Monday, September 25, 2017

Steelers Coach Rips Patriot Player Who Stood For Anthem (a link)

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http://www.breitbart.com/sports/2017/09/25/steelers-coach-rips-afghan-war-vet-coming-locker-room-anthem/?utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=social
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THAT Would Get Them! (a link)

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https://www.sarahpalin.com/2017/09/25/saints-refuse-stand-anthem-louisiana-legislator-issues-striking-blow/?ref=Ads
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The Arrogance Of Some Players Know No Bounds (a link)

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http://freedomdaily.com/4-black-players-just-made-sick-ultimatum-nfl-want-force-white-fans-month/
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It's our fault, too! (a link)

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Bayou Renaissance Man: It's not just the the swamp - it's our fault, too, for sending the wrong people there
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Wood Crafting Tip (w/pic)

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A white ash sprout came up among the canes of one of our forsythia bushes a few years ago. It wasn’t that noticeable, and I don’t bend as well as I once did, so I left it alone. This year, it shot up to where it was towering over the already tall and wild-looking forsythia (I don’t like the “ball” look so many folks seem to like). Looking at it a few weeks ago, I decided that it would make a good walking staff for someone. Two weeks ago, I cut it off at ground level, but I didn’t prune off the limbs.

Normally, I like to cut my staffs and other woodcraft items in winter, when the sap is down. “Experts” tell you there’s no such thing as “the sap being down,” but they’re merely experts. (Remember, it was a team of the finest experts that built the Titanic.) Not only is the wood drier and lighter then, but there’s less likelihood of bugs getting into the item in cold weather. However, there’s a way to at least partially offset the former problem—leave the limbs and leaves on and let them draw out as much moisture as possible. The leaves will continue to draw moisture from the inner bark, and maybe the sapwood, until they starve out and turn brown from lack of moisture and nutrients. Obviously, the piece will then weigh less, since much of the moisture has been pulled out. Most country folks will be aware of this, but those who didn’t grow up in the outdoors may not. The sapling in the photo had all green leaves when it was cut two weeks ago; they’re all brown and brittle now, so they’ll do no more drying of the shaft.


I’d like to leave the butt end of the shaft as part of the staff, since some crookedness adds character to the finished piece. Of course, you don’t want it so crooked that it affects the strength or function of the staff. I’m a little concerned that the butt end of the sapling may be a little too large and heavy, though, and I may have to sacrifice some of it. Still, the lower end has some sweep in it and that has to be considered, too. I guess I’ll figure it out later this week when I trim off the top and limbs of the sapling to see what the blank will look like. © 2017

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Yet more clergy sex scandals hit the Catholic Church (a link)

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Bayou Renaissance Man: Yet more clergy sex scandals hit the Catholic Church

The author is a former priest himself, if I remember.
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Preach It Brother!

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Hmm ...is it just me or am I hearing CRICKETS from politicians re. respect for our flag and the National Anthem...I'll tell you why.....it because the whole bunch of them are afraid that taking a position will cost them their badly needed vote. To these politicians it's not about right or wrong...it's not about standing on integrity and principle...it's not about showing ones patriotism and reverence for those thousands of our nation's heros who gave their all in defense of the freedoms we all hold so dearly...nooooo....it's about holding onto power, position and the almighty dollar. These politicians are plain and simple. spineless ingrates..........
but I'm rambl'n.....
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It's not the NFL versus President Trump - it's what it means to be American (a link)

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Bayou Renaissance Man: It's not the NFL versus President Trump - it's what it means to be American
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Be the He (a link)

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Perpetual Proverbs: Be the He
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Life In The Slow Lane

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Our irregular sleeping habits, combined with the need to get scooters when we go to Chinamart, had us eating a cheeseburger for “lunch” at 9AM yesterday before we left home. We didn’t need to get much; mainly, the missus just wanted to escape Alcatraz for a while. They have double the number of scooters at the far store, but once the church crowd gets there, they can go in a hurry. We spent way too much time there to suit me, but the missus finally got her fill and decided to head home. It’s pathetic when your only source of affordable entertainment is wandering aisles of Chinese junk. You know what they say, I should have been born rich instead of so dern good-lookin’!

