Memorial Day 2010 - Lest We Forget

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As you all know, today is Memorial Day. A day when we pay homage to our fallen heroes from all wars.

I am posting two YouTube videos that touch me deeply. They are both the same song by Trace Atkins (Trace Rocks) but with different videos. They are the best of the best and honors those who deserve the praise.

I posted this one last year, but it is so powerful that it deserves to be posted again. I really like that he takes off his hat in a salute to the Cadets standing behind them. They are the one’s who will be carrying on the defense of our Nation.



This is the same song, but the pictures are ones I have never seen before and is produced by a Cadet in the class of 2012.



I so totally agree that we need to pray for peace. Strongly and often.

But I also know that as long as there are men and women who craves one more dollar, a little more power, a stronger stance in their religion, or wants something someone else has, peace will never be.

Every generation since Adam has had their war or conflict, and I don’t believe this will ever change. Sadly we will loose our young, and if we are not watchful, we will be loosing more than that. That is why we need a strong, well funded and supplied military.

But for today, it is about those who gave their all for what ever reason they were fighting. The Georgia Monument on the Gettysburg battlefield states,
“…We sleep here in obedience;
When duty called, we came;
When country called, we died”

As it is with all our heroes.

Personally, I will be honoring my buddy Dan's friends, the 74 lost with the sinking of my ship, and a wonderful artist, Bobby Kro, who just passed away. He was a Marine who also has a Marine son being deployed for his second tour this month.
My pal, Ed, said in a comment, "Men like this make me embarassed and unworthy to call myself a veteran."

God bless them all and peace for the families they left behind.
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The Battle of Tenaru by Robert Leckie

Memorial Day is set aside to remember and honor those who have made the ultimate sacrifice in all wars fought. I thank the families who raised the caliber of men and women who went in harms way for a bigger cause, and I send you my heartfelt condolences for your loss.

Monday is Memorial Day for our American men and women who have made the ultimate sacrifice. In all your festivities this weekend, please take just a second to give a silent prayer of thanks, or just a moment of silence if you do not pray, for those who sacrificed so you can enjoy this day.

Many of you will be posting about this day. This is my Memorial Day contribution:

The HBO series, The Pacific, was based in part on a book by Robert Leckie (Dec. 18, 1920 - Dec 24, 2001) a former Marine of the 1st Division who fought as a machine-gunner in every battle of the Pacific except Okinawa (because he was recovering from a blast concussion received on Peleiu.) This poem was take from his first book written in 1957, ‘Helmet For My Pillow - From Parris Island to the Pacific.’

The Battle of the Tenaru, August 21, 1942
by Robert Leckie

A helmet for my pillow,
A poncho for my bed,
My rifle rests across my chest-
The stars swing overhead.

The whisper of the kunai,
The murmur of the sea,
The sighing palm and night so calm
Betray no enemy.

Hear! river bank so silent
You men who sleep around
That foreign scream across the stream-
Up! Fire at the sound!

Sweeping over the sandspit
That blocks the Tenaru
With Banzai-boast a mushroomed host
Vows to destroy our few.

Into your holes and gunpits!
Kill them with rifles and knives!
Feed them with lead until they are dead-
And widowed are their wives.

Sons of the mothers who gave you
Honor and gift of birth
Strike with the knife till blood and life
Run out upon the earth.

Marines, keep faith with your glory
Keep to your trembling hole.
Intruder feel of Nippon steel
Can't penetrate your soul.

Closing, they charge all howling
Their breasts all targets large.
The gun must shake, the bullets make
A slaughter of their charge.

Red are the flashing tracers,
Yellow the bursting shells.
Hoarse is the cry of men who die
Shrill are the woundeds' yells.

God, how the night reels stricken!
She shrieks with orange spark.
The mortar's lash and cannon's crash
Have crucified the dark.

Falling, the faltering foemen
Beneath our guns lie heaped.
By greenish glare of rocket's flare
We see the harvest reaped.

Now has the first fierce onslaught
Been broken and hammered back.
Hammered and hit, from hole and pit-
We rise up to attack!

Day bursts pale from a gun tube,
The gibbering night has fled.
By light of dawn the foe has drawn
A line behind his dead.

Our tanks clank in behind him,
Our riflemen move out.
Their hearts have met our bayonet-
It's ended wit a shout.

