Hmmmmmm - was my mom a terrorist? so I stood there in the kitchen for a bit and then noticed the dishes so I cleaned the kitchen and watched the news.
A few hours later I still have this weird feeling about my mom and I talked to DJ and she said I should call my mom back.
So I called her back around noon and she answered and ask if I have gotten her message. I said . . . . no I had not listened to my messages yet (I did not receive any message but I did not tell her that). She said that she had left a message (with SOMEONE) and she thought OBAMA had been killed! sigh!
She realized the error when all they would talk about on TV was bin laden. She had a horrific few minutes before the TV came on and her world turned back upright!
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I feel that killing OSAMA is a HUGE blow to Al quada. It's not like Al quada is a well organized machine. In reality they are a group of mostly ignorant angry people (not unlike Tea party people actually (insert evil grin) who felt OSAMA was some sort of messiah. Some people believe that killing him will unleash violence.
I feel that with him gone you have cut the head off the snake. Remember that Al quada has not really done any large scale acts since 911 and are mostly just doing easy small targets in smaller countries along with blowing themselves up from time to time accidentally.
As Osama himself said "If you have to choose between a strong horse and a weak horse, you will of course pick the strong horse" Well - WE are the strong horse!
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You have probably noticed I'm blogging less. I've thought a lot about this and the one thing that keeps popping up is that before I got Walker-pox and retired I would have this 45 minute drive time to work. That time was always used to formulate my thoughts for the day. I really miss that daily drive to work, it was like a transition time. I always wonder if I should hop in the car and drive for a half hour but . . . naa not with gas at $3.99 a gallon.
YEA - I can STILL say it - I have NEVER purchased gas at greater then $3.99. YET! Close but not yet! Timing is everything.
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Brewers
I'm ordering Tony Plush T-Shirts for DJ and I so when we go to the Brewers game we can show off our Plushdamentals**
For the uninformed Tony Plush is back up and future center fielder Nyjer Morgans alter-ego on Twitter. He has been rehabbing in Nashville - here are yesterdays Tweets
Nashville’s angry skies cut short Plush’s rehab assignment. And just as Coach Money had picked Plush up, he drove him to the airport.
“Tony,” Coach said. “In these few days, I’ve seen the possibilities of Plushdamentals. Are you sure you don’t want to stay? One more game?”
Plush told him he couldn’t, that Coach Roenicke needed him. “Yeah, you’re right,” Coach Money said. “I guess I don’t want Ron pissed at me.”
We drove on, not speaking. Coach Money turned on the radio. Hank Williams leaked from the speakers, filling the car with dusty heartbreak.
Suddenly, Coach pulled over. “Hey, you wanna stop at Arby’s? Have a proper send-off?” Plush shook his head. “Coach Money, my flight.”
Coach’s face fell. Plush wanted to tell him the Sounds would be fine, that the emptiness would fade. But Plush knew this wasn’t true.
**What are Plushdamentals, you ask? It might be more appropriate to try to describe a color, or embrace the wind. But if you must, Plushdamentals are baseball fundamentals taken to the nth degree. If your knees aren’t skinned, if your muscles don’t burn, if the box score isn’t filled with triples, then you sir (or miss) are not playing, or living, by the Plushdamental creed.
You can catch Tony Plushs Tweets on this link - they are pretty fun.
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Got a new bird to add to my bird feeder list. Along with three American Goldfinches that have discovered my thistle seed container I have what is either a Downy or a Hairy Woodpecker.
Not the greatest photo but I was on the phone with mom and looking out the window - saw the bird - picked up my camera and one handed took the shot.
Probably a downy as they are most common but they are hard to tell apart and yes - I'm sounding like an old man!
HEY YOU KIDS - GET OFF MY LAWN!!!
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Taking a drive to Portage today to put price tags on my images at Trails End Supper Club. They have a nice write-up on their website
Rod Melotte Images - I like the part with the RESTAURANT FOR SALE banner!
Odd - Cannery Wine and Spirits is for sale also. What is it. I write for Full Tilt Poker Magazine and it goes under. I write for the new Columbus Newspaper and it goes belly up. I get a part time job at a craft brew store and it goes up for sale. I put images up in a Supper Club and it's now for sale, DJ and I get married the first time and the Casino next to the chapel gets blown up and they have to move the chapel and then we renew our vows 10 years later and the next day that area in Sedona burns down!
hmmmmmmmm
NEXT!!!
Peace out Rod
That's the woodpecker that always comes to our feeder!
ReplyDeleteAlso you worked for the State and looks what's happening there.
ReplyDeleteand how are you feeling now that gas is over $4.00......??????? UGH!
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