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So far so good, guess I still gotta go to work.
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My peace has been made. But I haven’t decided on what kind of frosting I’ll put on it.
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Click on the OC pic and check the comments, Shannon’s having his own little conversation in there. Lets see how long he thinks he’s all alone today. 😀
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G’Morning All
My tinfoil hat worked!!!!!!!!!! We’d all surely be dead if I hadn’t slept in it last night. -
Getting ready to jump in shower and then go get daughter Reesa at the airport. Life is good.
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Dead on Arrival
Boehnerpulls the plug on ‘Plan B’not re elected to House Leader
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Having grown up in the country, I can pretty firmly state that it was dogs. Case closed.
Mystery animal attacking livestock
Posted: Dec 13, 2012 9:57 PM CST Updated: Dec 20, 2012 11:09 PM CST
By Sarah Eisenmenger
Kevin Cox Kevin Cox
SHELBY COUNTY, KY (WAVE) – A community of farmers in Shelby County have been terrorized over the past few weeks by a mystery animal.
The creature has been attacking, but not eating, livestock such as goats and calves.
Kevin Cox, a farmer in the area, had already had one animal fall victim to an attack and he said his dogs alerted him of a second, “I heard the goat the dogs going off and I ran out there and I looked and saw the goat laying on the ground.”
His goat, Polka-dot, is now missing all of one ear and almost lost both of them.
Cox explained, “I noticed my whole steer bull looking a little different. It was covered in blood. Then my other two bulls come up and they had their ears all chewed up.”
Cox is one of a handful of farmers along Ditto Road in Waddy whose animals have been mysteriously attacked. Another farmer had to put down five goats because the injuries were so severe.
Most of the attacks have come at night.
One woman told County officials she and her daughter were briefly followed by an animal that made a sound she called “indescribable.”
County officials are investigating and they have recruited the help of the Kentucky Fish and Wildlife Department. Thursday, crews searched the woods and set traps in hopes of finding the cause of the attacks.
Meanwhile, Cox said he’s doing all he can to protect his animals, “We’re trying to find out what it is. I don’t know if we ever will.”
Shelby County officials are hosting a meeting at the Waddy Ruritan Club this upcoming Monday.
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Heh.
One of the more amusing aspects of being on a Hiking/Camping forum like Hammock Forums is that there is a certain number of Eco-weenies present among the assembled masses. While both politics and Religon are verboten subjects for thread and comments, some folks try to breach that firewall with varying amounts of success—most of them coming from the left hand side of the debate.
Last night one of the more prominent members made a post about tree coverage in the US—where the most and least number of trees can be found. One guy mentioned that he had noticed wherever people had settled, biomass like trees tended to increase because people plant and replant things.
You know what happened next. Some eco-weenie comes on and does a mini rant about the right and wrong kinds of biomass, complete wth a link to an article on the Greenpeace website.
My response? No, it didn’t have anything to do with the biomass to be found outside the Main Gate at Fort Sill.
“Whenever I need me some biomass I just club me a baby seal and put it in a frying pan on a fire made from old growth logs and fry it up it with a mess of whale blubber.”
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Glad to see everyone is still here, although as Tim noticed, Shannon seems to have woken up in an alternate universe. An OC thread that is just a pic, no comments on it yet, or even if there are some comments, but no introductory text above the comments, is daunting.
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There’s a lot of interesting flotsam and jetsam on the web today, but this has to rank near the top:
Why atheist scientists bring their children to churchThe formula seems simple: parents pass down what they believe to their children. Atheist parents don’t believe in God or go to church, therefore…. Yet, a surprisingly large number of atheist scientists from elite universities raise their children in a religious community such as a church. Sociologists Elaine Ecklund (Rice University) and Kristen Lee (University of Buffalo, SUNY) found that these atheist scientists do so because they want to give their children religious choice, have a religious spouse, or think that religious communities will give their children moral bearings and community.
Really ?
The researchers found that agnostics attend religious services (e.g., church) at about the same rate regardless of whether they have any children. By contrast, the attendance rate of atheists with children jumps 70% compared to those without. Children constitute a statistically significant factor in atheists attending religious services and joining religious communities. It should be noted that the atheists and agnostics in this study are all top-tier scientists, so these findings may not hold for atheists in general.