"Cease fire!" -the words go ringing,
Over the heaps of the slain.
The battle's won, the Rising Sun
Lies riddled on the plain.

St. Michael, angel of battle
We praise you to God on high.
The foe you gave was strong and brave
And unafraid to die.

Speak to the Lord for our comrades,
Killed when the battle seemed lost.
They went to meet a bright defeat-
The hero's holocaust.

False is the vaunt of the victor,
Empty our living pride.
For those who fell there is no hell-
Not for the brave who died.
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Check Out The Keeper Of The Beaver

It's Friday and time for more of Ward's weekly postings. Check out the sampling below. Dude has the bestest stuff.

Where is he you ask? I SAID, WHERE IS HE YOU ASKED? That's better. He is one half of a cool team living in the frozen tundra of Wisconsin. The other half of the duo calls herself June (because she is in charge of The Beaver) and they are on my roll list as Three’s A Charm.

Go on over and check out this funny lady and Ward’s Friday Postings.

My Private Part Died

(Even an old man has an inner self image. This is mine!)

I was living in a nursing home.

One day I apparently appeared to be very sad and depressed.

Nurse Donna asked me if there was anything wrong,

'Yes, Nurse Donna ,' I said.

'My Private Part died today, and I’m very sad.'

Knowing her patients were a little forgetful and sometimes a little crazy, she replied, 'Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Coffey. Please accept my condolences.'

The following day, I was walking down the hall with my Private Part hanging out of my pajamas.

I met Nurse Donna.

'Mr. Coffey,' she said, 'You shouldn't be walking down the hall like that. Please put your Private Part back inside your pajamas.'

'But, Nurse Donna I can't.' I replied. 'I told you yesterday that my Private Part died.'

'Yes,' said Nurse Donna, 'you did tell me that, but why is it hanging out of your pajamas?'

'Well,' I replied, 'Today is the viewing.'

Miss Connie Talbot

Is this little ball of beauty, Connie Talbot, wonderful or what?





Some of the best videos come out of Britain’s Got Talent.
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I Almost Choked To Death Today

It seems that the second generation apple doesn’t fall far from the original tree.

Bug, J-Man and I went to lunch at a local wings eatery today where our waitress was a very cute young lady. And she certainly was able to fill out a pair of jeans.

As she walked away from our table, J-Man leaned over toward me and said in a low voice, “Paw Paw, she has a nice turd cutter.”

I was about to swallow some juice bit of wing and got choked. I was coughing into my napkin, trying to suck in some air and laugh at the same time.

He’s my boy!

(Don’t read this Marni. He gets it naturally between me and his dad.)

Put Seniors In Jail - Criminals In Nursing Homes

Let’s put the seniors in jail - and the criminals in a nursing homes!

This way the seniors would have access to showers, hobbies, and walks. They’d receive unlimited free prescriptions, dental and medical treatment, wheel chairs, etc. and they’d receive money instead of paying it out.

They would have constant video monitoring so the could be helped instantly if they fell or needed assistance. Bedding would be washed twice a week, and all clothing would be ironed and returned to them.

A guard would check on them every 20 minutes and bring their meals and snacks to their cell. They would have family visits in a suite built for that purpose.

The seniors would have access to a library, weight room, spiritual counseling, pool and educational training.

Simple clothing, shoes, slippers, P.J.’s and legal aid would be free on request. Private secure rooms for all, with an exercise yard outdoors with gardens.

Each senior could have a P.C. a T.V., radio and daily phone calls.

There would be a board of directors to hear complaints, and guards would have a code of conduct that would be strictly adhered to.

The “criminals”, on the other hand, would get cold food, be left all alone and unsupervised.

They would have lights off at 8 p.m., and showers once a week. They would live in a tiny room and pay $5,000.00 per month and have no hope of ever getting out.

Justice for all!

Two Days On Allatoona

The past two days have been spent on Lake Allatoona with the Judy, J-Man and Bug. Some sunburn and plenty of laughs, it was a great two days.

Here are a few pictures made while enjoying the kiddies. By the way, looking at J-Man is looking at Coffeypot at fourteen. He is my doppelganger. My mini-me. But he is smarter and less afraid of the girls than I was.

Heading out to open water!


Bug's Lake Glamor Shot!


J-Man loves the water, especiall swimming under the surface.


My Water Nymph!


Jumping from the boat onto Big Bertha into the water.



Taking a break.


