Finally…

I can haz books!!!

books

Granted I ordered a ‘few’ more than y’all did, and I’m glad you got yours quickly…

But I’ve also got people breathing down my neck wanting their copies… LOL

Thanks too, to those who’ve already posted reviews! I appreciate the honesty and I hope those who bought the first three volumes during the sale on Labor Day Weekend will also post reviews after they read.

TGM- Partners is selling well, at least for an unknown author with a limited fan base in a niche market. 🙂

I also appreciate my friends and bloggers who’ve been kind enough to give me a bump on their blogs over the weekend, at one point I was in the top 50 in crime fiction, and top 5000 paid sales on Amazon over the weekend. For me, that is outstanding!!!

Thank you again, and I hope you enjoy the book. There will be at least one more in the series. 🙂

TBT…

Yeesh, I may have created a monster…

But y’all wanted an original brochure for a Power Wagon and …

Voila…

dodge-pw-1 dodge-pw-2 dodge-pw-3

The only one I found was from 1950, but it does show the PTO, 4WD, and LOW/HI range levers you got in addition to the floor shift (unsynchronized with a granny low).

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Sometimes its NOT about winning…

Took a quick trip back home last week to see some friends…

As we get older, our perspectives DO change. I was talking with a friend (multi-time world champion SASS shooter), who has undergone what I can only call a ‘reset’ of his priorities…

Bill had some physical problems the last three years, one fairly significant one…

We were chatting about shooting and being on the ‘circuit’ if you will, and he surprised me by saying he’s only finished two competitions this year.

When he saw my expression he continued, “It’s not about winning anymore. It’s about friendships I’ve developed over the last twenty years. There are matches that I won’t even attend in Central and West Texas because they’ve gotten so competitive that they aren’t fun anymore.”

He also told me he was leading a match last month in either TN or KY, and when he realized that, he shot the rifle, the pistols, then loaded the shotgun, cocked the hammer, laid it down and stepped back. That is an automatic disqualification. When asked why, he told the RO he didn’t care about winning…

He’s spending a lot of time giving seminars on shooting, and said he just wants to have fun anymore. He’s putting those friendships over the competition…

That’s a pretty novel concept in this day and age…

But I do have to give him kudos for the wildest wrap I’ve seen on a vehicle lately… 🙂

There’s advertising and then there is ADVERTISING!!!

Truck wrap 1 Truck wrap 2

His business is called Cowboy Guns, and he does pretty well with it… And he just ‘might’ know where you can get some tuned cowboy action guns. 🙂

Cynical Definitions…

ARTIFICIAL INSEMINATION: Procreation without recreation.
BOOKCASE: A piece of furniture used in America to house bowling trophies and Elvis collectibles.
BULIMIA: Retched excess.
CHIC: Considered smart without the deadening implication of intelligence.
CLIQUE: A group of insiders who greet outsiders with their backsides; a closed circle of asses.
CONSULTANT: A jobless person who shows executives how to work.
DENTURES: Two rows of artificial ivories that may be removed periodically to frighten one’s grandchildren or provide accompaniment to Spanish music.
DNA: A complex organic molecule characterized as the building block of life and appropriately shaped like a spiral staircase to nowhere.
ERUDITE: Exhibiting a degree of book learning fatal to success in any business or romantic enterprise.
FIBER: Edible wood-pulp said to aid digestion and prolong life, so that we might enjoy another six or eight years in which to consume wood-pulp.
FUNERAL HOME: A stately manse occupied by transients who continually receive visitors but lack the energy and inclination to entertain them.
GENETIC ENGINEERING: Tampering with chromosomes so that science might develop a new miracle cure or a rabbit that plays the banjo.
HIP: Smartly attuned to the latest cutting-edge cliches.
JOB: A state of employment everyone wants but few look forward to on a Monday morning.
LAWYER: A professional advocate hired to bend the law on behalf of a paying client; for this reason considered the most suitable background for entry into politics.
LECHER: A stud with liver spots.
LOOTING: A public shopping spree generously sponsored by local merchants in the wake of a riot.
LOTTERY: The equivalent of betting that the next pope will be from Duluth, or that the parrot in the pet store window speaks Flemish.
MATH ANXIETY: An intense lifelong fear of two trains approaching each other at speeds of 60 and 80 mph.
MUGGER: A benevolent citizen of the streets who frequently spares the lives of total strangers in exchange for any cash and valuables in their possession.
NEGOTIATING: The art of persuading your opponent to take the nice shiny copper penny and give you the wrinkled old paper money.
NEUROTIC: Sane but unhappy about it.
OBITUARY: A final summation of our lives that, for most of us, occupies about three inches of space in what will shortly become cage liner for our neighbor’s parakeet.
POSITIVE THINKING: Self-improvement through self-deception.
QUALITY OF LIFE: What an industrialized nation is said to offer when enough of its citizens are suffering from terminal stress.
REVOLUTIONARY: An oppressed person wating for the opportunity to become an oppressor.
SHALLOWNESS: The root cause of chronic good health, high school popularity, appearance on the fiction bestseller lists, and gainful employment on local TV news broadcasts.
STAR: A performer who makes more than his or her agent. Also SUPERSTAR: A performer who makes more than Guatemala.
STATE-OF-THE-ART: Soon-to-be-obsolete.
TABOO: Any strict cultural prohibition that, when breached, causes everyone in the group to gasp; e.g., cannibalism, public nudity, serving fried pork rinds at a Hasidic wedding, or answering the question “How are you?” in the negative.
UNEMPLOYMENT: The usual alternative to overwork.
URINAL: The one place where all men are peers.
VIRGIN: A young innocent who in former times was sacrificed to the gods but who now merely lives in disgrace.
WAKE: 1. A convivial soiree with a preserved corpse in the room. 2. What the mourners would be visibly startled to see the corpse do, especially those expecting a sizable inheritance.
X-CHROMOSOME: A genetic double-cross that empowers women with the ability to bear children and reserves for men the right to be color-blind hemophiliacs.
ZOMBIE: A mirthless creature beloved by teenage horror movie fans and those in charge of the hiring at accounting firms.