Pretty fascinating stuff.
The original paper is linked here, but it requires registry at the Journal for the Scientific Study of Religion. I hesitate to do so because any registration means more junk email, although, I’m curious enough about the findings to be tempted. -
The REASON for the SEASON………
This was posted a few years back by one of the wisest 2-wheel riders I’ve ever “known”-without-actually-meeting-in-person
R.I.P. Samuel and we’ll ALL enjoy those golden highways with you someday!
From: AlphaSamuel (Original Message) Sent: 12/23/2003 3:05 PM
This kinda puts it all in the order as to what the day is all about. Hope you like it. Samuel
Awesome story!!!!The old man sat in his gas station on a cold Christmas Eve. He hadn’t been anywhere in years since his wife had passed away. He had no decorations, no tree, no lights. It was just another day to him. He didn’t hate Christmas, just couldn’t find a reason to celebrate. There were no children in his life. His wife had gone.
He was sitting there looking at the snow that had been falling for the last hour and wondering what it was all about when the door opened and a homeless man stepped through. Instead of throwing the man out, George, Old George as he was known by his customers, told the man to come and sit by the space heater and warm-up.
“Thank you, but I don’t mean to intrude,” said the stranger. “I see you’re busy. I’ll just go”
“Not without something hot in your belly,” George turned and opened a wide mouth Thermos and handed it to the stranger. “It ain’t much, but it’s hot and tasty. Stew. Made it myself. When you’re done there’s coffee and it’s fresh.”
Just at that moment he heard the “ding” of the driveway bell. “Excuse me, be right back,” George said.
There in the driveway was an old 53 Chevy. Steam was rolling out of the front. The driver was panicked.
“Mister can you help me!” said the driver with a deep Spanish accent. “My wife is with child and my car is broken.”
George opened the hood. It was bad. The block looked cracked from the cold; the car was dead. “You ain’t going in this thing,” George said as he turned away.
“But mister. Please help….”The door of the office closed behind George as he went in. George went to the office wall and got the keys to his old truck, and went back outside. He walked around the building and opened the garage, started the truck and drove it around to where the couple was waiting.
“Here, you can borrow my truck,” he said. “She ain’t the best thing you ever looked at, but she runs real good.”
George helped put the woman in the truck and watched as it sped off into the night. George turned and walked back inside the office.
“Glad I loaned em the truck. Their tires were shot too. That ‘ol truck has brand new tires……..” George thought he was talking to the stranger, but the man had gone. The thermos was on the desk, empty with a used coffee cup beside it.
“Well, at least he got something in his belly,” George thought. George went back outside to see if the old Chevy would start. It cranked slowly, but it started. He pulled it into the garage where the truck had been. He thought he would tinker with it for something to do. Christmas Eve meant no customers. He discovered the block hadn’t cracked, it was just the bottom hose on the radiator.
“Well, I can fix this,” he said to himself. So he put a new one on. “Those tires ain’t gonna get ’em through the winter either.” He took the snow treads off of his wife’s oldLincoln. They were like new and he wasn’t going to drive the car.
As he was working he heard a shot being fired. He ran outside and beside a police car an officer lay on the cold ground. Bleeding from the left shoulder, the officer moaned, “Help me.” George helped the officer inside as he remembered the training he had received in the Army as a medic. He knew the wound needed attention.
“Pressure to stop the bleeding,” he thought. The laundry company had been there that morning and had left clean shop towels. He used those and duct tape to bind the wound.
“Hey, they say duct tape can fix anythin’,” he said, trying to make the policeman feel at ease. “Something for pain,” George thought. All he had was the pills he used for his back. “These ought to work.” He put some water in a cup and gave the policeman the pills.
“You hang in there. I’m going to get you an ambulance.” George said, but the phone was dead. “Maybe I can get one of your buddies on that there talk box out in your police car.”
He went out only to find that a bullet had gone into the dashboard destroying the two way radio. He went back in to find the policeman sitting up.
“Thanks,” said the officer. “You could have left me there. The guy that shot me is still in the area.”