He wanted to stand up on the tube. The first two time he fell over and I ask him if he wanted to stop. He said no that the third time is a charm. He rode it like a champ, even when I had the boat wide open. The boy loves the water.

Redneck Monday - More Humor

(Redneck Mobil Home)
A recent study found out which days rednecks prefer to have sex. It was found
that men preferred to engage in sexual activity on the days that started with the letter "T".

Examples of those days are as follows:

Tuesday

Thursday

Thanksgiving

Today

Tomorrow

Thaturday

Thunday
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A recent survey was conducted to discover why rednecks get out of bed in the middle of the night:

5% said it was to get a glass of water

12% said it was to go to the toilet

83% said it was to go home
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A young boy, about 12, opened the door.

"Is yer paw home?" the farmer asked.

"No sir, he ain't," the boy replied. "He went into town."

"Well," said the farmer, "is yer maw here?"

"No, sir, she ain't here neither. She went into town with paw."

"How about your brother, Howard. Is he here?"

"He went with maw and paw."

The farmer stood there for a few minutes, shifting from one foot to the
other and mumbling to himself.

"Is there anything I can do fer ya?" the boy asked politely. "I knows
where all the tools are, if you want to borry one. Or maybe I could
take a message fer paw."

"Well," said the farmer uncomfortably, "I really wanted to talk to yer
paw. It's about your brother Howard getting my daughter, Pearly Mae,
pregnant."

The boy considered for a moment. "You would have to talk to Pa about
that", he finally conceded. "If it helps you any, I know that Pa charges
$50 for the bull and $25 for the hog, but I really don't know how much
he gets fer Howard."

My Long Weekend That Will End On Wednesday

Ain’t been ‘round much lately. I was on another dog run this weekend to Carmel, Menands, and Niskayuna, NY. For some reason this was a very tiring trip and I had to stop a little over a hundred miles before my usual rest stop in Winchester, VA. I was in Harrisburg, PA, and had no time to do my usual nude blogging before I fell asleep. When I got home around 8:00 p.m. I fell asleep in my chair. I didn’t even hook up the pc until a few minutes ago.

This morning Judy and I picked up Marni and the grandkids and headed out to here:

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The day was beautiful. No rain, for a change, and the temp was in the high eighties and low nineties with a slight breeze. Though it was getting pretty hot when we left.

Tomorrow I will be taking my sister to the doctor, then meeting Judy and the grandkids at the lake for some afternoon boating and swimming. Probably the same thing tomorrow. Love the summer time.

I will be checking on you peeps along the way, but I may not post anything until later on in the week. Just don’t give up on me and leave. I’m here, just busy.
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Col Bob Howard - A True Hero

We lost a true American Hero. He was not well known as in Hollywood fame, but well know and respected, if not awed, by those who follow military history.

Robert Lewis (Bob) Howard (July 11, 1939 – December 23, 2009) was a highly decorated United States Army soldier and Medal of Honor recipient of the Vietnam War. He was wounded 14 times over 54 months of combat, was awarded 8 Purple Hearts, 4 Bronze Stars, and was nominated for the Medal of Honor three separate times. He was laid to rest at Arlington National Cemetary on February 22, 2010.


I wish I could have shaken his hand just once.

Girlie Wisdom

I ran across this list of Girlie things and, since I am always looking for ways to get laid, I thought y’all might get a chuckle or learn something by reading this. It if worked, call me.

1. My husband and I divorced over religious differences. He thought he was God and I didn't.

2. I don't suffer from insanity; I enjoy every minute of it.

3.I Work Hard Because Millions On Welfare Depend on Me!

4. Some people are alive only because it's illegal to kill them.

5. I used to have a handle on life, but it broke.

6. Don't take life too seriously; No one gets out alive.

7. You're just jealous because the voices only talk to me.

8. Beauty is in the eye of the beer holder.

9. Earth is the insane asylum for the universe.

10. I'm not a complete idiot -- Some parts are missing.

11. Out of my mind. Back in five minutes.

12. NyQuil, the stuffy, sneezy, why-the-heck-is-the-room-spinning medicine.

13. God must love stupid people; He made so many.

14. The gene pool could use a little chlorine.

15. Consciousness: That annoying time between naps.

16. Ever stop to think, and forget to start again?

17. Being "over the hill" is much better than being under it!

18. Wrinkled Was Not One of the Things I Wanted to Be When I Grew up.

19. Procrastinate Now!

20. I Have a Degree in Liberal Arts; Do You Want Fries With That?

21. A hangover is the wrath of grapes.

22. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a cash advance.

