Saturday, June 30, 2007

The Nose Knows

Barbra whatshername went to France and gave a concert to the French people. They rewarded her with a medal of the Legion of Honor; I saw this little show when she was so proudly showing it off after a big hug by the French Prez. I don't think he wanted to let go and I bet he was having impure thoughts!

Well I know he was 'cause he said that she was the America that they love! And she said he reminded her of John Kennedy and Bill Clinton "who appreciate art and recognize the importance of the arts," Think about that while I go toss my cookies!

It isn't hard to imagine why she picked Clinton. Babs had the hots for Bubba and if Hillary hadn't interferred, that was a done deal! Done! Art appreciation. Yeah, that's first on the list when I think of these two! Not deceitful womanizers--never! HA Alot of other stuff, too, but we have all heard it before! But hey, if it means Barbra is welcomed to stay in France--ALLLRIGHT! Someone pack her bags...please!

Thursday, June 28, 2007

China

Just wondering if China is trying to knock us off without firing a shot? First, it was our pets, now they seem to be going after us!

Federal health officials said Thursday that they were detaining three types of Chinese fish -- catfish, basa and dace -- as well as shrimp and eel after repeated testing has turned up contamination with drugs unapproved in the United States for use in farmed seafood.

Beyond the fish, federal regulators have warned consumers in recent weeks about lead paint in toy trains, defective tires, and toothpaste made with diethylene glycol, a toxic ingredient more commonly found in antifreeze. All the products were imported from China

I don't know about you, but I don't want antifreeze in my toothpaste! And the toy train is the very popular, Thomas the engine. (wooden ones, I think) They also wanted India to farm tigers with them to use their pelts and body parts! They stupidly think if they consume part of the tiger, they will posess it's strength! And their way of doing away with rabies was to beat to death people's pets without warning.

Wally World--are you paying attention?!

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

PH

Okay she's out of jail and the media is knocking itself out with constant blabblings about the poor little rich skank. It's sickening. I vow to mute or change the channel any time I see her face or hear her name mentioned! I only have one question for the people who are determined to keep us updated on her every move, every thought (is that an oxy moron?)--WHO THE HELL CARES??!!

Share the Beach

I'm dedicating this post to Basil who's at the beach (lucky dog!) with his wife this week! It's something I'd be interested in being involved with--if I was at the beach! I wonder if anyone would notice a tent on the beach?

"Share the Beach" is a sea turtle conservation program, the result of the collaborative efforts in Alabama of the Fish and Wildlife Service's Daphne Ecological Services Field Office and Bon Secour National Wildlife Refuge; Gulf State Park; and numerous volunteers along the Alabama Gulf coast. Our mission is to monitor, protect, and minimize impacts to sea turtles and their hatchlings as part of a larger effort to enhance successful nesting along the Alabama coast. These goals are achieved through a variety of approaches, always combining biology with education so that the benefits of the activities extend beyond the actual relocation, hatching, or excavation of a nest.

Read the rest...

Basil's post about the beach at PC w/a short video of the waves lapping on the beach! (He's just trifflin' wih us!)

Sorry I mangled this post! I tried over and over to get it right and just gave up! I could really use a tech class! It's about a good program the people along the gulf coast are doing to help the sea turtles, who nest from May to Oct, and come ashore to lay eggs on the beach. It's a good thing!

Monday, June 25, 2007

ENOUGH!!



I've been watching the "news" for over an hour and I am sick to death of hearing about and seeing Paris' every word and move! Oh, I was already sick of hearing about her before the jail problem, now I am beyond that! Now I want to puke at the sight of her face! People who chase after her should be ashamed of themselves! She is not news worthy. NOT NEWS WORTHY! Not worth the every thirty minutes updates! NOT--can you hear us news people?! She is a vapid (insert your word of choice here).

For the love of all that is good in the world...SHUT UP ABOUT THAT TWIT!!!!!

Jay Briseno



I dare you to go read this and still be able to complain about things in your life.

http://www.working2walk.org/Speeches/joseph.pdf

Sunday, June 24, 2007

JP - Blogging From Kuwait

JP is blogging from the sandbox at Milblogging.com. Go by and give him a pat on the back--his ego needs it! heh Tell him he's hawt or whatever you think will boost his ego into super hero strength. He'll need it to escape the crowds of burka hotties that are sure to be on his trail! Stand tuff, dude! ;)

Keep up with JP: http://www.milblogging.com/

Friday, June 22, 2007

Mona

If you've been to the Birminngham Zoo since 1955, you've most likely seen Mona, the Asian elephant. She was almost 60 years old but after having problems this week, the decision was made to put her to sleep yesterday.

