Now lemme get this straight…

It’s okay that Brittney Spears little sister is pregnant at age 15, not married, etc. but it is “horribile” that Palin’s 17 year old daughter is pregnant and will have the child and marry the father…

AND it was “totally inappropriate” for Sarah Palin to bring a Downs Syndrome baby into the world when they knew about it ahead of time…

But the LWL’s applaud Special Olympics and do fund raisers for disadvantaged children…

Sounds more like good old fashioned morals that most of us grew up with just don’t fit with the LWL or the MSM today. All I gotta say is I’m glad I was brought up in what they call “fly over” country…

Oh yeah, wasn’t Obama born to an underage mother, fathered by a man who was married to someone else at the time???

Waiting for the next “pronouncement”…

Weird Science- Bubble Rings…

I wish I could make my own toys…


The video of dolphins playing with silver colored rings is not limited to aquiriums. They do also make these in the ocean for something to play with. It isn’t known how they learn this, or if it’s an inbred ability.

The dolphin does a quick flip of its head and a silver ring appears in front of its pointed beak. The ring is a solid, donut shaped bubble about 2-ft across, yet it doesn’t rise to the surface of the water, even though it’s full of air!

It stands upright in the water like a magic doorway to an unseen dimension. The dolphin then pulls a small silver donut from the larger one. Looking at the twisting ring for one last time a bite is taken from it, causing the small ring to collapse into a thousands of tiny bubbles which head upward towards the water’s surface.

After a few moments the dolphin creates another ring to play with. There also seems to be a separate mechanism for producing small rings, which a dolphin can accomplish by a quick flip of its head.

An explanation of how dolphins make these silver rings is that they are “air-core vortex rings”. Invisible, spinning vortices in the water are generated from the tip of a dolphin’s dorsal fin when it is moving rapidly and turning. When dolphins break the line, the ends are drawn together into a closed ring. The higher velocity fluid around the core of the vortex is at a lower pressure than the fluid circulating farther away.

Air is injected into the rings via bubbles released from the dolphin’s blowhole. The energy of the water vortex is enough to keep the bubbles from rising for a reasonably few seconds of play time.

Daddy’s Poem…

Since school is restarting now, I thought this would be appropriate, since there will be kids missing their fathers again this year, who gave their lives in service to our country.

Daddy’s poem- Author unknown from Fay T.

Her hair was up in a pony tail,
Her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy’s Day at school,
And she couldn’t wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell her,
That she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand,
If she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid;
She knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates
Of why he wasn’t there today.

But still her mother worried,
For her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again,
She tried to keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school
Eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees
A dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back,
For everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently,
Anxious in their seats.

One by one the teacher called
A student from the class.
To introduce their daddy,
As seconds slowly passed.

At last the teacher called her name,
Every child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching,
A man who wasn’t there.

“Where’s her daddy at?”
She heard a boy call out.
“She probably doesn’t have one,”
Another student dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back,
She heard a daddy say,
“Looks like another deadbeat dad,
Too busy to waste his day.”

The words did not offend her,
As she smiled up at her Mom.
And looked back at her teacher,
Who told her to go on.

And with hands behind her back,
Slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child,
Came words incredibly unique.

“My Daddy couldn’t be here,
Because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could be,
Since this is such a special day.

And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy,
And how much he loves me so.

He loved to tell me stories
He taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses,
And taught me to fly a kite.

We used to share fudge sundaes,
And ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him.
I’m not standing here alone.

“Cause my daddy’s always with me,
Even though we are apart
I know because he told me,
He’ll forever be in my heart”

With that, her little hand reached up,
And lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat,
Beneath her favorite dress.

And from somewhere here in the crowd of dads,
Her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter,
Who was wise beyond her years.

For she stood up for the love
Of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her,
Doing what was right.

And when she dropped her hand back down,
Staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft,
But its message clear and loud.

“I love my daddy very much,
he’s my shining star.
And if he could, he’d be here,
But heaven’s just too far.

You see he is a Marine
And died just this past year
When a roadside bomb hit his convoy
And taught Americans to fear.

But sometimes when I close my eyes
it’s like he never went away.”
And then she closed her eyes,
And saw him there that day.

And to her mothers amazement,
She witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children,
All starting to close their eyes.

Who knows what they saw before them,
Who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second,
They saw him at her side.

“I know you’re with me Daddy,”
To the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers,
Of those once filled with doubt.

Not one in that room could explain it,
For each of their eyes had been closed.
But there on the desk beside her,
Was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.

