Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Tuesday, February 28, 2012


I just saw this video on the Union Creek Journal and felt I should pass it on. It's a documentary by Kirk Cameron  on the direction our country is headed. It may be worth a watch; you be the judge. Go to this link to watch the trailer. (Sorry, the embed from youtube is messed up.)

Y'all have a good 'un.

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Once more into the fray...

Well, if you are a regular reader you know that my biggest rant is how cops are being brainwashed by DHS. I've had conversations, on the sly with cops whom I respect, about displaying the "Don't Tread on Me"  Gadsden flags; especially stickers on cars.  Yesterday I talked to an old school cop who is months away from retirement. I thought for sure he'd be immune to the discrimination against these kind of symbols. Guess what...I was dead wrong. As soon as I mentioned it he said, "Oh yeah, that's those sovereign state nuts, they're dangerous." YOU HAVE TO BE KIDDING ME, I thought. I told him you just can't go pulling someone over for a sticker; that's 1st Amendment type stuff. He said, "naw, I'll figure out a reason to pull them over." I said, "the service guys are starting to wear them overseas too, you know? "I'll still pull 'em over" he said. Well, Damn.  Three different cops from three different departments. So...I don't know how many more ways I can say it; watch your a$$.

Friday, February 24, 2012

One more...

I just found this and really liked it, so there.

THAT'S a good woman. He's got a keeper.


Welcome to Bobby from Bobby's Missive.  Thanks for joining the club, friend. I hope to keep you entertained and informed. I'll do my best; after all I'm just a poor ol' hillbilly with a computer. A dangerous combination at best. There's an open spot at the table, have a seat.

I always knew big John was my kind of guy...

Here's a couple of videos from John Wayne I found, by accident, on youtube. Give 'em a listen. I always liked John Wayne, but now, well...John Wayne for President.

Y'a;; have a good 'un.

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Illegal folks causing problems?

I've had this article bookmarked for a rainy day, and well, it was a toad floater today. So, here you go. Surely the nice illegals wouldn't cause problems. Y'all have a good 'un.


Study: AZ Widlfires Caused by Illegal Immigrants

U.S. Senator John McCain (R-AZ) released a new government study conducted by the independent Government Accountability Office (GAO) on human-caused wildfires along the Arizona-Mexico border. The study determined that 30 out of 77 wildfires investigated by federal officials along the Arizona-Mexico border between 2006 and 2010 were caused by illegal border crossers. The GAO report, which was requested by Senator McCain in July 2010, examined more than 2,000 fires ranging in size from about one acre to several thousand acres and found that 99 percent of the land burned in the Arizona border region was from human-caused wildfires. GAO estimates that the federal government spent $33 million fighting human-caused fires along the Arizona-Mexico border between 2006 and 2010.

This independent GAO study again confirms what U.S. Forest Service and local officials in Arizona have long known: That some of the fires along the Arizona-Mexico border are caused by people crossing the border illegally, said Senator McCain. The report further found that firefighting activities have sometimes been delayed while waiting for law enforcement escorts as protection from armed smugglers, which could cause fires to grow larger and more damaging.

Since the study was initiated in 2010, GAO was unable to take into account the 2011 fire season -- the worst in Arizona history -- which included the Horseshoe Two and Monument fires. Those two fires combined burned over 250,000 acres near the Arizona-Mexico border -- more than twice the total of all large fires studied by GAO -- destroyed over 60 homes and cost taxpayers at least $70 million in fire suppression activities.

Other key findings of the study, entitled Arizona Border Region: Federal Agencies Could Better Utilize Law Enforcement Resources in Support of Wildland Fire Management Activities:

GAO found that fire suppression activities are sometimes delayed, particularly at night, while firefighters wait for law enforcement escorts as protection against armed smugglers. As a result, firefighters may forgo or delay missions which in turn may allow wildland fires to grow larger and more damaging, the report says.

GAO found that federal agencies are not investigating all human-caused fires along the border, as called for by agency policy. Only 18 percent of fires on federal land during the five year study period were actually investigated and thus the number and size of fires linked to illegal border crossers may actually be higher.

Monday, February 20, 2012


Nothing grand today. Just a couple of cartoons that I thought were pretty good. Have a good 'un.