She had been found lying on her side Monday, unable to get up, so a crane was brought in to lift her and she seemed better until she was found on her side again yesterday.

Her companion, Susie, died in 2005, That means the zoo has no elephants on exhibit, now. No news on whether there will be a new exhibit in the future.

Reminds me, I haven't been to the zoo in a long time!

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

“Lone Survivor”

"THE MANSIONS OF THE LORD"
Words by Randall Wallace

To fallen soldiers let us sing
where no rockets fly nor bullets wing
Our broken brothers let us bring
to the mansions of the Lord

No more bleeding no more fight
No prayers pleading through the night
just divine embrace, eternal light
in the mansions of the Lord

Where no mothers cry and no children weep
We will stand and guard tho the angels sleep
All through the ages safely keep the mansions of the Lord


This is a list of soldiers killed in Afghanistan during the U. S Military's worst day of casualties.

Petty Officer Danny Dietz (SEAL Team 1)
Petty Officer Matthew Axelson (SEAL Team 1)
Navy Lt. Mike Murphy (SEAL Team 1)
Chief Warrant Officer Corey J. Goodnature (pilot, US Army 160th Special Operations Aviation Regiment)
Chief Warrant Officer Chris J. Scherkenbach (pilot, US Army 160th SOAR)
Sgt. Kip A. Jacoby (US Army, 160th SOAR)
Sgt. 1st Class Marcus V. Muralles (US Army, 160th SOAR)
Chief Petty Officer Jacques J. Fontan (SEAL Team 10)
Lt. Cmdr. Erik S. Kristensen (SEAL Team 10)
Petty Officer 2nd Class James Suh (SEAL Team 1)
Petty Officer First Class Jeff Taylor (SEAL Team 1 medic)
Master Sgt. Michael Russell (US Army, 160th SOAR)
Maj. Steve Reich (pilot, US Army 160th SOAR)
Sgt. 1st Class James "Tre" Ponder III (US Army, 160th SOAR)
Petty Officer 2nd Class Eric Shane Patton (SEAL Team 1)
U.S. Navy Lt. Michael McGreevy (SEAL Team 10)
Petty Officer Jeffrey Alan Lucas (SEAM Team 10)
Senior Chief Petty Officer Dan Healy (SEAL Team 1)
SSgt. Shamus Goare (US Army, 160th SOAR)

Marcus Luttrell is the lone survivor of that day, also called "The One". He survived because an Afghan took him into his home and refused to give him up to the Taliban.

This is a description of how the day started out:

Four US Navy SEALS departed one clear night in early July, 2005 for the mountainous Afghanistan–Pakistan border for a reconnaissance mission. Their task was to document the activity of an al Qaeda leader rumored to have a small army in a Taliban stronghold. Five days later, only one of those Navy SEALS made it out alive.

This is the story of the only survivor of Operation Redwing, fire team leader Marcus Luttrell, and the extraordinary firefight that led to the largest loss of life in American Navy SEAL history. His teammates fought valiantly beside him until he was the only one left alive, blasted by an RPG into a place where his pursuers could not find him. Over the next four days, terribly injured and presumed dead, Luttrell crawled for miles through the mountains and was taken in by sympathetic villagers who risked their lives to keep him safe from surrounding Taliban warriors.

I want to read this book.

If you do a search for Marcus Luttrell, lots of info comes up and Blackfive also has info on "The One".

http://www.blackfive.net/main/2007/06/marcus_luttrell.html

Be sure to read about the touching memorial service:

http://froggyruminations.blogspot.com/2005/07/seal-memorial-at-punchbowl.html:

Monday, June 18, 2007

Hell in a Hand Basket!

Raise your hand if you think this is wrong, wrong, WRONG! A 38 yr old, Wis. substitute teacher (middle school) has been fired and is under investigation for having sex with a 13 yr old boy! His father tracked him to the teacher's house in the middle of the night and found them together, after he had stolen his mother's car! Before this happened, he had been dating the woman's 13 yr old daughter!!