And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,
By the love of her shining star.
And given the gift of believing,
That heaven is never too far.

A liitle bit of weird history…


Julie Gibson, like a good number of classic burlesque dancers defined their careers with one gimmick.
For her, it was the “Dance of the Bashful Bride.” Known as an East Coast dancer (with her main gig being at the Wedge in Philadelphia), Gibson would transform from a sweet and innocent blushing bridge on her wedding day to a less-than-innocent honeymoon night bump-and-grinder. Dressed in full bridal wear, she would walk down the stairs to the stage as if she were preceding down a church aisle.
Once on stage, more than just the bridal bouquet would be thrown off. Men, who usually hated to attend weddings, would clamour for front-row seats to see this woman-in-white. With her small stature (5′ 4″), curvaceous measurements (35-23-35), and innocent pout, Gibson would be just the type of girl that men in the club would dream of marrying. And as a bonus, she could look sexy and seductive while taking off a big wedding gown and all the bulky layers that went with it. It was the classic angel/devil, virgin/whore act all rolled up into one.
Gibson, like many dancers of the 1950’s, was brought before a judge to defend her act against obscenity charges. She called her act “art” and offered to do her dance in the courtroom in front of the judge. The judge declined and after that the case fizzled away. It wasn’t Perry Mason, but it worked none the less.
There’s also an interesting bit of trivia concerning Gibson and the U.S. Navy. It seems in the mid-50’s, a Navy development team for a new type of underwater listening device was located outside Philly–the main stomping grounds for Gibson.
Now this is the interesting part… I actually flew and operated this system early in my Navy career and later met some of the guys who developed it (and watched Julie dance on their lunch hour); since this is a ‘family’ blog, those stories will remain untold…
They needed a code name for the project and so they called it Project Julie.
It must have been a success (it was) because Gibson at one point was honored aboard the USS Valley Forge because of her namesake project.
H/T Charlie- data from Java’s Bachelor Pad

I feel MUCH better now…

A REAL shooting range…

Went down to Quantico and shot on Range 4 (1000 yard range) Here’s a picture from the 600 yard line, which was the intermediate stop! We shot at 100 yards, 600 yards and 1000 yards.


Here’s what I was shooting. It is, with the exception of the action which is period correct, an M40A1 Marine Sniper rifle that was used from the 1970’s into the 1990’s.

And yes it shoots MUCH better than I do… These were the orginal sighting shots to align the scope. At 600 yards we shot a 6 inch steel plate (equating to 1 minute of angle) and at 1000 yards we were shooting at a torso sized steel plate (19″x24″) and I also shot a group on one of the targets.

At 600 yards I was on the steel 8 of 10 shots, at 1000 yards I was on the steel 16 of 20 shots and shot a 8.7″ group for 5 shots on the target.

While that might seem pretty good, I let two REAL Marine Snipers shoot the rifle at 1000 yards.

Note: Neither of them had ever shot it before…

They did the shooter/spotter teamwork, and both of them put 5 of 5 on steel, with one of them making 3 head shots at 1000 yards! Those kids are GOOD!!!! Of course I have no pictures, for obvious reasons… dammit…

Now I’ve got to clean that sucker, and the shoulder is starting to hurt. Oh well, gotta pay for the fun 🙁
On another note- heard on the radio on the way back, the dems are asking the Denver police NOT to enforce the dope smoking laws during the convention! WTFO????

I guess they’re afraid too many of the liberal delegates would end up in jail and wouldn’t be able to vote…

Friend of mine sent this to me this morning, commenting on Obama and Biden kinda says it all as far as I’m concerned…
Those two are just scary as individuals, much less as a pair… If they get in, I have no doubt they will do everything in their power to overturn the 2nd Amendment, and make sure we get our guns confiscated.

Say WHAT????

Joe (anti-gun)Biden as the VP nomination???

Obama , and those around him, whose entire campaign is trying to paint McCain as as Washington insider and Obama as the opposite picks the ultimate Washington insider? Biden has been in the Senate since 1972, consistantly gets an F rating from the NRA (matching Obama perfectly on that) and is the proverbial loose cannon (whose temper is even worse than McCains). He’s also an old fart Mid-60’s against McCain’s 71, so that argument pretty much goes out the window too…

Wasn’t it Biden who said that Barack wasn’t ready to be President during the primaries; that the position was no place for on the job training? And this whole email announcement thing…

Sloppy and amateurish at best, the hackers and others were driving the media nuts with false announcements… Signs of things to come?

One can only hope so! I think the dems convention may be worth watching, it MAY even be better than Comedy Central…

Think I’ll go to the range while I still can!