By the time we got home, it was too hot for me to do anything outside (too humid, actually), but the pooch and I managed to sit on the porch a while. The woods were a little busier than usual. Some little, mostly unseen birds were flitting and chirping in the brier tangle at the edge of the woods, while a couple blue-jays were squawking about whatever they always squawk about. I thought the mockingbird from this spring had returned to his(her?) corner of woods out by the road for a couple minutes, but finally figured out that it was a Carolina wren going through its repertoire. A distant crow kept commenting on his life and a less distant rooster gave a mid-day soliloquy for about five minutes. After a half hour, the pooch showed signs of wanting to check on the missus, so we went in, I to my computer and she to her spot beside the missus. After a 3PM “supper,” I took a nap.

I didn’t sleep well last night, so had to force myself to get up at 9:30 to take out the pooch. She didn’t seem all that interested, but there were no wet spots on the floor, so that was a good thing. She won’t normally drain in the house unless she’s unsuccessful in waking us, or we leave her longer than her bladder will endure. She was that way from the time we got her, so the pet store had trained her well.

After she drained, we took our place on the porch and she sniffed and listened to the world around her. Things were quiet again today; I don’t know why the difference. Fall is definitely here. The oaks aren’t colored, of course, yet some individual leaves are turning brown and falling off, not in droves, but not so rarely either. The woods are getting easier to see through as individual leaves on vines and bushes yellow and fall. The grape vines have already lost half their leaves. I wanted to have a jig made by this time to make uniform-sized wreaths, since I’ve got three vines to cut near the edge of the woods when I cut the small oaks supporting them. One more unaccomplished task in my life! A blue-jay finally interrupted the peace of the place, competing with the slightly louder than normal hum of traffic on the four-lane a mile or more away over the hills and through the woods. A distant train sounded less distant than normal, making it seem like rain’s a-comin’, but none is in the forecast. Eventually, my backside began complaining of the hardness of the oak in the porch swing, so the pooch and I stifly arose and went inside.

At 11AM, the missus told me that lunch was ready. The sausage gravy and biscuits were good, but the sausage was TERRIBLY salty. I’d wanted to work outside a spell, but it’s too hot again and my lack of good sleep is making me consider a nap. Life’s rough around here! The heat is supposed to break Friday. Who knows what will happen then!

I’ve discovered that I can reach the ceiling with the tip of my cane, even while sitting here in my desk chair. It makes it easy to keep the spiders under control, but if the missus ever looks up, I may have to wash and paint my office ceiling.

Well, nature calls and I’ve learned to be quickly obedient in my old age. It’s a crazy world out there once ya leave the hills, folks, so keep yer eyes peeled and yer powder dry! © 2017
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Some Thoughts On Free Speech (a link)

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https://dailytimewaster.blogspot.com/2017/09/some-thoughts-on-free-speech.html?showComment=1506327804439#c5952108662867674878
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"Tears of Israel" (a link)

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http://nevardblog.blogspot.com/2017/09/tears-of-israel.html
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Take This For What It's Worth To You

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I never watch sports of any kind except a little of the Winter Olympics some years, so this has no relevance to me. However, it was on Facebook and I thought I'd pass it along to those who might be interested.

"People are now calling for a complete National Boycott of the NFL for Sunday November 12th, which is Veterans Day Weekend. They are calling for a Boycott of all football telecast, all fans, all ticket holders, stay away from attending any games, let them play to empty stadiums. Pass this post along to all your friends and family. Honor our military, some of whom come home with the American Flag draped over their coffin..There are plenty of ways, times and places to protest concerning one's chosen cause, but to do so during a brief special time set aside to honor our nation's flag and the bravery and lives of our nation's military heroes, is inappropriate and disrespectful. Of course black lives matter, but so do the precious lives of millions of US soldiers (of all races) who have made the ultimate sacrifice to defend and protect our nation's rights and freedoms....and who most certainly deserve all of our respect. It's not about Trump, its about all those who bravely and unselfishly serve and who have served our nation. The Star Spangled Banner is presented to honor all of them."
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Sunday, September 24, 2017

Man Who Did Painting Of Obama Does One Of Trump (a link)

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https://conservativetribune.com/man-behind-famous-painting/?utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=conservativetribune&utm_content=2017-08-30&utm_campaign=reengagement