23. Stupidity is not a handicap.Park elsewhere!

24. They call it PMS because MadCow Disease was already taken.

25. He who dies with the most toys is nonetheless dead.

26. A picture is worth a thousand words, but it uses up three thousand times the memory.

27. Ham and eggs. A day's work for a chicken, a lifetime commitment for a pig.

28. The trouble with life is there's no background music.

29. The original point and click interface was a Smith and Wesson.

30. I smile! Because I don't know what the hell is going on.

31. A friend of mine confused her Valium with her birth control pills... she has 14 kids but she doesn't really care..

32. One of life's mysteries is how a 2-pound box of chocolates can make a woman gain 5 lbs.

33. My mind not only wanders, it sometimes leaves completely.

34. The best way to forget your troubles is to wear tight shoes.

35. The nice part about living in a small town is that when you don't know what you are doing, someone else does.

36. The older you get, the tougher it is to lose weight, because by then your body and your fat are really good friends..

37. Just when I was getting used to yesterday, along came today.

38. Sometimes I think I understand everything, and then I regain consciousness.

39. I gave up jogging for my health when my thighs kept rubbing together and setting fire to my panties.

40. Amazing! You hang something in your closet, for a while, and it shrinks 2 sizes!

41. Skinny people irritate me! Especially when they say things like...'You know sometimes I forget to eat!' .....Now, I've forgotten my address, my mother's maiden name, and my keys, but I have never forgotten to eat.. You have to be a special kind of stupid to forget to eat!

42. The trouble with some women is that they get all excited about nothing -- and then they marry him.

43. I read this article that said the typical symptoms of stress are eating too much, impulse buying, and driving too fast. Are they kidding? That's my idea of a perfect day!

And I hope you have a perfect day, too.
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Naval Acadamy's Final Test

One last class before graduation at the Naval Academy and the instructor gave the final assignment.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, you have been given one metal pole, two bags of cement, a selection of shovels, a wheel barrow, and other tools necessary, plus One Navy Chief, one Petty Officer and a selection of Seamen.

Describe the process you take to erect the pole so that a flag hung from it can be seen from X number of feet away.

You have two hours to complete this assignment.

Begin!"

The almost Ensigns began to write with concentration.

At the end of two hours, the Instructor called time and collected the papers.

Paging through the papers, he announced to the grades. "Ladies and Gentlemen, there are some thorough and detailed responses here, but only one response ranks an "A", I would like to read it to you. I predict that this young man will go far in his Naval Career."

"In order to erect the flag pole, I would do the following:

I would say, 'Chief, get the flagpole put up' and then I would leave the area."

Idiot Sightings

Don't know for sure, but these are suppose to be true. You be the judge.

However, if you don't understand any of them, then add yourself to the list.

IDIOT SIGHTING:
When my husband and I arrived at an automobile dealership to pick up our car, we were told the keys had been locked in it. We went to the service department and found a mechanic working feverishly to unlock the driver side door.

As I watched from the passenger side, I instinctively tried the door handle and discovered that it was unlocked.

'Hey,' I announced to the technician, 'It's open!'

His reply: 'I know. I already got that side.'

This was at the Ford dealership in Canton, MS

IDIOT SIGHTING:
We had to have the garage door repaired. The Sears repairman told us that one of our problems was that we did not have a 'large' enough motor on the opener.
I thought for a minute, then said that we had the largest one Sears made at that time, a 1/2 horsepower.

He shook his head negatively, and said, 'Lady, you need a 1/4 horsepower.' I responded that 1/2 was larger than 1/4.

He said, 'NO, it's not.' Four is larger than two.'

We haven't used Sears repair since.

IDIOT SIGHTING:
My daughter and I went through the McDonald's take-out window and I gave the clerk a $5 bill. Our total was $4.25, so I also handed her a quarter.

She said, 'You gave me too much money.'

I said, 'Yes, I know, but this way you can just give me a dollar bill back. She sighed and went to get the manager, who asked me to repeat my request. I did so, and he handed me back the quarter, and said 'We're sorry, but we could not do that kind of thing.'

The clerk then proceeded to give me back $1 and 75 cents in change.

Do not confuse the clerks at McD's.