George sat down beside him. “I would never leave an injured man in the Army and I ain’t gonna leave you.” George pulled back the bandage to check for bleeding. “Looks worse than what it is. Bullet passed right through ‘ya. Good thing it missed the important stuff though. I think with time your gonna be right as rain.”
George got up and poured a cup of coffee. “How do you take it?” he asked.
“None for me,” said the officer.
“Oh, yer gonna drink this. Best in the city.” Then George added: “Too bad I ain’t got no donuts.”
The officer laughed and winced at the same time. The front door of the office flew open. In burst a young man with a gun.
“Give me all your cash! Do it now!” the young man yelled. His hand was shaking and George could tell that he had never done anything like this before.
“That’s the guy that shot me!” exclaimed the officer.
“Son, why are you doing this?” asked George. “You need to put the cannon away. Somebody else might get hurt.”
The young man was confused. “Shut up old man, or I’ll shoot you, too. Now give me the cash!” The cop was reaching for his gun.
“Put that thing away,” George said to the cop. “We got one too many in here now.”
He turned his attention to the young man. “Son, it’s Christmas Eve. If you need the money, well then, here. It ain’t much but it’s all I got. Now put that pee shooter away.”
George pulled $150 out of his pocket and handed it to the young man, reaching for the barrel of the gun at the same time. The young man released his grip on the gun, fell to his knees and began to cry.
“I’m not very good at this am I? All I wanted was to buy something for my wife and son,” he went on. “I’ve lost my job. My rent is due. My car got repossessed last week…”
George handed the gun to the cop. “Son, we all get in a bit of squeeze now and then. The road gets hard sometimes, but we make it through the best we can.”
He got the young man to his feet, and sat him down on a chair across from the cop. “Sometimes we do stupid things.” George handed the young man a cup of coffee. “Being stupid is one of the things that makes us human. Comin’ in here with a gun ain’t the answer. Now sit there and get warm and we’ll sort this thing out.”
The young man had stopped crying. He looked over to the cop. “Sorry I shot you. It just went off. I’m sorry officer.”
“Shut up and drink your coffee.” the cop said.
George could hear the sounds of sirens outside. A police car and an ambulance skidded to a halt. Two cops came through the door, guns drawn.
“Chuck! You ok?” one of the cops asked the wounded officer.
“Not bad for a guy who took a bullet. How did you find me?”
“GPS locator in the car. Best thing since sliced bread. Who did this?” the other cop asked as he approached the young man.
Chuck answered him, “I don’t know. The guy ran off into the dark. Just dropped his gun and ran.”
George and the young man both looked puzzled at each other. “That guy works here,” the wounded cop continued.
“Yep,” George said. “Just hired him this morning. Boy lost his job.”
The paramedics came in and loaded Chuck onto the stretcher. The young man leaned over the wounded cop and whispered, “Why?”
Chuck just said, “Merry Christmas, boy. And you too, George, and thanks for everything.”
“Well, looks like you got one doozy of a break there. That ought to solve some of your problems.” George went into the back room and came out with a box. He pulled out a ring box.
“Here you go. Something for the little woman. I don’t think Martha would mind. She said it would come in handy some day.”
The young man looked inside to see the biggest diamond ring he ever saw. “I can’t take this,” said the young man. “It means something to you.”
“And now it means something to you,” replied George. “I got my memories. That’s all I need.” George reached into the box again. A toy airplane, a racing car and a little metal truck appeared next. They were toys that the oil company had left for him to sell. “Here’s something for that little man of yours.”
The young man began to cry again as he handed back the $150 that the old man had handed him earlier. “And what are you supposed to buy Christmas dinner with? You keep that, too. Count it as part of your first week’s pay.” George said. “Now git home to your family.”
The young man turned with tears streaming down his face. “I’ll be here in the morning for work, if that job offer is still good.”
“Nope. I’m closed Christmas day,” George said. “See ya the day after.”
George turned around to find that the stranger had returned. “Where’d you come from? I thought you left?”
“I have been here. I have always been here,” said the stranger. “You say you don’t celebrate Christmas. Why?”
“Well, after my wife passed away I just couldn’t see what all the bother was. Puttin’ up a tree and all seemed a waste of a good pine tree. Bakin’ cookies like I used to with Martha just wasn’t the same by myself and besides I was getting a little chubby.”
