was in my pea patch. I grabbed my shotgun by the porch door as I ran out but the sumbitch must have heard sweetthing yell. It was way out of range when I cut down on it...I was loaded with 3" 000 Buckshot and thought I might get lucky. All I did was put the sumbitch in high gear...and make my shoulder ache. That shotgun is a single shot 12 with a 20" barrel and kicks like a mule...especially with 3" mags.

Yeah, I know...some of you will get pissed because I shot at a cat. Let me tell you something...keep your cats at home where they belong and they will not get shot at. I do not dislike cats. But I do dislike them pissing in my flower and vegetable beds.
For the record this particular cat is no doubt feral and street wise..he damn sure runs when anyone is outside. But I will get him one day...

Sweetthing is fixing fresh pole beans with new potatoes for lunch. I have a slice of meatloaf from the freezer thawing out to go with it. She allows that if I will go pull a couple of ears of sweet corn it would go well with the beans. I concur.

Still no rain. I may call a treerat conference later today and see if I can teach them how to do a rain dance...I'll beat on a washtub and shoot the shotgun..maybe we can get some rain...y'all come, heah?

A Rerun

Yeah, this is a rerun... but I have some new people coming by and I think actually reading my bit of shit and wit. I have got a lot of googles on this post and I kinda want it to keep getting googles...but mostly I re-posted because this is what I believe...and what you see is what you get. Take it or leave it.

2006/03/21
LIBERALISM VS CONSERVATISM
Definition: Liberalism 1.[n] an economic theory advocating free competition and a self-regulating market and the gold standard
2.[n] a political orientation that favors progress and reform

Definition: \Con*serv"a*tism\, n. [For conservatism.]
The disposition and tendency to preserve what is established;
opposition to change; the habit of mind; or conduct, of a
conservative.

For many years I described myself as a liberal and in accordance with the definitions above I reckon I was describing myself correctly. Our forefathers who fought and shed blood to form the USA were liberals--it was the conservatives who supported the King of Britain. Those who designed the Constitution of the United States of America and then amended it with the first ten amendments were liberals. For years liberals were called capitalists because they believed in an unregulated free market. It was liberals who fought against slavery because they saw slavery as not only inhumane but as a government sanctioned regulation of business that gave those who used slavery an unfair advantage over those who did not. Conservatives were those who opposed and resisted change and wanted to preserve the status quo. I never considered my self a conservative until recently and even now I just cannot connect with much of the current conservative movement although I damn sure cannot connect with what is now considered the liberal movement.

Definition: Socialism 1.[n] a political theory advocating state ownership of industry
2. [n] an economic system based on state ownership of capital

The problem as I see it is that the liberal definition has been hi-jacked by the socialist movement. The tenet of socialism is contribute according to ability and receive according to need. It started with the labor movements of post civil war days and gained strength with the amendment to approve income tax. The great economic depression of the 1930's gave it stronger legs and it really came to life with the event of the social programs instituted in the 1960's. Looks like the dictionaries are going to have to change the definition of liberalism and make it synonymous with socialism.

Conservatism actually means resistance to change. Resistance to change is a natural human defense mechanism whether it is with a religion or in the work place or in government. How many times have you heard " well, we have always done it this way..why change if it works?" In religion conservatism means keeping a rigid believe in what was believed by our ancestors. It used to be in government that conservative meant believing in fiscal responsibility and gradual change. Who hi jacked the conservatives? The current crop in congress have less fiscal responsibility then a sex maniac in a whore house with a corporate American Express Gold Card. The only thing conservative I can see about them is that they want to force their ideas of morality on everyone.

I reckon where this is all leading is that I am neither a conservative nor a liberal. I believe in accepting personal responsibility for ones actions and decisions. I do not believe that taxation for the purpose of income redistribution is in the best interests of either those being taxed or those who benefit from the taxation/ Those being taxed are forced by government to support those who are non producers. Those receiving the benefits will never know the trials, tribulations, and joys of being self supporting through their own labor.

I believe that as a humane society we have a responsibility to help those who cannot through mental or physical limitations help themselves. I also believe that we should give a helping hand to those who need some help due to some just bad luck or natuaral disasters. But help means help..not a gift nor should it be a permanent entitlement program.