IDIOT SIGHTING:
I live in a semi-rural area. We recently had a new neighbor call the local township administrative office to request the removal of the DEER CROSSING sign on our road.

The reason: 'Too many deer are being hit by cars out here! I don't think this is a good place for them to be crossing anymore.'

From Kingman, KS

IDIOT SIGHTING:
My daughter went to a local Taco Bell and ordered a taco. She asked the person behind the counter for 'minimal lettuce.'

He said he was sorry, but they only had iceberg lettuce.

From Kansas City

IDIOT SIGHTING:
I was at the airport, checking in at the gate when an airport employee asked, 'Has anyone put anything in your baggage without your knowledge?'

To which I replied, 'If it was without my knowledge, how would I know?'

He smiled knowingly, then nodded and said, 'That's why we ask.'

Happened in Birmingham , Ala.

IDIOT SIGHTING:
The stoplight on the corner buzzes when it's safe to cross the street. I was crossing with an intellectually challenged coworker of mine. She asked if I knew what the buzzer was for. I explained that it signals blind people when the light is red.

Appalled, she responded, 'What on earth are blind people doing driving?!'

She's a probation officer in Wichita, KS

IDIOT SIGHTING:
At a good-bye luncheon for an old and dear coworker who was leaving the company due to 'downsizing,' our manager commented cheerfully, 'This is fun. We should do this more often.'

Not another word was spoken.

We all just looked at each other with that deer-in-the-headlights stare.

This was a lunch at Texas Instruments.

IDIOT SIGHTING:
I work with an individual who plugged her power strip back into itself and, for the sake of her life, couldn't understand why her system would not turn on.

A deputy with the Dallas County Sheriff's office, no less.


IDIOT SIGHTING:
How would you pronounce this child's name?

"Le-a"

Leah?? NO
Lee - A?? NOPE
Lay - a?? NO
Lei?? Guess Again.

This child attends a school in Kansas City, Mo. Her mother is irate because everyone is getting her name wrong.

It's pronounced "Ledasha."

When the mother was asked about the pronunciation of the name, she said, "The dash don't be silent."


STAY ALERT, PEEPS!
They walk among us...and they VOTE and REPRODUCE!
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Oil By The Bail

I got this from my buddy, Pam.

I know this is Redneck Monday, and you might think these are Rednecks, but they ain't. They're just two smart good-ole-boys.



Can it be that easy?

Redneck Monday - You Might Be or Not

Always trying to find a good home for the less fortunate.
You're welcome!


And

In all due respect to Jeff Foxworthy:

Ya might be a Redneck if.....
...You think the nutcracker is something you did off the high dive.
...You wont stop at a rest area if you have a empty beer can in the car.
...You think Iraq is top-of-the-line Camaro.
...Your spring wardrobe mostly involves scissors.
...you know at least 6 ways to bend a baseball cap.
...you own a lava lamp that’s over 5 feet tall.
...there are more than 10 cats living under your trailer.
...you've ever thrown up in a squad car.
...your first bra was a Wonder Bra.
...you've ever had to appear in court due to your dogs.
...You think Thunderbird is an acceptable wine choice with a bean burrito.
...your grandma enters wet t-shirt contests.
...your local grocery store also has a few pool tables.
...your septic tank is the subject of a petition.
...you have ever tried to use food stamps to mail a watermelon.
...you had to hitchhike on your honeymoon.
...your car and its motor are more than ten feet apart.
...stealing road signs is a family outing.
...your brother-in-law is also your uncle.
...you sent out birth announcements for your new blue-tick puppies.
...you've changed a diaper on a Denny's table.
...you've ever named a child for a good dog.
...your T.V. is on 24-7.
...your last keg party included a couple of 911 calls.
...you have to mow around a refrigerator and a bed frame.
...you've ever taken a date flowers you stole from a cemetery.
...everyone in the house learns something from the potty training videotape.
...diners change tables when your family sits near them.
...your prom dress was knitted.
...you were born with a plastic spoon in your mouth.
...your bridal veil was made of window screen.
...you think people who have electricity are uppity.
...your college graduation ceremony includes parallel parking an 18-wheeler.
...the Marlboro man is your idol.
...all your golf balls come in egg cartons.

And for the more educated redneck:



A visiting professor at Texas A & M University is giving a seminar on the supernatural. To get a feel for his audience, he asks: "How many people here believe in ghosts?" About 90 students raise their hands.