The stranger put his hand on George’s shoulder. “But you do celebrate the holiday, George. You gave me food and drink and warmed me when I was cold and hungry. The woman with child will bear a son and he will become a great doctor.
The policeman you helped will go on to save 19 people from being killed by terrorists. The young man who tried to rob you will become a rich man and share his wealth with many people.
That is the spirit of the season and you keep it as good as any man.”
George was taken aback by all this stranger had said. “And how do you know all this?” asked the old man.
“Trust me, George. I have the inside track on this sort of thing. And when your days are done you will be with Martha again.” The stranger moved toward the door.
“If you will excuse me, George, I have to go now. I have to go home where there is a big celebration planned.”
George watched as the man’s old leather jacket and his torn pants turned into a white robe. A golden light began to fill the room.
“You see, George, it’s My birthday.
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HAPPY APOCALYPSE DAY, Y’ALL!
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Good Mayan New Calendar/ Winter Solstice morning Hamsters. Lotsa frost all over and 27 at 6, colder than forecast last night. Pastures and roofs really sparkle white and stay gorgeous until the Sun appears. Good thing plants were moved or covered. Pasture bermuda grass is definitely kaput now, and everything is varying shades of tan other than some weeds and the emerging winter grasses. St. Augustine grass in the outlying areas of the lawn is yellowish green now, still green under the sheltering trees. Winter is here.
Temperature in the barn was 10 degrees warmer than outside, and the mares seemed to do well without blankets overnight. No hint of their water buckets starting to freeze as would surely have been with the old uninsulated roof and vents. Likely some freezing on the tanks in the pastures but nothing requiring a hammer to break up. That will come later on in winter. 🙂 -
Schadenfreude is too mild to describe my reaction to this news from an Illinois political blogger.
The state council of the Service Employees International Union, or SEIU, has approved a $500,000 plan seeking to demonize Mr. Emanuel as “the national poster child for Neo-Liberals who are hell-bent on adopting regressive policies.”
That language comes from a document approved by the SEIU council — a document whose authenticity I have confirmed. It calls for spending $100,000 on polling and “opposition research” aimed at Mr. Emanuel, and $200,000 each on “targeted ward work” and paid communications, including texting, radio ads and posters on Chicago Transit Authority buses and trains.The SEIU document contains the following rich, delicious language:
[Mayor Emanuel is…] using the City’s procurement process to take advantage of a loophole in Obamacare to jettison the health insurance costs of many city contract work. Essentially, Rahm is doing the same thing to city contract workers that Applebee’s, Denny’s, Papa John’s Pizza and so many other Right Wing nationalemployers have announced they are doing to their workers in the lead-up to the implementation of Obamacare.
In the coming months, the national news will be dominated by these types of stories. We feel strongly that Rahm Emanuel can be made the national “poster child” for Neo-Liberals who are hell-bent on adopting these regressive policies that are designed solely to delay or even stop the implementation of Obamacare.Buy your popcorn.
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Dint the SEIU get an O-care waiver?
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Sleeze-ball, slithering outhouse worm are way too nice terms to describe Rham Emmanuel-hole.
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This clip has it all.
Sonny Crockett
The Nuge
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Graham was just 11 and in the sixth grade in Crockett, Texas, when he hatched his plan to lie about his age and join the Navy. One of seven children living at home with an abusive stepfather, he and an older brother moved into a cheap rooming house, and Calvin supported himself by selling newspapers and delivering telegrams on weekends and after school. Even though he moved out, his mother would occasionally visit—sometimes to simply sign his report cards at the end of a semester. The country was at war, however, and being around newspapers afforded the boy the opportunity to keep up on events overseas.
Nobody could make this up.
In mid-December, the damaged ship returned to the Brooklyn Navy Yard for major repairs, where Gatch and his crew were profiled for their heroic deeds in the Pacific. Calvin Graham received a Bronze Star for distinguishing himself in combat, as well as a Purple Heart for his injuries. But he couldn’t bask in glory with his fellow crewmen while their ship was being repaired. Graham’s mother, reportedly having recognized her son in newsreel footage, wrote the Navy, revealing the gunner’s true age.