I believe that the least possible government is the best possible government. I do not believe that a democracy is the best possible form of government--democracies lead to tyrannies by the majority. A constitutional representative government has..or at least did..work well for the USA for over 200 years. However, it has been hi jacked by the socialist movement and laws passed by judges.

I do not believe that freedom-true freedom-is compatable with most organized religions. True freedom means freedom of thought as well as economic freedom and freedom of movement and freedom to congregate. Few religions believe in freedom of thought and ideas--they call it blasphemy or heresy.

I believe that I have no right in anyone else's bedroom unless I am invited there. I stand for gay rights although I am not gay. A persons sexual choice is not my business provided it does not harm me and mine.

I support the legalization of most 'drugs' that are now being fought by the so called "war on drugs" that has cost billions of dollars and jailed thousands for exercising what should be their freedom to smoke a joint or destroy their brains with cocaine. True freedom means each has the option to decide for themselves what is harmful to them. If it kills them then that is their choice and they must accept the responsibility for their actions.

I could go on with this but my fingers are getting tired. The old code of the frontier that I was raised with just still makes good sense to me. Take care of the women and children and don't start no shit and there won't be no shit. The liberals and conservatives of today have started the shit and I reckon there is gonna be some shit coming back at them. I have found through the blog world that there are millions of voters who believe mostly as I do. Most of us call ourselves Neo libertarians. And eventually we will take back government from the socialists and the religious right wing. We believe in Freedom--true freedom for everyone.

Good Morning Blog World

Sweetthing informed me this morning that we have to go to the county tax office this morning in Chrystal River...got get new tags for the Red Ram, the Jayco, and my utility trailer...another 100 plus bucks shot to hell! Gotdam...I can't win. The Feds allow that there is no inflation so we old retired fucks on military and socialable security pensions won't get a cost of living raise for a couple of years if not more...talk about a fixed income! But every time I go to the grocery store prices are higher. Home depot allows they have lowered prices...yeah, back to about five percent over last year. Well, the tag prices for the vehicles is the same..has been for several years but never fear...the Florida left wing in Tallahassee are trying to pass a bill to double the cost. Says the state is broke...well, yeah...it is. Trying to provide everything for everyone has a way of breaking governments...but damn if I want to support anyone but sweetthing and me....and if I have any left over I'll donate to the Starvation Army soup line and Florence Crittindale's Home for Unwed Mothers....no not out of guilt...but because I think it is a good charity. DAMN how did I get on THIS rant...

E-mail from the weather quack yesterday put a 10 percent chance of rain in today's forecast. This morning he took it out. I think the weather quacks are acting like government..you know...what they can give they can take away...I think they are all fucking democrats and think Al Gore is gawd and when they die they will turn into oxygen.

Washington Post op-ed writer Robert J. Samuelson
blows the whistle on the emperor Obama.

Considering the brutal recession, you'd expect the Obama administration to be obsessed with creating jobs. And so it is, say the president and his supporters. The trouble is that there's one glaring exception to their claims: the oil and natural gas industries. The administration is biased against them -- a bias that makes no sense on either economic or energy grounds.

There are several reasons that Obama and his Kool ade drinkers are biased against oil and gas. None have much to do with green house gases nor energy independence and everything to do with socialism. See, the people who produce oil and gas make money...and provide a hell of a lot of high paying jobs. Now Obama and the cult can't stand anyone making the money except them..and of course when they make they don't pay taxes until they get nominated for a government post.

If in fact Obama really wanted the USA to be energy independent he would be encouraging more exploration and drilling. But he is not serious about energy independence. What he is serious about is income redistribution and making every one in the country equal...equally poor...with him dictating our every move.

One can only hope that the public wakes up to what the emperor is trying to do..try to do hell! He is doing it. Once government took over banks and major industry we are no longer a republic...Obama seems to want a fascist government with him as the dictator. And I bet he cannot play a fiddle...will he listen to gangster rap as the country burns? /span>

Plant yourselves a victory garden folks..you may need it before this government gets kicked out next year.

And with that I leave you for the tax collector. Damn. Y'all come back, heah?

Hot Day

Whew BOY! It has been a scorcher today. I ventured out once after lunch...just too damn got for an old fat man. We went out just about 6:30 and did some watering and I sprayed fertilizer on the veggies and roses...bought me a new liquid spreader and I wanted to try it out.