Liberals won't like either, of course.
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Sunday Afternoon Memes

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So, you want to take a knee? (from Facebook - author unknown)

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To the NFL players who took a knee during the playing of the National Anthem-

Take a trip to Valley Forge in January. Hold a musket ball in your fingers and imagine it piercing your flesh and breaking a bone or two. There won't be a doctor or trainer to assist you until after the battle. Wait your turn while listening to the screams of pain from the wounded.
Then take a knee.
Go to Normandy where man after American man stormed the beach, dodging dead bodies and withering machine gun fire,...the very sea stained with American blood. Imagine that your fellow players are your dead brothers in arms.
Then take a knee.
Take a knee in the sweat soaked jungles of Vietnam. Over 60,000 Americans died in those jungles.There was no playbook or million dollar contracts for doing your job, but they understood what our flag represented. When they came home, they were protested by their fellow Americans.
Then take a knee while they spit on you.
Take another knee in the blood drenched sands of Fallujah in 110 degree heat..Trade in your pads for a Kevlar helmet and battle dress...You'll have to stay hydrated, but there won't be anyone to squirt Gatorade into your mouth. And watch out for those IEDs when you take a knee.
There's a lot of places to take a knee. Americans have given their lives all over the world. When you use the banner under which they fought as a source for your protest, you dishonor the memories of those who bled for the very freedoms you have. That's what the red stripes mean. It represents the blood of those who spilled it defending your liberty.
So while you're on your knee, pray for those that came before you, not on manicured fields striped and printed with numbers to announce every inch of game yardage...but on nameless hills and bloodied beaches and sweltering forests and bitter cold mountains...every inch marked by an American life lost serving that flag you protest.
No cheerleaders, no announcers, no coaches, no fans...just American men and women on the land, air, and sea, delivering the real fight against those who chose to harm us..so you would have the opportunity to dishonor their service by "taking a knee."
You have no clue what it took to get you where you are...but your "protest" is duly noted. Not only is it disgraceful to a nation, it points to your ingratitude for those who chose to defend you under that banner that will still wave long after your stats and game jersey are forgotten...
If you really feel the need to take a knee, come with me to church on Sunday and we'll both kneel before Almighty God. We'll thank Him for preserving this country for as long as He has. We'll beg forgiveness for both of our ingratitude for all He has provided us. We'll appeal to Him for understanding and wisdom. We'll pray for liberty and justice for all...because He is the one who provides those things.
But no protesting allowed. There will only be gratitude for His provision and a plea for His continued grace and mercy on the land of the free and the home of the brave.
May He continue to bless America, the ignorant and selfish sinners we all are. What an incredible gift He has given us!
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And A Gentleman And A Scholar (a link)

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https://dailytimewaster.blogspot.com/2017/09/a-true-american-and-true-patriot.html?showComment=1506280537324#c35470300827998163
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Two Brother's Thoughts On Ending Abortion And Gay Marriage In America (a link)

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https://www.lifesitenews.com/news/benham-bros-reveal-secret-to-ending-abortion-and-gay-marriage-in-ameri
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Concerning The Current “Knee Problem” In Sports

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Starting off, we all know this crap would have been nipped in the bud, had those who first did it been white. Say what you will, call me a racist, I don’t really care; down deep, you KNOW it’s true. Naturally, since most so-called adults these days are really just big children emotionally, it became a case of “monkey see, monkey do.” No, that’s not a racial slur; it’s simply an accurate description of a lot of modern behavior, such as white liberal “entertainers” voicing their opinions on things they obviously know nothing about. The hypocrisy of their actions have apparently gone completely unnoticed by the millionaire players who are demonstrating about discrimination they’ve supposedly faced, in front of millions of fans who only earn pennies on the dollar by comparison.

Major league football is in trouble to begin with. Ticket prices have risen from disgustingly high to grossly immoral. Also, many former fans have drifted away because they feel that rule changes have made the game less interesting. I know that I used to get a kick out of the antics of ball carriers who scored a touchdown, when they did their victory dances in the end zone. Unfortunately, they had to stop such things because humorless fans cheering for the other team got all butt-hurt.