Graham returned to Texas and was thrown in a brig at Corpus Christi, Texas, for almost three months.Calvin Graham, the 12 year old gunner on the USS South Dakota
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#4 & #10 😀
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I wonder if Shannon thinks that he’s the only one left? 😉
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Is Shannon still by himself over on the picture thread?
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#12 KatFish, Ah think I got sumpin in muh eye.
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The Business Roundtable let the cat out of the bag on Dec. 11 when it circulated a letter signed by 150 of its corporate titans sanctioning year-end income-tax hikes. The letter happened to appear a few hours after the White House leaked its offer to include corporate tax reform as part of any cliff deal.
…Put another way, the Roundtable saw an opportunity to make the one million small American business owners who pay individual income taxes shoulder a big rate hike (up to 39.6%, from 35%) while radically lightening the tax load for the Roundtable’s own corporate behemoths (to 28% from 35%). Any corporate tax reform hinges on closing “loopholes” to pay for a lower corporate rate. Small business owners would lose tax perks along with everyone else—meaning they would pay even more—but they would not benefit from lower corporate rates. -
This is scary. It’s not paranioa if they really are coming after you.
It may seem like imprisoning an American citizen without charges or trial transgresses against the United States Constitution and basic norms of Western justice dating back to the Magna Carta.
It may seem like reiterating the right to due process contained in the 5th Amendment would be uncontroversial.
It may seem like a United States senator would be widely ridiculed for suggesting that American citizens can be imprisoned indefinitely without chargers or trial, and that if numerous U.S. senators took that position, the press would treat the issue with at least as much urgency as “the fiscal cliff” or the possibility of a new assault weapons bill or likely nominees for Cabinet posts.
It may seem like the American citizens who vocally fret about the importance of adhering to the text of the Constitution would object as loudly as anyone to the prospect of indefinite detention.
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#19 – Awesome story and OOOO-RAH whatta HERO!
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This is why TBO will go down as one of the classiest presidents we’ve ever had.
NOT.
Campaign contribution links DO NOT belong in a message about dead kids.
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I wonder if they still make these and if so, where I can get them?
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#25 Texakanukianite: From your linkie:
Both of the main Republican negotiators, House Armed Services Committee Chairman Howard “Buck” McKeon (R-Calif) and Senator John McCain (R-Ariz) believe it’s constitutional to lock up American citizens suspected of terrorism without ever proving they’re guilty.
This is one of may reasons why I despise McCain. He would have been an abject disaster, maybe even worse than JugEars, as president.
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#28 Pyro:
403 – Forbidden
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I wonder if they still make these and if so, where I can get them?
I guess the answer is no.
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#29 bone
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From instapundit: customer reviews
Ok. Look at the bottom of the banana slicer. Now look up slowly. See how it turns to the right? All the bananas my wife buys are LEFT HANDED. So the slicer doesn’t work right–the top “slices” come out mush. If they sold a left handed banana slicer I’d be much happier. As it stands I can use it on half a banana, or half a stick of butter (after microwaving it a little).
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#33 crazy aunt
“capelet”???
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#33: That’s not toothpaste!
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#32:
I have no problem with locking up US Citizens without charges if they are captured on a battlefield. In that instance, they are an unlawful combatant and lose all rights.
I did not see that specification in the article. The article simply stated that if someone is suspected of being a terrorist (and no mention was made as to where that person was at the time of determination) they could be jailed indefinitely without a trial or being found guilty. This is almost the same thing as being accused of witchcraft in Winston/Salem in the 1700s. It was wrong then and wrong now. The US passport (mine anyway) states clearly that if you take up arms against the US on foreign soil or join a foreign army you lose your citizenship. What I am concerned about is US citizens on US soil being arbitrarily accused of terrorism and having no recourse. It does not take much imagination that the first group to be declared “terrorists” would be members of the NRA, followed by those who vote in R primaries, followed by anyone who has ever purchased a hunting license, followed by anyone who objected to any of the above being arrested. . . . Not much of a slippery slope now izzit?
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Well, a full cape would drape down over the back and shoulders, and be clipped at the front of the neck, or go over the head to drape from the neck.
