Tagged again…

Snigs over at Snig’s Spot tagged me with the new 2008 edition of getting to know your family and Friends!

Here is what you are supposed to do,and try not to be lame and spoil the fun.
Change all the answers so that they apply to you.

1. What is your occupation? Indentured Servant (work for the Navy)

2. What color are your socks right now? None, boat shoes

3. What are you listening to right now? New Orleans Jazz.

4. What was the last thing that you ate? Catfish fillet

5. Can you drive a stick shift? Yes

6. Last person you spoke to on the phone? Work related call

7. Do you like the person who tagged you? Yep, she’s a cutie

8. How old are you today? 56

9. What is your favorite sport to watch? Depends on the season- Don’t care for the pros anymore, but like college sports (Go SEC!)

10. What is your favorite drink? 21 year old The Macallan scotch. Wishing it was the 30 year old, but that’s outta my price range…

11. Have you ever dyed your hair? Nope, not enough left to fool with.

12. Last time you hugged your child? A couple of weeks ago, the last time I saw them.

13. Favorite food? Burger and Fries.

14. What was the last movie you watched? What ever was showing on FLT 804 from Narita to DC…

15. Favorite day of the year? A day off

16. How do you vent anger? Shooting range 🙂

17. What was your favorite toy as a child? Tonka truck

18. What is your favorite season? Summer

19. Ocean or pool? Ocean

20. Cherries or Blueberries? Cherries

21. Do you want your family & friends to participate? Up to y’all

22. Who is the most likely to respond? ??

24. Living arrangements? Single, living out of a suitcase 170+ days a year

25. When was the last time you cried? I don’t honestly remember

26. What is on the floor of your closet? Shoes, boots, several guns and empty luggage.

27. Who is the family or friend you have known the longest that you are tagging? None.

28. What did you do last night? Read and watched news (boring)

29. Hawaii or Florida? Neither? Lived in both, left nothing behind…

30. What inspires you? The active duty Fleet Sailors and Marines I have the pleasure of working with!

31. What are you most afraid of? Tornado.

32. Plain, cheese or spicy hamburgers? Cheeseburger, cheeseburger, French Fries, Pepsi, no Coke… Sorry, flash back there.

33. Favorite dog breed? German Shepherds

34. Favorite day of the week? Saturday

35 How many states have you lived in? a bunch…

36 Do you like these questionnaires? Sometimes.

37. What kind of car did your very first date drive? 1963 Corvair Spyder.

38. What is the Last book you read? Downhill Lies, Carl Hiaasen

39. What are your hobbies? Golf, shooting, sailing, antique and classic cars

40. Can you still make the Hula Hoop stay around your waist? Beats the hell outta me

I’m not tagging anyone, but feel free to jump in!

Honoring our Veterans…

Go here to here the song and see the photos…

Here is the back story:

The elderly parking lot attendant wasn’t in a good mood, neither was Sam Bierstock. It was around 1 a.m., and Bierstock, a Delray Beach,Fla., eye doctor, business consultant, corporate speaker and musician,was bone tired after appearing at an event.

He pulled up in his car,and the parking attendant began to speak. ‘I took two bullets for this country and look what I’m doing,’ he said bitterly. At first, Bierstock didn’t know what to say to the World War II veteran. But he rolled down his window and told the man, ‘Really, from the bottom of my heart, I want to thank you.’

Then the old soldier began to cry.’That really got to me,’ Bierstock says. Cut to today. Bierstock, 58, and John Melnick, 54, of Pompano Beach – a member of Bierstock’s band, Dr. Sam and the Managed Care Band, have written a song inspired by that old soldier in the airport parking lot.

The mournful ‘Before You Go’ does more than salute those who fought in WWII. It encourages people to go out of their way to thank the aging warriors before they die.

“If we had lost that particular war, our whole way of life would have been shot,” says Bierstock, who plays harmonica. ‘The WW II soldiers are now dying at the rate of about 2,000 every day. I thought we needed to thank them.”

The song is striking a chord. Within four days of Bierstock placing it on the Web, the song and accompanying photo essay have bounced around nine countries, producing tears and heartfelt thanks from veterans,their sons and daughters and grandchildren.

“It made me cry,” wrote one veteran’s son. Another sent an e-mail saying that only after his father consumed several glasses of wine would he discuss ‘ the unspeakable horrors’ he and other soldiers had witnessed in places such as Anzio, Iwo Jima, Bataan and Omaha Beach. “I can never thank them enough,” the son wrote. “Thank you for thinking about them.”

Bierstock and Melnick thought about shipping it off to a professional singer, maybe a Lee Greenwood type, but because time was running out for so many veterans, they decided it was best to release it quickly, for free, on the Web.

They’ve sent the song to Sen. John McCain and others in Washington. Already they have been invited to perform it in Houston for a Veterans Day tribute – this after just a few days on the Web. They hope every veteran in America gets a chance to hear it.

That is all.

Follow-up to appeasment and flog…er golf…

Well, the democraps continue to spew hate and discontent…

One wonders how this will allow B. Hussein to “demonstrate” his foreign policy credentials as promised by his campaign? Is he going to talk the terrorists to death?


