Wowzer…

Estimates are that a HALF BILLION dollars have been spent since Nov 3 in Georgia on the two senate races…

That’s got to be the most expensive election in history!

And it makes me wonder if the amounts of money are overriding the reality of local issues that the elections SHOULD be about… Instead, one has to look at WHERE the money is coming from, HERE.  It’s interesting that a lot of Ossoff’s money is from out of state! And it’s the same for Warnock, HERE.

This makes me think there is a concerted effort by big tech to BUY this election… Grrr…

The total cost of the 2020 election will nearly reach an unprecedented $14 billion, making it the most expensive election in history and twice as expensive as the previous presidential election cycle. 

Full article, HERE.

And then there is this little tidbit that has been buried in Google and other search windows about votes being changed in GA, HERE.

On the road…

Quick trip to see friends… Go read the folks on the sidebar. They’re good! Regular blogging will resume Monday.

Not taking any chances…

Just to make sure to get the year off right, a southern tradition for supper…

Hoppin’ John, collard greens, cornbread, and ham. Luck and money… And I need both of them! 🙂

What’s your New Year’s go to meal???

Happy New Year!!!

And good riddance…

Sadly, we’ve lost many last year, and I want to wish everyone a Happy New Year, and best wishes for 2021!!!

And let’s go with Boston Dynamics for 2021!!!

Almost…

One more day, and 2020 is at an end…

No question this year has been one of ups and downs. But it sure as hell is ending on a downer. Too many friends lost this year, a couple to the WuFlu, but others because they couldn’t get treatment for ongoing issues…

My family has made it through pretty much unscathed, for which I’m thankful, but I know many others haven’t been that lucky, and I say a prayer for them. Where do we go from here?

Honestly, I don’t know…It’s obvious that .gov is going to change, significantly to put it mildly, and possibly even more badly for us depending on what happens in Georgia next week. In the big picture, I think the world is going to change too, and that is what really scares me.

America first will be a thing of the past, with Biden et al bringing back Obama ver 3.0, and I believe China will feel emboldened to do what they want, starting with Taiwan. The gains made in the middle east may roll back, and Israel may, depending on what happens to the US/Israeli relations, decide it’s time to take the bull by the horns with respect to Iran.

North Korea will go back to rattling their sabres, and I wonder if Biden et al will stand behind South Korea…

Russia is back to actively maneuvering at sea with both submarines, ships, and long range aircraft, which doesn’t bode well for our peace of mind. And I’m pretty sure the new administration is NOT going to be friendly to the military going forward, which will put an end to the military upgrades that are in progress. For the Navy, I would not be surprised to see the shipbuilding stopped…

On the home front, how many small businesses will be left? I’m thinking not many, about the only ones that will survive are going to be mostly the chain stores. Guns and ammo have all but disappeared from the stores, or gotten so stupidly high that people are really thinking twice about buying, but are also desperate, considering the breakdown in law enforcement and the moves by the left to defund the police.

Crime is up in most of the major cities, more people are leaving, and everyone is on edge… All it is going to take is one match in the wrong place and anarchy could well break out. I hope not, but…

And no one that I know trusts the media, the CDC, or pretty much anyone in authority anymore. That’s not a good place to be either.

I think the best thing we can do is hunker down, stay in touch with friends/family, and ride things out as well as we can. Low key, don’t make yourself a target, make sure you have supplies on hand.

The bright spot is, we are still here! Alive, motivated to succeed in spite of the things going on around us, and making the best of our respective situations. Hang in there folks, and remember- Non ergo in te vocabo!

 

For all my aviator friends…

God does not subtract from man’s allotted time the hours spent while flying, but He exacts harsh penalties for those who do not learn to land properly.

The difference between fear and terror: fear is when your calculations show you may not have enough fuel to make it to your destination. Terror is when you realize you were right.

I wore my mask while pulling 9 Gs, checking six, pumping out flares, telling #2 to “BREAK LEFT!”, selecting auto guns, locking up a bandit, selecting the AIM-9, keeping visual while gaining a tally, getting a 1500 MHz tone, watching my altitude, planning an egress, shooting the bandit, telling #2 to “bugout south”, reforming into tactical formation, pushing it up, taking it down, short range radar, and resetting the CAP….and all you gotta’ do is pick up a gallon of milk.