This one isn’t nearly as long, so it’s a capelet.
It’s not so hard, actually. Capelet is a lot easier than “that thing you made that keeps your shoulders warm”.
If you keep it up, I’ll make something just for you and give it a REAL goofy name! Maybe a teeny tiny jockstrap? I’ll make it out of babyweight yarn. The bulky yarn might be too much. But what should I call it????
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But what should I call it????
Much adoo about nothing
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But what should I call it????
Ear lobe snood?
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#39 Pyro:
I’m merely stating one instance of where I’m ok with it.
That particular instance is already on the books, what is being considered is something more, and far more dangerous.
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Whaddahya mean the world ain’t ended. Sheesh Bunsonburner has his own vidiots, that means it was really vidiotgeddon. 😉
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BTW lectricitee was off here since 2AM yesterday till about an hour ago. Had to come here to the couch to see if the world was still around.
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Sarge – found something you might find interesting.
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mharper42
OMG, it happened! Houston is gone! Shannon, you and I are the only survivors.
😀
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#45: Interesting, thanks.
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Love holiday travel. Reesa’s 9:30 flight got in at 11:30
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At least it got in.
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OK–
So now we know what the difference is between a capelet and a cape.
But paletots and shawls do the same thing.
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That reminds me — when Lovely was young, she was selected to go to an acting camp in New York for two weeks. I sent my daughter off in the arms of flight attendants who promised to take good care of my daughter. I got some phone calls from her during her stay, and she was having a fine time.
When the day came for her arrival at home, I was anxiously awaiting her flight, due in at 8:00 pm. It was delayed two hours, and I was about to jump through the glass as her plane finally pulled up to the jetway. I shifted my weight from foot to foot, scanning each face as they entered the airport area. Lovely was not among them! The last passenger exited the doorway, and then – nothing. For several minutes, not a single person left the plane. I was getting even more frantic, wondering where my Lovely Daughter was, and was about to go find an airline employee to get help when a flash of movement caught my eye.
Two people were leaving the plane, a stewardess and this small well-tanned blur (literally, she was almost a blur) became airborne and flew into my arms with a cry of “MOMMMEEEEEEEEEE!” She wrapped her arms and legs around me and I held her tight, telling her how much I missed her – and she, how much she missed me – and dancing around in circles and kissing each other as the stewardess watched. Finally, after about 3 minutes of joyous reunion-ing, the smiling flight attendant said, “Well, I guess she’s your daughter, but I still need for you to sign this form!”
I was never so glad to put my name on any piece of paper, then or since. I had my baby girl and we were going home! -
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December 21, 2012 at 11:04 am
Sarge – found something you might find interesting.
You know, for those looooong camping trips.Can’t see anything. Wants me to update my browser. I’m not sure abouot all this kind of stuff. Last time I had had anything browsed, it was at the Main Gate at Fort Sill.
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#35 Pyro
A capelet is a small i.e. short cape, what’s the big deal?
I have an indispensable cold weather wrap that is officially known as a cocoon bolero. Here’s an example, although mine has very short sleeves and is like a shawl with armholes. -
And THAT story reminds me of when I was dropping Handsome Son off at the Elks Camp for a two week stint (they had a camp for the disabled, God bless ’em). This was his second year at camp, and was very ready to begin his camping experience. He was only about five years old at this time, so I kept him close by as we checked him in. After we got him signed in, he turned to leave the room without telling me good-bye. You can imagine how this affected me, and I said out loud how I wished for a good-bye hug. The camp staffer reminded Handsome he needed to tell his Mommy good-bye, and turned him around. I squatted down, hands outstretched towards my son, waiting for my hug. He came running at me full-tilt, knocked me on my back right there in front of all the other parents and kids, gave me a hug and big ol’ kiss, and then jumped up and ran back to the staffer, leaving me laughing on the floor, and all of the other parents laughing and joining in the moment.
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Sarge – it was small plastic bag with a built-in washboard that you could wash clothes in. Folded up, it fits in a hand. Open it, add a little soap, dirty clothes, and agitate between the hands, and you have clean clothes again.