And McCain is being accused of a “cheap shot” and “negative” campaigning for agreeing with President Bush… Does anyone else see just a wee tiny credibility gap here, or is it just me?

The more I see or don’t see of the democrap policies, both foreign and domestic, the more worried I become about where we might end up if they are elected! These folks are absolutely scary; they actually believe their own press releases!

Anyhoo, I finally got a chance to play golf with my new clubs yesterday…

First and foremost, I am NOT a good golfer, I’m your average hacker. Having said that, it was pretty stoopid of me to go play a very narrow golf course that had not cut the rough in a week (think 5 inches high, multiple lost balls and wedges to ‘try’ to get back in the fairway) and with wind blowing 20+ miles an hour…

For those that don’t play, golf (or flog) depends on which swing shows up, the one you spent all that money for, or the baseball swing you learned as a six year old…

Golf courses by their nature are an exercise in self-flagellation, even on a good day; much less a bad day. When you throw in new clubs, it gets even more interesting (or funnier if you are watching).

First hole, a little ‘fade’ on the driver (translation- that sucker took off for the right rough like a scalded dog)… Hmm, ankle deep grass, everybody looking, no golf ball. Okay, drop and hit three- Thick, wet rough grabs the club head and off to the other side of the fairway we go. I’m playing military golf- left, right, left, right…

Meanwhile my playing partner is accusing me of screwing up his swing because he’s laughing so hard at me…


So it goes… it gets a little better, and I actually hit a couple of fairways, but inevitably, I’m either long or short on the approaches (you are supposed to ‘know’ how far you can hit your irons)…

Finally get to the 9th hole, it’s uphill, with a 20 mph cross wind- Woods on the right, parking lot with a whole bunch of expensive cars on the left. I aim for the woods, and miracle of miracles, hit one straight… Wind brings it back and lands in the middle of the green! Where I promptly three putt %$^^&*….

Oh well, half way done, grab a dog and turn down a beer (not that it can get much worse), and press on.

More military golf, but I’m at least finding the golf ball (for better or worse). I actually tried to hit one shot out of the wet rough where my feet slipped and I just barely caught the bottom of the ball with the top of the iron and it landed six feet behind me, thanks to the wind…

On the 15th hole, another fade to the right, as I get up near where the ball took off, I see a car sitting there. O.M.G. I’ve hit a car and busted something… Instead the guys says he saw my ball rolling back down the road toward the creek! So off we go, 200 yards in the wrong direction, sure nuff, there sits the ball at the bottom of the hill, at least 50 yards BEHIND where I teed off from… Lovely, just $%^* lovely!

Thanks to a well placed tree and a bank shot, I survive that hole only 2 over par…

Finally get to the 18th hole, par 4 uphill, into the wind. As usual, in the rough, but to the left this time. Hit a good iron shot out of the rough, and up the hill we go! Two balls on the green, one in the sand trap, no fourth ball… Of course, it’s mine that is missing…


I’m picking up, I tell the rest of the group, having had enough for one day.

My partner goes over to pull the pin for the putts, starts laughing and yells at me to come back to the green; low and behold, sitting in the cup is my Titleist 8 for a Eagle 2 on the final hole!!!

Guess I’ll be back next week!

Oh yeah, the little old lady playing in the foursome with us beat me by six strokes… sigh…

Marine Drill and political crap…

The Marines can teach ANYTHING to march…

On another note- President Bush made an interesting statement today while speaking to the Knesset, “Some seem to believe we should negotiate with terrorists and radicals, as if some ingenious argument will persuade them they have been wrong all along. We have heard this foolish delusion before.”

“As Nazi tanks crossed into Poland in 1939, an American senator declared: ‘Lord, if only I could have talked to Hitler, all of this might have been avoided.’ We have an obligation to call this what it is — the false comfort of appeasement, which has been repeatedly discredited by history,” he said, referring to Idaho Republican Sen. William Borah’s comments in 1939.

Of course the Democraps were immediately up in arms… B. Hussein thought it was a personal attack on him… Note to B. Hussein- Hey Bud, you ain’t the center of the universe; you need to take a chill pill!

Some other Demo Congresscritter apparently called BS on the statement- My comment to him- Once again the Democraps are ignoring the truth, and will only bring death and destruction into the US with their plans…

Of course they will hide behind their guards, scream for Secret Service protection, etc. while the American public takes the brunt of the death and destruction.

I sometimes wonder if ANY ONE of those Congresscritters has ANY perception of reality that is not governed by how much money they can rake in, what their precious push polls say, and how much MORE power they can get for themselves.


Kicking soapbox back in the corner for now and looking for the BP medicine…

Gas crisis solution…

President Bush wants us to cut the amount of gas we use.

The best way to stop using so much gas is to deport 11 million illegal immigrants!

That would be 11 million less people using our gas. The price of gas would come down.

Bring our troops home from Iraq to guard the Border.