Thursday, February 16, 2012


I'm not sure if it's me or what, but things are getting fairly tense in the world; between Greece and Iran I'm getting edgey. Some of this may be the fact that I'm finishing up Atlas Shrugged right now, but man, I can't fathom how well this book translates into our we speak! It was written over 50 years ago and is ringing like the Liberty Bell in my ear. It's as if you can put names to the characters in the book from our own time. Scary stuff to say the least. Once again, if you haven't read it, pick it up. It's a long read, and can get a little tedious sometimes, but hang's worth it.

On another note, I saw about fifteen miutes of the show Doomsday Preppers and almost had a certifiable fit. Some of these folks have to be the dumbest goofballs to ever crap behind a pair of boots. A fellow prepper asked me why I thought that these pogues would go on TV. My only answer is that it's kinda' like watching a TV news interview; only the dummies stick around to talk to the camera. No one with any sense will do one so they have to find the lone, gap-toothed idget to make a statement and that guy usually has to have someone hold his beer while he talks. The sucky part of this is the fact that a great deal of what I do has to be hidden from people I work with.They just don't get it. Some of these people would make great allies, but are too busy making fun of the writing on the wall. Oh, well. Can't save 'em all.

I know this is a chopped up ranting post, but I've been busy working around the house; please forgive me, readers. To be honest, I'm overwhelmed. Between regular work, my family, prepping, and all the other little things and worries in life, well, I think I'm worn out. Not neccesarily physically, but mentally. I guess I need a vacation, but since the last one of those was about eight or nine years ago, why go starting now, right? I'm of the old school, as I think a lot of you fellows out there are also. As a husband, father, brother, son, and professional, I feel it is a calling to care for those in my charge. I do the best I can; I just hope it is enough. My parents and siblings don't really see the world as we do , though. I've tried to ease them into it, but failed. My father kind of blew the topic off, I kinda' panicked my mom, and the siblings just went along with the conversation enough to placate me. It weighs heavy on my mind. I'm several hundred miles aways from them and am worried when something goes down, they'll be on their own. The conversations just never really penetrate. I'm sure I'm not the only one in the ether with this problem, but once again, it weighs very heavily on my heart to know the trouble that could possibly come their way someday. I tried to convince my folks to move this way, but to no avail; couldn't blast them out of their house with dynamite.  So...I guess they'll be getting fifty pound buckets of rice for their birthdays this year. I reckon that's enough of the whining today; there's plenty of others to do that for me. Y'all have a good 'un.

PS-to Matt and Arsenius, wherever you are, God Bless fellas.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Dumb day...

I hate to be the Grinch here, but Valentine's Day has to be the dumbest day ever. I just returned from Wal-Mart and witnessed HUNDREDS of people snatching garbage off the shelf to give to their significant other. Mind you, this is the kind of Made in China crap that will be thrown away in a week. Who knows how many millions of dollars the country gets suckered into spending. Gee, thanks Halmark. That being said...yes, I love my wife dearly; she is what holds me together. I can't imagine going through this life without her. That, my friends, is why I show her my affection all year round. She gets flowers, surprises, and well deserved breaks when she leasts expects them, but probably needs them most. That is how you show love.  Any sap can go crazy today because it's expected of them. The worst are the nice ladies who base their worth on the fact that they get a mess of flowers to show off in front of their friends and co-workers. I may lose a couple followers out of this rant, but sorry, just the way I see it. Y'all have a good 'un.

Another from Ayn...

“The most depraved type of human being ... (is) the man without a purpose.”
Ayn Rand

Sunday, February 12, 2012


Well, someone hit the button and it slipped by me for a couple of days. So, welcome to my new friend Peggy. She has a great little blog and is raising a whole mess of critters on her place. Go by for some cool pics. Thanks for joining in and pull up a chair. The biscuits are warm and the tea is sweet.

Saturday, February 11, 2012

Where's Matt?

Maybe I missed something, but Matt over at troublesometimesarehere is gone. His blog has been taken down according to blogger. Maybe a mistake, maybe he bailed, maybe he went Galt. If anyone knows anything I'd appreciate it. He's a good guy and I enjoy his stuff. I'd hate to see him go.