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56 Tedtam says:
December 21, 2012 at 12:21 pm
Sarge – it was small plastic bag with a built-in washboard that you could wash clothes in. Folded up, it fits in a hand. Open it, add a little soap, dirty clothes, and agitate between the hands, and you have clean clothes again.Large sized freezer bag and some hand sanitizer does the same thing. Put the article of clothing in, add water and and sanitzer, close the bag tight, grasp it firmly, then think about your ex-wife for about 10 minutes. Drain the bag and repeat without sanitizer to rinse.
Use hand sanitzer b/c its a pretty effective fire starter. Clean your dishes using the freezer bag as a sink and hand sanitizer as dish soap. Everything in the pack should have a dual use. -
#46 – That wash bag must be a HOT commodity! The website to buy one is maxed out on bandwidth and won’t open………
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Is that a real capelet I mean is that a Mexican capelet or is that a Sears capelet?
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Extremely good post/article on gun control and why it’s a bad idea.
The single best way to respond to a mass shooter is with an immediate, violent response. The vast majority of the time, as soon as a mass shooter meets serious resistance, it bursts their fantasy world bubble. Then they kill themselves or surrender. This has happened over and over again.
From there it gets much, much better.
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60 Tedtam says:
December 21, 2012 at 12:42 pm
#58 Sarge
Yep, there were comments about the other uses of the wash bag as well.Cheaper to get a freezer bag. Only noobs and posers would buy a dang bag just for washing clothes in.
The trend in hiking/backpack camping (as opposed to car camping) today is towards “Leave No Trace”. Its part of the reason hammocks are gaining popularity as they result in less impact on the ground and, if properly set up, no impact on the trees. Part of LNT is using recycled or repurposed gear as much as possible. My cookset is carried in a 10 oz sized plastic coffee can with insulation material made from a car sunshade with a bowl that comes from an instant lemonade mix bottle.
The other trend that has been going on for a long time now is “Ultra-Light” backpacking, and that’s what the dual use stuff is all about. A freezer bag carries my meal, its what the meal is cooked in, and the coffee can holds it while its being cooked. -
btw – didn’t Shakespeare write a play about capelets and mountaineers?
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Hagel doesn’t have a chance now, and not because of Republicans or the fact he’s an anti-Semite. He spoke ill of teh ghey.
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62 Hamous says:
December 21, 2012 at 12:47 pm
Is that a real capelet I mean is that a Mexican capelet or is that a Sears capelet?
/weird reference only Sarge will getTime to re-introduce Zappa Friday!
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#65 Pyro
btw – didn’t Shakespeare write a play about capelets and mountaineers?
I bow to the Master. I thought (briefly) of posting some lame attempt at humor on Capulet and Montague, but couldn’t have beat yours, even in an alternate universe.
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I’m a guy from a group with a thing in the charts
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“Some mornings, it’s just not worth chewing through the leather straps.”
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So you are still safely strapped down?
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It’s Kerry.
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Oh.. .you were the girl that was stuck to seat 38 on Phydeaux III… why don’t you get in position now and take a deep breath, because this water is very, very cold, …
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Wagon was recently talking about the reusable pallet business.
Check out these ladies’ new Houston start up….
Greenway Crates
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#75 Shannon
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#75 – WOW – those folks are gonna be billionaires!
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Irony alert.
The only thing not to survive the apocalypse was Twinkies. -
When we moved our offices last year, we used crates very similar to those.
they also fit on plastic dolly things that had the same profile as the tops of the boxes so they locked in really good when you rolled them around. -
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Yeah, they offer the dollies too. $5/day.
The boxes are a quite cheap compared to cardboard ones.
PU/Delv included. -
6:42 left in the first half…..
In the 3a State Final, Navasota leading 20-3 over Gilmer. -
Well, I don’t know about y’all but I am soo happy that my
PresidentSaviorMessiah is getting a MUCH needed vacation, dang what has it been three whole months since he’s had one? No matter what happens next year with the taxes cliff etc, my taxes will go up! A small price to pay so he and his family can jet around the world on a 747….Sigh, I wish that I could afford a vacation. -
3:35 left in the first half….
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Yeah, they offer the dollies too. $5/day.
Dang, the price HAS gone down.