This is wrong. on. so. many. levels!!


http://lostinlimaohio.blogspot.com/2007/06/kissing-touching-each-other-while-naked.html

Sunday, June 17, 2007

Daddy

This is my favorite picture of my daddy with me--and my sister in the background! I'm guessing I'm about 3 yrs old (my mother crocheted my dress!) My daddy loved me unconditionally but it took losing him to fully understand that.

He's been gone from this earth for some time but it doesn't seem like that long. In his later years he had to deal with Parkinson's and it hampered his love for fishing. Well, it pretty much interferred with his life, period. But today, I'd like to remember the fun things he did as my daddy.

He had a very good sense of humor and I think that's where mine comes from! He always made snowmen with me whenever it snowed, I never remember him yelling at me. When he came in to wake me up, he usually tickled my feet and said time to get up sleepy-head! Sometimes, while watching tv, he'd get an apple and use his pocket knife to peel it. I'd wait unil he got the first bite, then I'd ask him for a piece and about the second or third piece, he'd smile and tell me, you know there's more apples in the kitchen and I'd smile and say I only wanted alittle bit while continuing to ask for more until his apple was gone! We did that over and over and he never got mad or told me to get my own.

Sometimes I'd fish with him. He'd try to teach me to cast my line out but after I "caught" him a time or two, I think he was thinking he might end up with a lure attached to him somewhere! So we tried not to stand too close to each other! I have lots of pictures of me holding up a big, dead fish! He never got tired of talking about fishing and I believe he remembered every fish he caught! Especially the big ones! He also seemed to remember what he was using when he caught them, too! He liked to eat them as much as he liked catching them....and he knew how to clean them! (most important!) Watching him clean them held no interest for me! yuk But they were good to eat, except for the bones!

When I was getting ready to take my driving test, we were out on a local highway and a dog ran across the road and I swerved to miss it! When he could talk again, he said don't.. ever.. do ..that.. again! He also went on to explain how I could end up in an accident and maybe get hurt or worse. Bless his heart, I think I really scared him! heh

Daddy was not just a good daddy, he was a good man. We always went to church and I don't just mean Sunday services. We went to Sunday school. main Sunday service, Sunday night, Wednesday night, VBS, and any other service that was going on! There was no swearing except for an occasional hell or damn and his drink of choice was a Coke.

The last thing I did for Daddy was take his glasses off, tuck them inside his jacket and kiss him goodbye, forever.

Friday, June 15, 2007

Google Me This

Most of the Google hits I get are for someone I've done a post about or my dear--not sure what they're looking for! But recently, I got a doozie! Someone had googled "nude yogurt fights" and my blog came up! I knew I hadn't been involved in any nude fights, with or without yogurt! I looked it up and they had taken my post about my cat liking yogurt and another about 18,000 Mexicans posing nude for art! No mention of fights!

Are there a lot of nude yogurt fights??

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

VooDoo Daddy

This is JP Borda, of Milblogging fame. (We know he isn't actually famous, but we have to humor him! wink-wink!) Doesn't he look jaunty in his Afghan shemagh? (Say yes--he's very insecure!) I hold him responsible for getting me involved with blogs--so I'm not sure if I should bless him or curse him! I was an AnySoldier supporter in 2004 when I came across his picture one day and he mentioned he had a blog. I decided to check out his blog and I was hooked! JP was a very funny blogger! Warped, sarcastic humor! I wish he had left National Guard Experience up 'cause we'd still be laughing!

One of the first giggle-fests I remember was the mouse in his room in Afghanistan that made him scream like a little girl and when guys ran into his room to see what was the matter, it suddenly became this huge rat with long teeth--threathing I'm sure!

Then there was the beef jerky war with another soldier, Mustang. Have no idea how to describe that, but it was fun. He educated us on games they played out in the field when they weren't engaged. Dear Lord, it sounded like kamacazes! Throwing rocks in each other's mouths--do you know how much fecal matter is in that soil?! Pulling tricks on each other! The soldier who crawled into his sleeping bag head first out in the field and almost suffocated! The pen that exploded from the heat and they thought they might have a sniper bearing down! He told us about piss tubes, camel spiders, guys who were with him and even basic training! I remember the choo-choo game as soapy and nekkid? And poor Boobah--he was tortured and abused! And we were abused by his blabbing on and on and on about the Olsen twins!