Got a weather forecast this afternoon...the quack allows their is a 10 percent chance for rain in the forecast for tomorrow...ain't too good of a chance, huh? Well, I has the Red Ram washed and waxed Friday so we will probably get just enough to make water spots on the wax.

One thing about lots of sun...I picked beans yesterday and I noticed tonight that there is another good mess on the vines. I'll get them tomorrow night..

Sunday Flowers

I went back out with my trusty Kodak after I finished watering this morning. It is DRY! The driest winter and spring I can remember in this part of Florida. The grass sounds like Rice Krispies when I walk on it...snap crackle and POP.

But the bedded flora is still okay...I reckon that is because we water every night and damn near every morning. We put in these bottle brush plants early last year...this is the first bloom. Kinda strange looking blooms..they look like a bottle brush, huh? Of course you will have to click on the picture and enlarge it to see the bloom. These plants will attract butterflies...but then I have found that anything that attracts butterflies will also attract bumble bees and wasps...



These wild roses from Bow and Arrow country have taken off. We tied some runners to the trellis this morning...trying to train them to grow up the wood...but then they are WILD Oklahoma roses and wild Okies are hard to train...sweetthing has been working on me for over 45 years now...



I have had several rose plants over the years...never gave them the TLC that roses needed I reckon...and that is probably why I never had much success with them. But since we have been on sweetthing's half acre I have had the time to play nursemaid to them and it has paid off. I have never had a rose to put on this many buds on one stem at one time!

Sunday Morning Coming Down

If I had to describe the weather here this morning in just one word it would be cool weather here again and comfortable before I could come up with one. Besides, I'm a redneck and redneck's ain't like those closed mouth yankees in Connecticut..we speak in unintelligible sentences instead of one unintelligible word...

Heh...did you ever break down a word to see if you could get the meaning? When I was a lad my Sister, what taught me how to read when I was a toddler, told me to just call the word Moses and keep reading and the meaning would come to me. Yeah, well, sometimes it did and sometimes it didn't. So after I started school I would try to break a word down into syllables and see if I could grasp the meaning other than some old man with a cane and a beard.

So, lets try it with "Un-in-tel-i-gi-ble"...

Un...hmmmm maybe like in 'young-un' Okay

in...everyone knows what in means...either a place where my Uncle Joe gets drunk or it means at home like "are the young-uns in"?

tel...now that has to mean communicate..like telephone or telegraph or telewoman...my dad said you could always telewoman but you couldn't teleher much.

i...like in me? Hmmm I don't like where this word is going.

gi..has to have something to do with the army..my Uncle Billy Joe said he wuz a gi and every time he comes home from the in he tels stories about being a gi.

ble...Uncle Blly Joe has one of them and that is one mean sumbitch

So, what do ya figure that word unintelligible means? Maybe the young-un is at the in and the woman tels a gi who chase them out with a ble? Hmmm I'll just call that word Moses.

Yeah I am rambling this morning. I have resisted this far scanning the news although I did watch some of Fox and Friends on the Cable News while I was suckin' the horse piss out of that gotdam nebulizer. They allowed a wind storm blew a house down on a Dallas Cowboy coach and some rookies...heh. Mother Nature don't like them loudmouth Dallas cowboys either.

I didn't hear it but sweetthing allowed that she heard on the news this morning that Texas was gonna start making their own guns and tell the Feds that Federal regs didn't apply to Texas...something about the 2nd and 10th amendments. Heh...I may have to move back to Texas...I wuz born there...maybe I have the 'right of return'.

Sweetthing cooked up a mess of garden fresh polebeans and new potatoes this morning. Sure smell good. She slapped a fork out of my fingers when I tried to sample them..allowed that them beas wuz for lunch...we call it dinner around sweetthing's half acre...says she is gonna fry up some yardbird to go along with the beans. Now yardbird ain't my favorite protein but I can eat it when I ain't got no spareribs and a big ole thigh might go pretty good with those beans.

I reckon I had best get some water on the flora before it gets any hotter. Sure need some rain but the weather quacks allow there don't be none in sight. I reckon we will be okay as long what the well don't go dry...then I'll have to stomp the piss out of all these tree rats around her to get enough liquid for the flower beds..y'all come back, heah?

Carrots

I have never tried growing carrots nor sweet potatoes before. If I had know how easy it was to grow carrots I would have put in a bed at least twice as big as this one. I don't know yet about the sweet potatoes...they take a few months...probably be July before I dig them.