"Well that's a good start. Out of those of you who believe in ghosts, do any of you think you've ever seen a ghost?" About 40 students raise their hands.

"That's really good. I'm really glad you take this seriously. Has anyone here ever talked to a ghost? 15 students raise their hands.

"That's a great response. Now, has anyone here ever touched a ghost?"

Three students raise their hands.

"That's fantastic. But let me ask you one question further. Have any of you ever made love to a ghost?"

One student in the back raises his hand. The professor is astonished. He takes off his glasses, takes a step back, and says, "Son, all the years I've been giving this lecture, no one has ever claimed to have slept with a ghost. You've got to come up here and tell us about your experience."

The redneck student replies with a nod and a grin, and begins to make his way up to the podium.

The professor says, "Well, tell us what it's like to have sex with a ghost."

The student replies, "Ghost? Damn! From back there I thought you said 'goats'!"
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Armed Forces Day - Go Navy and Coast Guard

Today is Armed Forces Day. It is a day to remember all those who have gone before us and those who are serving our nation today - with some being in harms way. But in all the writings and videos and television coverage, the focus is on the Army, Marines and Air Force who are serving in Iraq and Afghanistan. But there are two other branches that do not get much coverage (unless it is to show jets being launched or recovered on a carrier) and they are the sea going US Navy and US Coast Guard.

One owns the oceans of the world, the other owns the coast lines of the US. And let it be know that some of the bravest men and women in the world are those sailors of the US Coast Guard. When the weather is foul and small vessels are called into port, the USCG is heading out to make sure they get in safe. They patrol our coast searching for drug runners, for boats and ships in distress, for illegal aliens trying to sneak into the country. And the sky’s are full of choppers pulling people out of rough seas, sinking ships and off stranded boats. Rock on Dudes.

The other is the US Navy. We didn’t get shot at like the Army, Air Force and Marines, but the duty at sea is just as dangerous. And interesting. It is a way different life style than the dirt pounding, sand scraping, dust eating, bullet dodging dudes we revere who are in harms way. In ’06 I posted the below and though I would bring it back today in honor of the dudes and dudettes on the sea and serving at Naval Stations across the globe. And to give you a little look at my fellow shipmates who ride the waves of the world.

Life At Sea
I was watching an old movie about the US Navy and life at sea. It is amazing how they depict life on a Navy ship. And for you landlubbers (except for a submarine) large surface vessels are called SHIPS. A boat goes on a ship or taxies sailors from a ship to sore. A submarine, though, is called a boat from tradition. Anyway, I watch the movie and noticed that everyone walked normal. No one swayed, staggered or held on to objects as they move around the ship. Coffee cups sat on the tables and desks without support. Curtains (on a Navy ship?!?) did not swing to and fro. The only time I ever saw conditions like that was when we were in dry docks.

There are two things that are constant on a ship; movement and noise. Even on a calm day, which is rare, the ship is still moving up and down and left to right. With three foot swells you are walking up hill leaning to the right then down hill leaning to the left. During a storm or typhoon (especially a typhoon) a wise seaman will go from uncomfortable to petrified in a matter of seconds. The ship I was on (USS Frank E. Evans DD754 seen above) could take a 45 degree roll and still recover, but if a wave hit her again while at this angle, she could role on over. Many have. So, as a cocky 18 year old, sitting on a radar scope having fun like I was at Six Flags on a roller coaster and I see a man with many years of sea experience turn white and swallow hard, it is pretty obvious that I should rethink my situation and be concerned. But those were the extremes. Mostly it is just movement.

On normal sea duty you eat, sleep, work and relax with constant noise and movement. You learn to eat with one hand while holding the food tray with the other, trying to keep it level. You stand with your legs spread wide and knees slightly bent to absorb the jolts and swings. If for some reason you wake up and it is totally quiet, you don’t ask what’s going on. You get you ass topside and on the main deck as soon as you can. If everything is okay, you can go back for your clothes later. If not, then you have a better chance of survival than being trapped blow deck (like 74 sailors, one my friend, when the Evans was cut in half in 69’ and the front half went down in under three minuets.)

Despite the danger and all, it was still a pretty good life. There’s danger in everything we do, so you don’t dwell on that aspect. You just stay aware of what is around you at all times. So the next time you watch a movie about the Navy, remember it’s just a movie. If you want to know what it is really like, talk to a sailor (and thank him/her for serving while we slept safe and comfortable.)