The sweetest story was about his 3 yr old son who had a Goofy doll to represent his Dad and carried it everywhere. One night he woke up crying and told his mom he wanted his dad. His mom tried to give him Goofy and he said no, I want my real dad! Mom said she did, too, and they both cried for a bit. These kind of stories were what made us love JP. I'm speaking for quite a few people he affectionately calls his "crackheads". (It better be affectionately, dude!)

I was writing to a Lt in JP's group and sent him a water gun and told him to find JP and shoot him in the face and tell him it was from me! I also sent JP a water gun with the same instructions for the Lt but, of course, the plan was spoiled because of rank! Spoil sports! It was just a little bit of water!

Sometime in this, I had a conversation with JP while he was on guard duty. I sent him an email and noticed he answered it rather fast--and they were about 7 hrs ahead of us which meant it was very late in Afghanistan! We sent several emails back and forth. Me, safe at home in Alabama and JP, thousands of miles away in a war zone.

Finally, it was time to redeploy and it seemed to take forever! We know what the first thing he did was when he landed in the US 'cause baby Joseph arrived 9 mos later! heh I think the guy was on a mission! He moved his family to Texas not long after and had just moved to CA when his guard unit was activated and has spent several months in MS getting ready for Iraq with the Bad VooDoo Platoon. Put some curses on those insurgents!

JP, get your butt home safely 'cause there's a group of women who want to give you some hugs! And it's your own fault for being so warm and loving. Okay, I think I just threw up in my mouth alittle! j/k Love ya!



Oh, I almost forgot, JP............. ZING!!!!!

http://www.milblogging.com/trackback.php?y=07&m=06&entry=entry070612-113104

Update: JP is in Kuwait and reports it's 130 degreea at 10 am! Hot-cha-cha!

Monday, June 11, 2007

Remember Me


[YouTube link]

This is a video dedicated to the Bad VooDoo Platoon who are gearing up to go to Iraq. One of their members is JP, of Milblogging.com. More about him later. You can visit their new website at: http://www.badvoodooplatoon.com/

And I've also added them to my blogroll, so as to do frequent checks!

Take care voodooers and bring your butts home safely! We support you and will be saying extra prayers for you!

Oh, this was put together by a 15 yr old girl who wants to join the service after school!

Bad VooDoo Platoon----Yay!

Sunday, June 10, 2007

Alabama Blogger’s Carnival!

Going on at Degree of Madness:

http://degreeofmadness.typepad.com/degree_of_madness/

Aren't you sick of hearing about Paris and all her problems??? Talk about madness!!

Go read some new blogs today! ;)

My contribution was Operation Rebound. Read about some fantastic wounded vets. You know ya wanna!

Mok and Lai

Mok and Lai are stray dogs in Thailand who were recruited to sniff bags at the airport for drugs and did a good enough job that they earned praise from the local police! Alas, so many people complained about them hiking their legs on their luggage while sniffing and Mok's fondness for hanging onto women's legs that they were fired! There's always a critic!

They have been sent to a farm to herd chickens and pigs. Reeducation?

Friday, June 8, 2007

On Being Alone

I'm sure most of you have heard about Kelsey Smith, the 18 yr old who was abducted outside a store in Kansas and killed. Another sad story about a young life, full of promise, cut short. I hope you will talk to your kids about the dangers like this and what to do. I know it's easier to think about it than to put it into action, but going over what to do could save a life.

I've always said if anyone ever got in the car with me, they were going on a wild ride! I know nothing good is going to happen so they're the one who should be scared! I would be one scary driver! Buckle up mr. criminal! I've never done a 360 in an intersection but it's time to try it!

Here ae some suggestions on what to do. I hope you never have to use them!


1 Tip from Tae Kwon Do :

The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do!

2. Learned this from a tourist guide in New Orleans. If a robber asks for your wallet or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM! Toss itaway from you...chances are that he is more interested in your wallet/purse than you and he will go for the wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!

3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car, kick out the back tail loghts and stick your arm out the hole and start waring like crazy! The driver won't see you, but everyone else will. This has saved lives!

4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping, eating, working, etc, and just sit--doind their checkbook or making a list, etc. DON'T DO THIS! I will be watching you and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side, put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU GET INTO YOUR CAR, LOCK THE DOORS AND LEAVE!

a. If someone is in the car with a gun to your head, DO NOT DRIVE OFF, repeat, DO NOT DRIVE OFF! Instead, gun the engine and speed into anything, wrecking the car. Your air bag will save you. If the person is in the back seat they will get the worst of it. As soon as the car crashes, bail out and run! It is better than having them find your body in a remote location or never finding your body.