9 Warriors…

Please drop over the QandO and read 9 Warriors. This is the rest of the story about what happened to the Third Herd last month in Afganistan…

h/t McQ

A little military humor…

Marine Corps Rules:

1. Be courteous to everyone, friendly to no one.

2. Decide to be aggressive enough, quickly enough.

3. Have a plan.

4. Have a back-up plan, because the first one probably won’t work.

5. Be polite. Be professional. But, have a plan to kill everyone you meet.

6. Do not attend a gunfight with a handgun whose caliber does not start with a .4.

7. Anything worth shooting is worth shooting twice. Ammo is cheap. Life is expensive.

8. Move away from your attacker. Distance is your friend. (Lateral & diagonal preferred.)

9. Use cover or concealment as much as possible.

10. Flank your adversary when possible. Protect yours.

11. Always cheat; always win. The only unfair fight is the one you lose.

12. In ten years nobody will remember the details of caliber, stance, or tactics. They will only remember who lived.

13. If you are not shooting, you should be communicating your intention to shoot.

Navy SEAL’s Rules:

1. Look very cool in sunglasses.

2. Kill every living thing within view.

3. Adjust Speedo.

4. Check hair in mirror.

5. Leave signs on the beach reminding Marines to duck when they hear Bang.

US Army Rangers Rules:

1. Walk in 50 miles wearing 75 pound rucksack while starving.

2. Locate individuals requiring killing.

3. Request permission via radio from ‘Higher’ to perform killing.

4. Curse bitterly when mission is aborted.

5. Walk out 50 miles wearing a 75 pound rucksack while starving.

US Army Rules:

1. Curse bitterly when receiving operational order.
2. Make sure there is extra ammo and extra coffee.

3. Curse bitterly.

4. Curse bitterly.

5. Do not listen to 2nd LTs; it can get you killed.

6. Curse bitterly.

US Air Force Rules

1. Have a cocktail.
2. Adjust temperature on air-conditioner.
3. See what’s on HBO.

4. Ask what is a gunfight?

5. Request more funding from Congress with a ‘killer’ Power Point presentation.

6. Wine & dine ”key’ Congressmen, invite DOD & defense industry executives.

7. Receive funding, set up new command and assemble assets.

8. Declare the assets ‘strategic’ and never deploy them operationally.

9. Hurry to make 13:45 tee-time.

10. Make sure the base is as far as possible from the conflict but close enough to have tax exemption.

US Navy Rules

1. Go to Sea.

2. Drink Coffee.

3. Deploy the Marines.

4. Drink Coffee.

5. Pick up Marines.

6. Drink more coffee.

7. Come home.

Remember Me

Take five minutes and watch this please…

Our troops need all the support they can get.

drinking the Kool-Aid…


I’m voting Democrat because I believe the government will do a better job of spending the money I earn than I would.

I’m voting Democrat because freedom of speech is fine as long as nobody is offended by it.

I’m voting Democrat because when we pull out of Iraq I trust that the bad guys will stop what they’re doing because they now think we’re good people.

I’m voting Democrat because I believe that people who can’t tell us if it will rain on Friday CAN tell us that the polar ice caps will melt away in ten years if I don’t start driving a Prius.

I’m voting Democrat because I’m not concerned about the slaughter of millions of babies so long as we keep all death row inmates alive.

I’m voting Democrat because I believe that business should not be allowed to make profits for themselves. They need to break even and give the rest away to the government for redistribution as THEY see fit.

I’m voting Democrat because I believe three or four pointy headed elitist liberals need to rewrite the Constitution every few days to suit some fringe kooks who would NEVER get their agendas past the voters.

I’m voting Democrat because I believe that when the terrorists don’t have to hide from us over there, when they come over here I don’t want to have any guns in the house to fight them off with.

I’m voting Democrat because I love the fact that I can now marry whatever I want. I’ve decided to marry my horse.

I’m voting Democrat because I believe oil companies’ profits of 4% on a gallon of gas are obscene but the government taxing the same gallon of gas at 15% isn’t.

Makes ya wonder why anyone would EVER vote Republican, now doesn’t it?

OR does it make you wonder about the convoluted logic adopted by segments of the political process to cater to the tofu-eating, hemp wearing LWLs???

Sigh…

Back to your regularly scheduled reality…

On an Olympics note- Judging yet again was suspect on the women’s gymnastics last night, this morning there is a credible report that at least one of the Chinese female gymnasts is only 13… Any bets the Olympics will actually do anything about it?
Didn’t think so…