Another Project Done

It has been a busy morning for sweetthing and me...this horticulturin' is turning into work! But it does keep me off the street I reckon...although some mornings like this morning I would have rather been fishing.

I know that Mother Nature had a plan when she put insects on this earth...everything has a niche in nature and everything is part of the plan. I used to think that flies were good for nothing except eating shit and buzzing around my beard and the Mother nature put them on earth just to piss me off. But the one day I realized that if not for shit eating flies we might be up to out necks in shit instead of democrats...wait! Ain't that the same thing...maybe Mother Nature will send some flies to Washington D.C.....or some of these Florida Palmetto bugs...they will eat shit also.

But I do digress when I get to ranting about democrats. Anyway, the bugs that ma Nature sent me this year be hungry sumbitches. So this morning I spent a half hour feeding them some liquid pesticide...that concentrated Sevin dust stuff that is guaran-damn-teed to kill 100 different types of bugs. I got I think a 105 different types of bugs...just hope that the five that are left are the good ones.


After I got done with the spray sweetthing came out and helped me put up a trellis for my new bed of Pole beans. Didn't take long using the compressor and staple gun to put everything together.



After we finished the trellis and got the tools put up we spent an hour or so putting in stakes and tying up some plant limbs that have got to heavy with fruit...one tomato plant has at least twenty five tomatoes on it...the big kind! One limb was on the ground. Sweetthing has several gladiolas about to flower out and without stakes to hold them up they just break down. Also have one rose that has a limb with 18 big buds that was looking kinda weak so I staked and tied it also.



Sweetthing allows that when she gets out of the shower she is gonna put a pizza in the oven...I will have to take an extra sugar diabetes pill...I do like her homemade pizzas. And tghen I reckon we are off to the village...sweetthing's debit card is smoking so I reckon she still has some money left...

Good Morning Blog World

It is going to be interesting to see who the Emperor selects for the Supreme Court
to replace Justice Souter. The pressure is on for him to appoint a woman...I have no problem with this provided he doesn't appoint Anita Hill....I would hate to see the court's decisions held up because Hill was accusing Thomas of sexual harassment...I ask you, is pointing out a pubic hair on a coke can sexual harassment? Oh, hell, most of you are probably too young to remember.

At the moment it really doesn't make a damn who he appoints...we who believe in the constitution know he is going to appoint a socialist who does not believe in the constitution...or at least a socialists who can spin the constitution to support socialism. But in any event the appointee will be part of the left wing minority. And, we can always hope he appoints someone like Souter...who will turn on him as soon as he is seated. Yeah, Souter was supposed to have been a constitutionalist...now don't get that confused with congregationalist...

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That's all on the news this morning...I was gonna write some on the ragheads in Pakistan but will save that rant for later. I have some work to do in the victory garden and need to do it before it gets too hot...90F yesterday. Summer is damn near here. This appears to be one of those years when we had a cold winter and then it turned off warm in March and will not cool down until Christmas...if then. Y'all come, heah?

How Does YOUR Garden Grow ??

I gather the first mess of pole beans late this afternoon. The bean bed is finally paying off...I am gonna use government accounting and charge the whole production costs of the beans to this first mess...expensive damn beans...about a buck a piece. But the rest will be free and clear! (I already had that 100 dollar mess of new potatoes) Sweetthing harvested a few green bell peppers this afternoon and I pulled some carrots for her cole slaw.

Now I don't know if you have ever ate those Kentucky Wonder Pole beans snapped and cooked with a hunk of bacon or ham for seasoning...and with a few new spuds boiled in with them. Hard to beat when you have it along with a sweet potato and a couple of pieces of fried yardbird.

Goat Rope!

On the way home from the heart quack's place sweetthing wanted to stop in the super wally world on highway fifty out of Brooksville for some groceries. I stopped. MISTAKE! That place is a gotdam goatrope. Is the first of the month food stamp days or sumthin? I dodged raggedy assed snot nosed kids running up and down the aisles and little old yankee ladies on electric go carts until I got pissed and stood my ground...told one old bitch that if she hit me I wuz gonna sue her.....not Wally World and told the Momma of a couple of those kids that If I could find my cell phone I wuz gonna call animal control. She says, "Well! I Never!" And I said, "well, if you didn't where did these rabid dawgs come from." She mumbled something about being insulted and going to find a manager...and I told her to be sure she took the gotdam animals with her...I didn't want them pissing in the floor....