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Yabbut they had to get ’em alla way up to SW Oklahoma.
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Local UPS driver steals FexEx package off the front porch, and is caught on video. The perp is now a resident at the Gray Bar Hotel.
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Shabbat Shalom, Y’all.
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4:39 left in the game…
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I made my Christmas meal grocery run today. The big Kroger nearest to me was crowded for a weekday morning, so I’m glad I didn’t delay and hope I could do it over the weekend. This was the first time in maybe 12 years I didn’t go to Randall’s for a holiday meal. We’ll have to see how we like the ham and turkey; all their deli brands were different. We will probably have that meal on Sunday.
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I have never had any luckusing the search feature on this blog. Would someone be so kind as to provide the Isaiah link that put the quest in modern terms? This was linked here twice over the last 6-7 weeks with the last time last week I think, maybe the week before.
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Can we limp this thread over the #100 line tonight?
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Bones
Katfish has it.
And of course Texpat, too.
I, too, would like to save it next time it is posted. I followed down many a trail from that post and neglected to save the original. -
#92 Shannon: I have the linkie saved at the office, but never seem to have the presence of mind to email it to myself so I can have it at home. The message is so powerful and has so much application today that I want to share it with the folks with whom I worship. Why don’t you send a kinfolk email and get your bro’s to shoot you the link?
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Isaiah had been very willing to take on the job — in fact, he had asked for it — but the prospect put a new face on the situation. It raised the obvious question: Why, if all that were so — if the enterprise were to be a failure from the start — was there any sense in starting it? “Ah,” the Lord said, “you do not get the point. There is a Remnant there that you know nothing about. They are obscure, unorganized, inarticulate, each one rubbing along as best he can. They need to be encouraged and braced up because when everything has gone completely to the dogs, they are the ones who will come back and build up a new society; and meanwhile, your preaching will reassure them and keep them hanging on. Your job is to take care of the Remnant, so be off now and set about it.”
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Apparently, then, if the Lord’s word is good for anything, — I do not offer any opinion about that, — the only element in Judean society that was particularly worth bothering about was the Remnant. Isaiah seems finally to have got it through his head that this was the case; that nothing was to be expected from the masses, but that if anything substantial were ever to be done in Judea, the Remnant would have to do it. This is a very striking and suggestive idea; but before going on to explore it, we need to be quite clear about our terms. What do we mean by the masses, and what by the Remnant?
As the word masses is commonly used, it suggests agglomerations of poor and underprivileged people, labouring people, proletarians, and it means nothing like that; it means simply the majority. The mass-man is one who has neither the force of intellect to apprehend the principles issuing in what we know as the humane life, nor the force of character to adhere to those principles steadily and strictly as laws of conduct; and because such people make up the great and overwhelming majority of mankind, they are called collectively the masses. The line of differentiation between the masses and the Remnant is set invariably by quality, not by circumstance. The Remnant are those who by force of intellect are able to apprehend these principles, and by force of character are able, at least measurably, to cleave to them. The masses are those who are unable to do either. -
Does the search function work well for anyone else? Am I doing something wrong? Does WordPress simply not dig Chrome? Am I supposed to do something, in this case, other than type “Isaiah” in the search box?
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#94 TP: Thank you, sir.
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For those of you who get the NBC Sports Network, I’ve heard their show Still Standing: The Earl Campbell Story is very good. I finally remembered to check it out and set my DVR.
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Looks like the Mayans struck out.–Guess I need to get a refund on my….
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Here’s a nice little setup for an apocalypse survivor.
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#95 – BC – one needs to be creative with any search on any site using any browser – changing words, phrases, sequential order, lengthening, shortening etc
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Sorry, but nothing matched your search criteria. Please try again with some different keywords.
Search for: Albert NockI’m with you Bones, the search function does not work – on any blog.
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101 – I didn’t claim the word press search works (didn’t even try it) – but the technique does work on many sites I frequent – and then there’s always the most simple SAVE what you see that you like WHEN you see it – then searching later becomes moot…………..
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Ferget Wordpess search function. Google it that you seek. Also if you really want to search for something on a specific site say speedo on hamous.org……. Go to google type in speedo then site:hamous.org.
The results will look like this.
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