As the saying goes, "If you can read this, thank a teacher. If you can read this in English, thank a vet."

Thanks, guys and gals, for being there and making our country a better and safer place to live (regardless of how much Obama is trying to screw it up) and for giving of yourself of much less pay than you could make in civilian life. You are truly my heroes..
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Two Thumbs and a Girlfriend

Last night Judy and I drove over to see the grandkids in their end of year band concert. J-Man plays the trumpet and Bug plays the flute (though I kid her about it being a piccolo.) I am proud of their music ability and the bands sound really good. No toot, toot and honk, honk. They played real music.

But the thing that gave me a few smiles is J-Man has a girlfriend. Not surprising because he is a good looking kid with a big heart. But he is so shy. Girls flirt with him at the store and the mall all the time, and we try to get him to go talk to them, but he won’t.

Well…last night he got in the car with his mom to go to the school and he ask her, “What has two thumbs and has a girlfriend?” Then he stuck his two thumbs up and pointed them back at himself and said cockily, “This guyyy.”

She is in the band, too, though in the seventh grade band (J-Man is in the eight grade band.) Her name is Tessa and she is cute as can be. After this picture was made (by Bug on her cell phone - no adult was allowed to see this in person) she gave him a kiss on the cheek. The Hussy!

And read below, too. I got a couple of cool awards from some very cool ladies. Yeah, J-Man takes after his Paw Paw alright.
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I Gotta Clew and A Fry

I have some good new and some bad news. First the good stuff…

Many people, and even a few among you, think that I don’t have a clew. Well I got news for yah. I not only have a clew, but I got an award from her.

She gave me this award, not because I am one of the girls (though I do like being among the girls - especially when booze and nudity is involved) but because she is my friend.

I believe Clew is the one who has been with me the longest and though she post sporadically, she does pen a great blog. Smart lady this one. Go visit her and make her your best friend, too.

This next award is right up my alley. The Sex and Fun Award is from two NY ladies, Lizzie and Ellie, who write about adult stuff in a fun way.

You need to hop over to Sex N Fries and read there cool stuff and give your opinions on their surveys.

Guaranteed to wet your whistle, blow your skirt, cock your pistol and completed keep you informed and entertained. Go on. Get over there, now.

And Thank You, Ladies for these two awards.

Ohm Yeah! The Bad News…I don’t follow directions, I buck authority, and I don’t do what I’m told unless sex is involved.

With this disclaimer out of the way, let it be known that I rarely, if ever, forward awards. Mainly because I admire and enjoy ALL my peeps and I will not pick out one over the other. Don’t like it? Bit me!

So I’ll just award these to all of you who want them. Feel free, please. If you want the rules to post on your sites, go to Clew or SnF and see what you have to do.

Later!
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Some Late Thursday Humor

Several years ago, Great Britain funded a study to determine why the head on a mans' penis is larger than the shaft. The study took two years and cost over $1.2 million. The study concluded that the reason the head of a man's penis is larger than the shaft was to provide the man with more pleasure during sex.

After the results were published, France decided to conduct their own study on the same subject. They were convinced that the results of the British study was incorrect. After three years of research at a cost of in excess of $2 million, the French researchers concluded that the head of a man's penis is larger than the shaft to provide the woman with more pleasure during sex.

When the results of the French study were released, Australia decided to conduct their own study. The Aussies didnt really trust British or French studies. So, after nearly three hours of intensive research and a cost of right around $75.00 ( 3 cases of beer), the Aussie study was complete. They concluded that the reason the head on a man's penis is larger than the shaft is to prevent your hand from flying off and hitting you in the forehead!


A psychiatrist was conducting a group therapy session with four young mothers and their small children.

'You all have obsessions, he observed.'

To the first mother, Mary, he said, 'You are obsessed with eating. You've even named your daughter Candy.'

He turned to the second Mom, Ann, 'Your obsession is with money. Again, it manifests itself in your child's name, Penny.'

He turned to the third Mom, Joyce, 'Your obsession is alcohol. This too shows itself in your child's name, Brandy.'

At this point, the fourth Mother, Kathy, quietly got up, took her little boy by the hand and whispered, 'Come on, Dick, this guy has no idea what he's talking about. Lets pick up Peter and Willy from school and go get dinner.'