Happy Labor Day…

Not working today… Just enjoying life, so humor…

TOP 31 THINGS THAT YOU WILL NEVER HEAR SOUTHERN BOYS SAY:

31. When I retire, I’m movin’ north.
30. Oh I wouldn’t dare; she’s only sixteen……..
29. I’ll take Shakespeare for $1000, Alex.
28. Duct tape won’t fix that.
27. Come to think of it, I’ll have a Heineken.
26. We don’t keep no guns in this house.
25. You can’t feed that to the dog.
24. No kids in the back of the pickup, it’s just not safe.
23. Wrestling is fake.
22. We’re vegetarians.
21. Do you think my gut is too big?
20. I’ll have grapefruit instead of biscuits and gravy.
19. Honey, we don’t need another dog.
18. Who gives a sh** who won the Civil War?
17. Give me the small bag of pork rinds.
16. Too many deer heads detract from the decor.
15. I just couldn’t find a thing at Wal-Mart today.
14. Trim the fat off that steak.
13. Cappuccino tastes better than espresso.
12. The tires on that truck are too damn big.
11. I’ve got it all on the thumb drive.
10. Unsweetened tea tastes better.
9. My fiancĂ©e is registered at Tiffany’s.
8. I’ve got two cases of Zima iced down for the Super Bowl.
7. Checkmate!
6. She’s too young to be wearing that bikini.
5. Hey, here’s an episode of “Hee Haw” that we haven’t seen.
4. I don’t have a favorite football team.
3. Youse Guys.
2. Those cutoffs ought to be a little longer, Betty Mae.

AND THE NUMBER ONE THING THAT YOU WILL NEVER HEAR A SOUTHERN BOY SAY:

1. No more beer for me. I’m driving down to help in the Hillary Campaign.

h/t Timmy

Aviation Art…

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I remember reading about this in one of the histories of the Flying Tigers… Those guys clanked when they walked!!!

Third Annual Labor Day Sale!!!

A number of us indie authors have books up for sale this weekend. The original link is at Mad Genius Club, HERE.

From Cedar Sanderson this morning-

I’d like to thank Amie Gibbons for pulling this together. Between school and life, I’ve been too busy to think straight, let alone do the legwork. You should really check out her work – she writes fun, original urban fantasy/mythology that is as perky as she is. 

It’s that time of year again. The kiddies are back in school, vacations have been vacationed, the season of burned skin is over, and people are getting back into their usual routines.
And you know what that means.
The Third Annual Indie Author Labor Day Sale!
Whether you are eating pumpkin spice everything or counting the days until Halloween, as the nights cool, you’re going to want to check out the latest sales in Sci Fi, Fantasy and Mystery from your favorite indies.
Enjoy!

Good books over there, including Dave Freer’s latest. Well worth the $.99!!!

The Grey Man- Partners…

THANK YOU!!!

Thanks to all those who’ve parted with their hard earned money and bumped Partners up in the Amazon sales ranks!

And thanks to those friends who’ve pimped the book on their blogs and on the book of face!!!

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YGTBSM!!!

Gotta love Friday afternoon data dumps before the long weekend…

Guilty… Plain and simple…Clinton NDA sig

And it appears she ‘lost’ or the ‘team’ lost or destroyed (supposedly) 11-13 missing handheld devices she used…

Story HERE.

If this were one of us ‘peons’, we would already be in jail, looking at 30 years minimum…

Don’t bother trying to BS me about how she’s not guilty. I KNOW what I was told when I signed similar documents about what the punishment for violation of ONE item was, much less all the ones she violated.

It’s obvious the fix is in. Done, we might as well not even have an election at this point.

I also find it really interesting that she couldn’t remember s**t, but remembered ONE very specific conversation (or so she said), with Colin Powell about using personal emails. Article HERE.

Of interest, Powell says he has no memory of that conversation, and he was using an AOL account back when he was Sec State.

The Grey Man Sale…

Now fixed, the first three in the series are on sale for $0.99 through Monday!

Sigh… Sorry for the delay.