Still, a lot of folks get into sports as an escape from the grind of daily life. It gives them someone to cheer for and something to take their mind off their troubles. It used to even get them away from all the tiresome politics of this world. No More! A few immature, selfish, inconsiderate players have decided that they should bring their own petty politics into the game by being disrespectful to our flag and National Anthem. Of course, they don’t even begin to see that the flag and anthem, in part, stand for the men and women who have shed their blood and DIED to provide those “sportsmen” with a country where they can prosper and protest to their hearts content. They are, in essence, biting the very hand that feeds them (or dancing on their graves).

They have a legal right to protest, of course—ON THEIR OWN TIME. What they’re doing, however, is protesting on the time of the fans, on the short time set aside to honor our country, and on the time of their EMPLOYER. The latter is of the most legal concern. Let’s face it, ball players are simply well-paid entertainers, just like singers, dancers and actors. They aren’t paid for their opinions, but for their talent in the game. When they’re on the field, they’re at WORK. Would background singers be kept on the payroll if they knelt in protest when the lead was singing alone? Would a cop or fireman be allowed to carry a protest sign up and down the sidewalk WHILE THEY WERE ON SHIFT, even if they weren’t needed for anything at the moment? Would a factory tolerate an impromptu political protest every time the assembly line went down for a few minutes? You KNOW the answer! Yet half the country is ready to make excuses for these poor pathetic mistreated millionaires. How sickening!

I don’t agree with everything Trump does, but I agreed with him when he said “Fire the sons-of-b_tches!” Anything less is an insult to the fans, the owners and the nation. © 2017
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Just for the record AGAIN

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I would defend to the death the right of immature, unappreciative football players to "take a knee" during the National Anthem. I would ALSO defend to the death the right of any team owner to fire their asses IF he has the stones to do the right thing.
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Saturday, September 23, 2017

Just For The Record

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I have absolutely NO sympathy for black millionaire football players kneeling for the National Anthem to whine about how discriminated against they are. They're MILLIONAIRES for heaven's sake! I agree with Trump - FIRE THE !&*)%$#@'s!
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Saturday Night Memes

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Another Thrilling Day In The Life Of Gorges Smythe

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I don’t know how I handle all the excitement of my life here on Tick Ridge. It started at 5AM with taking the pooch out to drain. I figured there were too many skeeters around the porch, despite the fog, so we didn’t sit in the darkness as we will in a few weeks.

Being too awake to go back to sleep, I checked Facebook and my blog for activity. I saw where one of my former coworkers was having a birthday, so wished her a happy one. She’s younger than I, but has a LOT of health problems. I don’t normally wish people to go on disability, but she’s in bad enough shape that I hope she’s applied and gotten it. I don’t think her ailments are life-threatening, but I believe they were at one point.

After an-hour-and-a-half online, I went back to bed and slept fitfully for a while. Sitting on the edge of my bed at 9AM, wondering if I should arise, the missus rang our cordless doorbell “intercom” to tell me that my presence was needed. I thought maybe the pooch needed to drain again, but she was getting ready to leave for Chinamart and wanted me to do likewise, so we’d be early enough to both get scooters. I took the pooch out again, but only had a couple minutes on the porch before the missus came out, so I had to put the pooch inside and tell her that she had to stay home. She wasn’t happy about it.

Even after stopping a couple places and eating a fast-food sandwich, we arrived at Chinamart just barely after 10, but there was only one handicapped scooter left. The missus got it and went to the glasses place to pick up her new “eyes.” They look good on her. I checked the lost and found to see if her cane had been turned in from where she left it in a basket a couple days ago, but it hadn’t. It’s hard to imagine someone cabbaging a cane, but I guess some folks will steal anything. I finally got a scooter by sitting by the exit and waiting for someone to finish with one. The haughty fellow who left it pretended not to see me as I came over and laid claim to it as he walked away. I wonder if it was my beard, my blubber or my ragged jeans that he found offensive? I got the feeling that he was the sort of fellow who would have had a big smile for me if I’d been wearing an Italian suit and a Rolex. Maybe I form opinions too quickly. – LOL

We used a gift card we had to buy some of our stuff today, just as the missus had used our EBT card to get some stuff the last visit. She’ll save what little bit remains on it and let the whopping $15 a month accumulate until Christmas/New Year’s time, so we can have a little extra stuff around the holidays. Part of what she was getting this week was to stock up for winter, when times are more difficult. At one time, it would have bothered me to use food stamps (now an EBT card), but after all the taxes I’ve paid over the years so professional bums could live at my (and your) expense, I’ve decided to take everything I can get in my old age. If the nation’s finances tank, we could lose it all anyway.