5 A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot or a parking lot:
A.) Be aware: look around you.
look into your car, at the passenger side floor , and in the back
seat

B..) If you are parked next to a big van,
enter your car from the passenger door .
Most serial killers attack their victimsby pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.

C..) Look at the car parked on the driver's side of your vehicle,
and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out.
IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)

6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot. This is especially true at NIGHT!)

7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control,
ALWAYS RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN, Preferably in a zig -zag pattern!

8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP
It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked "for help" into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.

9. Another Safety Point: Someone just told me that her friend heard a crying baby on her porch the night before last, and she called the police because it was late and she thought it was weird. The police told her "Whatever you do, DO NOT open the door." The lady then said that it sounded like the baby had crawled near a window, and she was worried that it would crawl to the street and get run over. The policeman said, "We already have a unit on the way, whatever you do, DO NOT open the door." He told her that they think a serial killer has a baby's cry recorded and uses it to coax women out of their homes thinking that someone dropped off a baby He said they have not verified it, but have had several calls by women saying that they hear baby's cries outside their doors when they're home alone at night.

Thursday, June 7, 2007

Rumble in the Senate

State Senator Charles Bishop, R, Jasper, punched Dem Senator Lowell Barron, of Fyffe, on the floor of the Senate, saying Barron called him an sob!

Bishop said if he called him that again, he'd hit him again!

Barron was not available for comment. Guess he was busy putting ice on his fat lip!

That's more like it! Action in the Senate! Way to earn those raises you gave yourselves! heh

Wednesday, June 6, 2007

June 6, 1944

Soldiers seeking shelter from German machine guns on D-Day at Omaha Beach.

Claud Woodring’s job on D-Day was challenge enough. Scheduled to be among the first soldiers to land on the beach on D-Day, he was to demolish barbed wire so that the troops could advance unimpeded. But he found himself swimming ashore when his boat hit a mine several hundred yards from shore. Despite horrific casualty rates, Woodring and his men achieved their objective, only to face a new challenge: fighting the Germans amid the hedgerows of Normandy.

To read personal stories of the soldiers who were there:

http://www.loc.gov/vets/stories/onthebeach.html
Experiencing War: Stories from the Veterans History Project

Little Big Man

This is my big, beautiful lap baby, Little Man. He adopted me several years ago. He was such a big boy (18 #) and had this tiny meow--actually sometimes he'd open his mouth and a squeak would come out--and that is how his name came about. I shortened it to Little Man. He could get louder, especially if another male came around and got into some ferocious fights! Even after I had him neutered, he'd still kick some kitty butt! His nose still has a scar from a fight.

He just showed up one day and I guess he decided to stay. For a long time, he wouldn't come inside so I got a small dog house and put it on the deck to give him a place to sleep and get in out of the rain. Although, he didn't mind the rain and would sometimes sit in it until it got real heavy. I kept offering to let him in and one day he accepted but he still wanted to go back out. Then one day I guess he decided being inside wasn't so bad and he wanted to stay in more than he wanted out. That was when I found out what a lap baby he was! He would put all 18# of himself right in my lap and he purred very loud--I loved it! He was also a head-butter and liked to rub his head against me. He also liked to eat and begged for food pretty much most of the time! Whenever I had some yogurt he would sit by me until I finished and them I'd hold the container for him to stick his face into and clean it out. I think he would have pretty much eaten anything I offered him!

I've often looked at him and tried to imagine what he looked like as a kitten. I bet he was an adorable ball of fluff! His eyes are a light green and look like they are lined with eyeliner! (Don't tell him I said that!) He was alittle overly agressive for the 2 girl kitties and they tended to stay away from him. If I was in the bedroom they'd usually all end up on the bed with me and if one of them was in a spot he wanted and didn't offer to move, he'd lay down almost on top of them. He believed in making his presence known! The habit that drove me nuts was him walking right in front of me so I was tripping over him! MOVE! meant nothing to him!