Mommy, I want to grow up and be a pilot. Honey, you can’t do both.

When you see a tree in the clouds, it’s not good news.

Heaven is crowded with civilian pilots who did not get their Instrument Rating.

Aviation’s greatest invention was the relief tube.

My junior high school teacher told me no one would pay me to look out the window. Now I’m an airline captain.

The older I get, the better pilot I was.

I’m at the age when I realize the best thing about flying fighters was free oxygen.

Takeoffs are optional, landings are mandatory.

Never fly the “A” model of anything

Because I’m the Captain, that’s why!

Pilots – looking down on people since 1903.

There are three simple rules for making a smooth landing. Unfortunately, no pilot knows exactly what they are.

The average fighter pilot despite a swaggering personality and confident exterior is capable of feelings such as love, affection, humility, caring and intimacy. They just don’t involve others.

When everything else is going against you, remember an aircraft still takes off into the wind.

Friday Pilots Pat Halloran and Tom Keck in their SR-71s, “Yeah, though I fly through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil, for I am at 80,000 Ft. and climbing.

An idiot can get an airplane off the ground, It takes a pilot to get it back in one piece.

Pilot dictum: remember, in the end, gravity always wins.

You can only tie the record for flying low.

Black boxes may be replacing pilots, but pilots can be maintained easily and produced by unskilled labor.

Many young, inexperienced pilots have delusions of adequacy.

Flying is the art of learning to throw yourself at the ground and miss.

Richard Reid forced us to remove our shoes in the TSA line. Thank goodness he wasn’t the “underwear bomber.”

Elderly lady to airline captain, “Are you sure you are safe to fly?” Answer, “Lady, how do you think I got this old?”

Optimists invented the airplane. Pessimists invented the parachute.

Scientific fact: the rings of Saturn are composed of lost airline luggage.

Newton’s Law: What goes up must come down. Squadron Commander’s Law: What comes down better be able to go up again!

I was 14 when I wanted to be a pilot. I’m now 80 and still want to be a pilot, but I’d rather be 14 again.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is the Captain speaking. This was the First Officer’s leg and he made that landing you just experienced. I have asked him to stand at the door and receive your comments.

Passenger to Flight Attendant: “John Wayne didn’t use a seatbelt.” Flight Attendant: “John Wayne isn’t going to New York with us and neither are you unless you buckle up!”

Icarus could have flown if he picked a cloudy day.

As George Carlin said, “If black boxes survive crashes, why don’t they make the whole airplane out of that stuff?

Soldier to a pilot: “Why didn’t you join the Army?” Pilot’s answer, “I found out that good food and clean sheets were readily available on nearby Air Force bases.”

“Roger” – a term used by pilots when they can’t figure out what else to say.

“Cone of Confusion” – all radio terminology on JFK ground control.

“Balls-to-the-wall” – FULL THROTTLE, or an EXTREMELY bad landing.

Kennedy Ground Control to female pilot. “I told you to turn on Alpha!” Female pilot, “Don’t be angry, I didn’t understand you!” Controller, “Are you my ex-wife?”

Beer was invented to make pilot stories more interesting.

Pilots have to be brave so they don’t get scared when they can’t see at night, or inside of clouds, or when a motor or wing falls off.

You have never lived until you have almost died. Life has a special flavor the protected will never know.

Helicopter pilots are different from airplane pilots. Airplane pilots are open, clear-eyed, buoyant extroverts. Helicopter pilots are brooders, introspective anticipators of trouble. They know if something bad has not happened, it is about to.

Death is God’s way of telling pilots to watch their airspeed on final.

You can’t fly unless you can land, but you can’t land unless you can fly. So, which is it?

What is the worst thing that can happen when you are flying? – running out of airspeed, altitude and ideas all at the same time.

All engine sounds are magnified over the ocean.