I went online for a while after getting home and then checked the Woodwright to see if it was anything that I wanted to watch, but it wasn’t. Neither was the next one an hour later on another channel, so I napped a while. Dern, I just don’t know how I handle the stress! © 2017
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65 Depression Era Tips (a link)

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http://thesurvivalmom.com/survival-wisdom-great-depression/
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Household Tips (a link)

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https://oursimplehomestead.com/50-household-tips-every-homemaker-needs-to-know/
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Friday, September 22, 2017

Friday Night Memes

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Wise Words From The Sage Of Tick Ridge

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Every silver lining has its cloud. -Gorges Smythe
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Friday Night Steam At Chickenmom's (a link)

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http://coopfeathers.blogspot.com/2017/09/friday-night-steam_22.html
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Benny Hinn's Nephew Speaks Out (a link)

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http://www.christianitytoday.com/ct/2017/october/benny-hinn-costi-uncle-prosperity-preaching-testimony.html?visit_source=twitter&start=1
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Blanket Pardons (a link)

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Medley of Worship: Opus 2017-328: Should-a-Beens: Blanket Pardons
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Milky Frogs For Freaky Friday (a link)

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Coffee with the Hermit: Milky Frogs For Freaky Friday...!
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Gates Foundation Kicked Out Of India (a link)

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http://www.naturalnews.com/2017-02-14-india-tosses-out-gates-foundation-due-to-conflicts-of-interest-with-big-pharma.html
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The Importance Of Horses Asses (from Facebook)

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Ammo.com
A history lesson for people who think that history doesn't matter:
What's the big deal about railroad tracks?
The US standard railroad gauge (distance between the rails) is 4 feet, 8.5 inches. That's an exceedingly odd number.
Why was that gauge used?
Well, because that's the way they built them in England, and English engineers designed the first US railroads.
Why did the English build them like that?
Because the first rail lines were built by the same people who built the wagon tramways, and that's the gauge they used.
So, why did 'they' use that gauge then?
Because the people who built the tramways used the same jigs and tools that they had used for building wagons, which used that same wheel spacing.
Why did the wagons have that particular odd wheel spacing?
Well, if they tried to use any other spacing, the wagon wheels would break more often on some of the old, long distance roads in England . You see, that's the spacing of the wheel ruts.
So who built those old rutted roads?
Imperial Rome built the first long distance roads in Europe (including England ) for their legions. Those roads have been used ever since.
And what about the ruts in the roads?
Roman war chariots formed the initial ruts, which everyone else had to match or run the risk of destroying their wagon wheels. Since the chariots were made for Imperial Rome , they were all alike in the matter of wheel spacing. Therefore the United States standard railroad gauge of 4 feet, 8.5 inches is derived from the original specifications for an Imperial Roman war chariot. Bureaucracies live forever.
So the next time you are handed a specification/procedure/process and wonder 'What horse's ass came up with this?', you may be exactly right. Imperial Roman army chariots were made just wide enough to accommodate the rear ends of two war horses. (Two horses' asses.)

Now, the twist to the story:
When you see a Space Shuttle sitting on its launch pad, there are two big booster rockets attached to the sides of the main fuel tank. These are solid rocket boosters, or SRBs. The SRBs are made by Thiokol at their factory in Utah . The engineers who designed the SRBs would have preferred to make them a bit fatter, but the SRBs had to be shipped by train from the factory to the launch site. The railroad line from the factory happens to run through a tunnel in the mountains, and the SRBs had to fit through that tunnel. The tunnel is slightly wider than the railroad track, and the railroad track, as you now know, is about as wide as two horses' behinds.
So, a major Space Shuttle design feature, of what is arguably the world's most advanced transportation system, was determined over two thousand years ago by the width of a horse's ass. And you thought being a horse's ass wasn't important? Ancient horse's asses control almost everything and....
CURRENT Horses Asses are controlling everything else.
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De Niro Has Ulterior Motive For Demanding Aid To Barbuda (a link)