When they catch an illegal immigrant crossing the border, hand him a canteen, rifle and some ammo and ship him to Iraq . Tell him if he wants to come to America then he must serve a tour in the military. Give him a soldier’s pay while he’s there and tax him on it.

After his tour, he will be allowed to become a citizen since he defended this country. He will also be registered to be taxed and be a legal patriot. This option will probably deter illegal immigration and provide a solution for the troops in Iraq and the aliens trying to make a better life for themselves.

If they refuse to serve, ship them to Iraq anyway, without the canteen, rifle or ammo.

Problem solved.

In my dreams maybe… sigh…

Generations of Valor…

If this does not get your attention, I don’t know what will…

This Picture is Worth a Million Words…

We truly take a lot for granted. Forget the football ‘heroes’ and movie ‘stars’. Pass this on so that all may know the price of freedom. One generation of heroes consoling another generation…

Only two defining forces have ever offered to die for you,

Jesus Christ and the American Soldier

One died for your soul; the other for your freedom.

Nuff said…

Life Evolutions….

Sorry for the lack of posts- been a little busy…

Combining road trips are just pure hell… Four days of sitting on my ass listening to briefings (mostly rehashes of last year’s conference), sidebars (where most of the REAL work gets done), rubber chicken for lunch/dinner, too many late nights and not nearly enough sleep.

Then fly off to marry off my youngest daughter… sigh…

Of course as soon as I get in town, I’m told to meet them at the hospital, grandson is going in for an operation for an abscess behind the eye… Just ^&*( lovely way to start the most important weekend in quite a while…

Grandson has one of two scheduled procedures, then gets booted out of OR for a critical neuro patient; so oldest daughter sends everyone home and spends the night (getting awakened every three hours).

Friday am I relieve her so she can get go with youngest daughter to get wedding stuff done. Do you know how expensive manicures and pedicures are these days? I sure as hell didn’t!!!

Grandson has gone from screaming in pain to wanting to play video games. Which is both good and bad- Good in that he is not hurting too badly, bad in that he wants Papa to play too…

I haven’t touched a video game in 20 years, didn’t even know how to hook it up, had to get the nurse to help. Talk about feeling old… sigh…

AND he promptly kicked my butt at every game…

Saturday was a repeat of Friday, with negotiations with the Doc’s on springing the grandson long enough for the wedding, since he was a key player. Doc’s were reluctant to hesitant, so oldest daughter got the nurses on her side… We left the hospital at 0800 Sunday morning !

Off for a quick change of clothes, did I mention I HATE wearing a tux? Especially a winter weight one for a wedding in the hot sun???

Get up to the outdoor location above Placerville, CA where youngest is to be married, and proceed to hurry up and wait… At least THAT I know how to do…

She finally shows up 15 minutes late (I swear both she and her sister will be late for their own funerals). We get everybody corraled and send the little ones off as flower children ( why do I hear Jefferson Airplane playing in my head). Bridesmaids all survive the stairs and now it is youngest daughter’s turn.

I take her arm, and we walk to the top of the steps… She says, “Oh S**T!” and immediately starts shaking like a leaf!

Then it’s like trying to hold back a runaway horse… She was GOING to that alter!

I hand her off to the hubby to be, and I get to go sit. It was a good (short) ceremony, good vows (they wrote their own), and of course all the bridesmaids are crying.

Ceremony gets done, food is out, beer keg (hey, these are 20 somethings…) gets tapped and the pictures start.

I really don’t remember an hours worth of pose here, pose there, go find such and such… what a PITA!!!

Anyhoo- She’s now an old married lady, daddy is broke (yet again), and one more daughter to go.

Washington Rules…

Attributed to a Southern democrat Congresscritter’s office. It’s no wonder they haven’t done a damn thing since they took over the Congress… sigh…

If it is worth fighting for, it is worth fighting dirty for

Don’t lie, cheat, or steal unnecessarily

There is always one more son of a bitch that you counted on

An honest answer can get you into a lot of trouble

The facts, although interesting, are irrelevant

Chicken Little only has to be right once

There is no such thing as a final decision

“No” is only an interim response

You can’t kill a bad idea

If at first you do not succeed, destroy all evidence that you ever tried

The truth is variable

A porcupine with his quills down is just another fat rodent

Agree with any concept or notional future option, in principal, but fight implementation every step of the way

A promise is not a guarantee

If you can’t counter the argument, leave the meeting

Never underestimate the power of an unsigned memo

A pretty baby has many parents

Another recommended blog

I don’t know how I’ve missed this one!

Go check out the Cranky Prof, she tells it like it is!

Good reads and you’ll find yourself nodding in agreement and chuckling at the same time.

The old girl takes pretty good pictures…

The Hubble takes pretty good pictures after they put glasses on her 🙂
NASA and Hubble have just released 59 more shots from the Hubble library. This group is called colliding galaxies. Go here to look at, download and wonder at the beauty of space!
While 99.9% of us will never ‘enjoy’ a trip into space, at least we can gaze upon the stars courtesy of these folks. They have distilled thousands of pictures down to just a few that show the wonder of the universe.
Makes me feel ever smaller and MORE insignificant that normal…sigh…