Last year he started sneezing a lot and it was messy. I took him to the vet and left him for a week-end so he could medicate him. When I picked him up, he seemed better. but not too long after, the sneezing began again. The vet said he couldn't do anything else for him. He has feline herpes and no, it isn't like the herpes humans get! It's a respiratory disease with no cure and contagious to other cats. I made a very hard decision last fall that he could not come back inside, in hopes the 2 inside cats wouldn't catch it. It's a situation that has brought me to tears. He doesn't understand why if he gets in, I immediately put him out or stop him at the door. It makes me feel like such an a orge! He remembers there are soft places to take naps on!

Now that the weather has warmed up and I've been outside with him more, I can see bad days are ahead. He feels like he's lost quite a bit of weight and his hair is not as thick. I know what's coming and I dread it so much. One day, I'm going to have to put him in the car and drive down the road to the vet's to have him put to sleep. I just keep looking at him and thinking, just alittle bit longer.

It's going to be a sad day.

Tuesday, June 5, 2007

Operation Rebound

You can't really tell by looking at this picture, but these are former soldiers each wounded in Iraq. From left: Rich Ingram, Andy Hatcher and Melissa Stockwell. They were a relay team in the Escape from Alcatraz triathlon.

Melissa lost her leg to a bomb, but finished ahead of plenty of swimmers who had both arms and legs, in the swim from Alcatraz.

Andy lost his foot to an IED and raced for 8 miles in the triathlon.

Rich's arm was blown off and he has a prosthetic arm just for cycling. He cycled for 8 miles.

"We're really lucky to have what we have, and that's what you got to focus on. You got to stay on the optimistic side. You can't start focusing on the dramatic negative aspects of it."

Andy Hatcher, Operation Rebound

We really need to hear more about people like this and much less of Paris, Rosie and so many others!

Monday, June 4, 2007

Alabama Blogger’s Carnival!

Now going on at http://762justice.com/
Come on over and bring your friends!

You'll have to bring your own cotton candy! ;)

Oh, and 3 of the people I tagged with the meme that I was tagged with by Alabama Improper (http://alabamaimproper.com/) have posted theirs--and no death threats!

Go visit: DeathLok - http://temerityhm.blogspot.com
jt - http://jundlandwaste.wordpress.com/
Nobody Move! - http://armedrobbery.wordpress.com/

Sunday, June 3, 2007

Happiness and Caring?

MEXICO CITY — More than 18,000 people stripped down and bared it all in Mexico City's vast main square Sunday for U.S. photographer Spencer Tunick's biggest nude shoot yet.

Standing up to salute, crouching in fetal positions and lying prone on the tiles of the Zocalo plaza, the volunteers formed a sea of flesh that Tunick snapped from balconies and a small crane in the morning light.

"What a moment for the Mexican art scene!" Tunick said in a news conference. "I think all eyes are looking south from the United Sates to Mexico City to see how a country can be free and treat the naked body as art. Not as pornography or as a crime, but with happiness and caring."

Happiness and caring is exactly what I think of when I see a huge group of naked people in a plaza! Heh. Exactly! Dummies never crossed my mind! Really! Not one time! (I may have a hard time getting my fingers uncrossed!) And I bet happiness and caring is what the people posing were thinking as they looked around. No peeking at your neighbor! Eyes front! Er...eyes down. Yea, eyes down!

I do not get this. At all!

Well, at least they're finding work in their own country! As Martha says, it's a good thing!

Friday, June 1, 2007

Happy Birthday!

Light the candles on the cake and stand back!




Andy Griffith was 81 today!

Poor Fred


click to enlarge


The "wild" pig that was shot by the 11 yr old really does exist and got that big from a pampered diet from the original owners. His name was Fred and he was a Christmas present as a piglet to the man's wife a couple of years ago. He was gentle enough that they let their grandkids play with him.

They decided to sell their pigs and Fred went to the hunting resort, supposedly to breed with other pigs and "probably hunted". He was hunted within a low-fenced area and shot about 6 times. The father of the 11 yr old said he believed the pig was feral at the time of the hunt.

How sad for Fred!

I wouldn't email death threats to the kid like some people have. The owner most likely got a steep price for Fred because of his size and I doubt he's losing any sleep over it!

Poor Fred---all he wanted to do was eat and procreate, and now he's sausage and a head on the wall!

Read this and other Alabama blogs at the Alabama Blogger's Carnival on June 4th at 7.62mm Justice - http://762justice.com/