Done

I didn't cry. I will later but this morning I had to hold it together because sweetthing was about to lose it. Miss Sassie Poodle is now with her creator...and if there is a dog heaven Miss Sassie certainly earned her place in it. She will be missed.

I had to go back to the heart quack for a 12:15 appointment for one of those echo gram things. I laid on the table and this guy smeared KY Jelly type goop on me and went to rubbing my chest with a magic wand thing. I was watching this screen...looked like an old Lawrence depth/fish finder I used to have...I kept looking for fish and then a red and green light started flashing...more like one of those Hummingbird fish finders than a Lawrence though...couldn't tell the size and by the time I figured it twern't fish anyway he was done...

Just glad he told me to take off my shirt instead of my pants when he was waving around that tube of slick jelly stuff...

WTF!

There is something rotten about the way Obama is forcing Chrysler into bankruptcy court. Chrysler was headed that way in any event but I can only think that Obama figures he has the court rigged so it will fuck over these people. Seems to me that those who have a secured interest in Chrysler should be paid before the gotdam bloodsucking UAW! But instead of paying Obama is casting them as greedy capitalists who will not take a dive for the good of all.

Obama seems to think he can twist the law to make it fit his agenda...I hope when this case gets to court there will be a judge who is not a socialist to referee the case... and tells Obama and his kool ade drinking bunch of greedy socialist assholes to participate in winged intercourse with an active pastry...for you that are not familiar with legalese that means take a flying fuck at a rolling doughnut!

Good Morning Blog World

Justice David H. Souter is gonna retire. Good. No loss to the conservative cause. I did have to wonder about this statement:

Senator Patrick J. Leahy, Democrat of Vermont and the chairman of the Senate Judiciary Committee, praised the justice on Thursday night. “Justice Souter is a first-rate legal talent,” Mr. Leahy said, “and I am very proud of him.”

I reckon Leahy means by 'first-rate legal talent' that Souter had the ability to twist the constitution to fit his left wing agenda.


I don't have a lot of faith in the Supreme court anymore...never did have much but now I figure it is political to the extreme. When I read statements from the judges that makes me believe that their opinions are based on International law instead of the American constitution...well, what can I say other than it makes me wanna puke.

One thing about Souter's retirement though...no matter what left wing lacky the Emperor sticks in his place it will not change the over all make up of the court....that is unless the emperor screws up and appoints someone who he thinks is a left wing commie but turns out to be a believer in the constitution.... You know, just the opposite of Souter?
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You know that free money the emperor is gonna give you? And that tax break? Well, you will probably have to give it back next April 15. Yeah, my retirement check hit the bank this morning and it has several bucks more in it than before. And I got a letter from the socialable security folks allowing they were gonna send me $250 bucks later this month. Well, Happy fucking Birthday! Send it to me now and hope I spend it then want it back next year and hope I don't have it so he can put a tax lien on sweetthing's half acre? That is the way these sumbitches think...

This whole stimulus thing is fucked up. If the sumbitches really wanted to stimulate the economy they wouldn't take a $250 to $400 buck baby step...instead of spending trillions to bail out business with bad business models that would have split those trillions among the population...damn right...give everyone registered to vote...hell, better yet, everyone who voted...fifty grand a piece. That would do some major stimulation...only problem I can see is that a lot of democrats would be getting several checks...one for each name they voted under.
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Did you ever try to figure out all that fine print that comes with a credit card? Takes a left wing lawyer to write that spin and another one to explain it...kinda like "I didn't have sex with that woman!". HUH?
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On a personal note, today is gonna be a sad one. Hell, it already is. We are taking Miss Sassie Poodle to the vet this morning and we have no doubt that it will be her last trip. Sweetthing has been crying for the last couple of days every time she thinks about it and I have teared up a couple of times myself. A sage once wrote "it is better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all" or some such sageness. I suppose the advise is true...I would not trade the many years I had with Miss Sassie..over 16 of them. But the losing part is tough to handle. I know that when we grieve when we lose a loved one the grief is for ourselves...not the one who is gone. But knowing doesn't make it any less grief. I do have the memories of her and they are happy ones.

Well, at least I can have my regiment of jumpstart this morning...good thing. I don't kow if I could handle two days of stress testing in a row without my caffiene fix. Y'all come back, heah?