What do you do when you are in trouble flying? Call for help. What if no help is available? Then no sense calling.

What do you do if you don’t like your boss? Go flying. What if he won’t let you go flying? Go anyway, he won’t be your boss for long.

We are reaching the age where “life sentence” is less of a threat.

FAA motto for pilots: “We’re not happy unless you’re not happy.”

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Also, My friend Glenn Bartley is in the hospital with Covid after fighting it off for over a week. If you have the time, please drop a note on his blog- http://ballseyesboomers.blogspot.com/ And let him know you’re thinking about him.

And there it is…

The first 1 star review of April Fool! If they honestly didn’t like it, that’s fine. At least this one doesn’t appear to be ‘politically’ motivated.

Kindle Customer

Reviewed in the United States on December 23, 2020

If my rating is short, so is this “book”. Just as well, it is boring and juvenile. I do not recommend.
Oddly it took over 50 reviews for this one to hit… Usually I get them in the first dozen or so.
Oh well, can’t make everyone happy, and I know that. But with 400 sales, and still holding up pretty well in the rankings,

#20,547 in Kindle Store (See Top 100 in Kindle Store)

I’m going to get back to work on the next novel in the queue. Thanks to all of you that have purchased April Fool, and thanks for the reviews.

One other oddity that I noticed was a 3 star review with NO comments. I always thought you had to put at least 15 words in a review, but I guess not…

Ad hoc…

Meeting of the North Texas Writers, Pilots, and Shooters Association last night for supper. It was…interesting…

And we did a ‘Texas’ Christmas dinner. Brisket, DD Tamales, beans, ham, etc. with homemade cookies for dessert!

From discussions of Sati and Charles Napier, to comparisons of various weapons, to an argument over Star Wars canon, to stupid pet tricks in the same (why the hell fly THROUGH the asteroid belt when they could have just as easily went above or below) Best comment- Whoever wrote that was not a flyer and could only think in two dimensions…

And pieces/parts of manuscripts were exchanged, read, commented on and discussed. And the kids went home with sugar highs… LOL

The day after Christmas!!!

Feel for the parents out today hunting more batteries for the kid’s toys…

The Day After Christmas

Twas the day after Christmas, and all through the house,
Every creature was hurtin’ even the mouse.

The toys were all broken, their batteries dead;
Santa passed out, with some ice on his head.

Wrapping and ribbons just covered the floor,
While upstairs the family continued to snore.

And I in my T-shirt, new Reeboks and jeans,
I went into the kitchen and started to clean.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the sink to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the curtains, and threw up the sash.

When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a little white truck, with an oversized mirror.

The driver was smiling, so lively and grand;
The patch on his jacket said “U.S. POSTMAN.”

With a handful of bills, he grinned like a fox.
Then quickly he stuffed them into our mailbox.

Bill after bill, after bill, they still came.
Whistling and shouting he called them by name:

“Now Dillard’s, now Broadway’s, now Penny’s and Sears
Here’s Robinson’s, Levitz’s and Target’s and Mervyn’s.

To the tip or your limit, every store, every mall,
Now chargeaway–chargeaway–chargeaway all!”

He whooped and he whistled as he finished his work.
He filled up the box, and then turned with a jerk.

He sprang to his truck and he drove down the road,
Driving much faster with just half a load.

Then I heard him exclaim with great holiday cheer,
“ENJOY WHAT YOU BOUGHT…….
YOU’LL BE PAYING ALL YEAR!”

And you can file this away for next year…                                                                               

image001According to the Alaska Department of Fish and Game, while both male and female reindeer grow antlers in the summer each year, male reindeer drop their antlers at the beginning of winter, usually late November to mid-December.  Female reindeer retain their antlers till after they give birth  in the spring. Therefore, according to EVERY historical rendition  depicting Santa’s reindeer, EVERY single one of them, from Rudolph to Blitzen, had to be a girl.

We should’ve known… ONLY women would be able to drag a fat-ass man in a red velvet suit all around the world in one night and not get lost.

Guess I’ll go look in the fridge to find what’s left from yesterday’s dinner to munch on today… 🙂