Tuesday, February 07, 2012

Good words...

I've been reading Atlas Shrugged this week and I don't know why I waited all these years. It's amazing how topical it really is after being written so many years ago. The following is a great quote; sorry, there may be a bunch of these for the next couple of weeks.

The old man looked as if he had noticed the sudden stop and understood it; but he did not start discussing it; he said, instead, "I don't like the thing that's happening to people, Miss Taggart."


"I don't know. But I've watched them here for twenty years and I've seen the change. They used to rush through here, and it was wonderful to watch, it was the hurry of men who knew where they were going and were eager to get there. Now they're hurrying because they are afraid.

It's not a purpose that drives them, it's fear. They're not going anywhere, they're escaping. And I don't think they know what it is that they want to escape. They don't look at one another. They jerk when brushed against. They smile too much, but it's an ugly kind of smiling: it's not joy, it's pleading. I don't know what it is that's happening to the world." He shrugged. "Oh well, who is John Galt?"

Maybe it's just me, but that short paragraph speaks volumes to me. If you haven't read this one, try it. The new movie is good also and the second part is coming out soon. Y'all have a good 'un.

Sunday, February 05, 2012

Just how I feel...

I’m sorry……

I’m sorry for those that will never get this country.

I’m sorry for those that feel the need to apologize for America’s actions.

I’m sorry for those who don’t understand the value of a hard day’s work and the feeling of accomplishment in blistered hands.

I’m sorry for those who never had a Father or Mother that could and would pass on the ideals that built this nation.

I’m sorry for those who look at blue collar work as something to be ignored or disdained.

I’m sorry for those who will never talk to a veteran as if they are somebody who should be thanked every day.

I’m sorry for those families who miss one of 343 Firefighters who never thought twice about their duty.

I’m sorry for those who have forgotten that day.

I’m sorry for those who have never had the opportunity to call a good man, Brother.

I’m sorry for those that think always turning the other cheek is the best option.

I’m sorry for those who have never seen the flag come down at taps at not feel something.

I’m sorry for those who will never have known a WWII veteran and seen the resolve of an entire generation.

I’m sorry for those who have never sat in the woods as the sun comes up and seen God’s splendor first hand.

I’m sorry for those that have chosen to sell America away a piece at a time.

I’m sorry for those who think their way of life is the only way and are sworn to end ours by the use of terror, bombs, and blood.

I’m sorry for those that have never chosen to fight for something, dust themselves off after being knocked to the ground, and come up swinging even harder.

I’m sorry for those who believe they can quiet the silent majority.

I’m sorry for those that think this country belongs to anyone but the people.

I’m sorry for the man who dares harm my family…in any manner.

I’m sorry for those who don’t get any of this….

Thursday, February 02, 2012

Humor for the week...

The story of Uncle Bob

The teacher gave her fifth grade class an assignment: get their parents to tell them a story with a moral at the end of it. The next day the kids came back and one by one began to tell their stories.

Kathy said, "My father's a farmer and we have a lot of egg-laying hens. One time we were taking our eggs to market in a basket on the front seat of the pickup when we hit a bump in the road and all the eggs went flying and broke and made a mess"

"And what's the moral of the story?" asked the teacher.

"Don't put all your eggs in one basket!"

"Very good," said the teacher. "Now, Lucy?"

"Our family are farmers too. But we raise chickens for the meat market. We had a dozen eggs one time, but when they hatched we only got ten live chicks. And the moral to this story is, don't count your chickens until they're hatched."

"That was a fine story Lucy. Johnny do you have a story to share?"

"Yes, ma'am, my daddy told me this story about my uncle Bob. Uncle Bob was a Green Beret in Vietnam and his helicopter got hit. He had to crash land in enemy territory and all he had was a bottle of whiskey, a machine gun and a machete. He drank the whiskey on the way down so it wouldn't break and then he landed right in the middle of 100 enemy troops. He killed seventy of them with the machine gun until he ran out of bullets, then he killed twenty more with the machete till the blade broke and then he killed the last ten with his bare hands."

"Good heavens," said the horrified teacher, " What kind of moral did your daddy tell you from that horrible story?"

"Don't f*ck with Uncle Bob when he's been drinking."