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https://www.youngcons.com/robert-de-niro-shows-up-to-un-pretending-to-be-a-humanitarian-then-we-discover-why-hes-really-there/?ref=FacebookPost
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Attacks On Religious Freedom Up 133% In Five Years (a link)

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http://www.christianpost.com/news/attacks-on-religious-liberty-in-us-increased-133-percent-in-last-5-years-report-198900/

You'll notice that it's never against muslims.
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Early Friday Memes

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Thursday, September 21, 2017

Tips For Growing Grapes (w/link)

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Tips for growing healthy grape vines.
Grape vines enjoy dry growing conditions.
Too much moisture can cause fruits to have tough skins, rot, or at worst - the death of the vine.
Sand, rocks, and sloped terrains helps for drainage in case of growing seasons with heavy rain fall. 
Don't worry about very dry seasons - the depth for these vines' root systems have been recorded up to 246 feet (75 meters) deep! The vines will fetch their own water, far beyond the reach of many other plants.
Hyssop, an attractive and highly medicinal perennial herb, is said to increase fruit production when planted near grape vines.
To discourage pest insects, plant a mint patch at the base of the vine.
The mint creates a living mulch that keeps weeds away, attracts pollinators, and the mint remains at a height that will not shade the grapes.
There are plenty of sources for pruning techniques available to readers, so we will not add our voice to these, except to note that occasional pruning will be necessary, since too much shade will reduce fruit production and the size of the clusters.
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Sixbears Needs One With A Flat Bottom (a link)

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http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-4906192/Porsche-creates-12million-superyacht-GTT-115.html

You've been talking about getting a larger boat, Sixbears, so I thought of you when a friend showed me this.

I wonder if they're cheaper by the dozen?
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Wednesday, September 20, 2017

Wednesday Night Memes

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You REALLY Should Read This Explanation Of Insanity On The Left (a link)

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http://dailytimewaster.blogspot.com/2017/09/this-explains-whole-lot.html
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Draft The OLD Guys! (a link)

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http://coopfeathers.blogspot.com/2017/09/todays-funny-o_20.html
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You GOTTA Read This! (a link)

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https://dailytimewaster.blogspot.com/2017/09/having-had-recent-experience-with-low.html?showComment=1505930271362#c866647698459846243
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Bayou Renaissance Man: One has to ask . . .

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Bayou Renaissance Man: One has to ask . . .
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Illegal Economics (a link)

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Medley of Worship: Opus 2017-326: On the Street: Illegal Economics
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Seeker Unfriendly (a link)

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Perpetual Proverbs: Seeker Unfriendly
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Help Dave get his guns back (a link)

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A Woodsrunner's Diary: Help Dave get his guns back
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Californian Moves To Indiana And Gets An Epiphany (a link)

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https://www.youngcons.com/woman-moves-from-california-to-red-state-then-sends-lib-pals-back-home-a-message-nobody-expected/?ref=FacebookPost
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Tuesday, September 19, 2017

Reagan (a link)

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https://www.youtube.com/embed/OvN1jTkzXbY?rel=0
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Broken Kneecaps? (a link)

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http://asamericanasapplepie.org/2017/09/13/update-obama-butler-dies-hospital-suspicious-circumstances/

I'm not familiar with this source, so take it for what it's worth to you.
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Tuesday Night memes

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Well I Swear!

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My wife often reminds me of a little kid. She can sit for hours in front of the TV and not use the bathroom. BUT, let her hear me leave the chair in my office and she insists that she needs to go and is far more desperate than I am. This evening, I was desperate enough that I went out in the darkness in my skivvies and watered the lawn. Luckily, I was able to finish before she turned on the porch light and hollered "Where did you go?" (Yes, she's done that before.)
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BLESSED BEYOND MEASURE (a link)

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Spreading God's Love: BLESSED BEYOND MEASURE
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He's Right!

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You want nothing to do with Jesus.
You say, "If that is what Christianity looks like, I want no part of it. If that's what religion does to you, I don't want it."
I get it. I was in your shoes once. Maybe even several times.
I've been disappointed because of the way "Christians" treated me. I've been disappointed with "church". I've been sickened because of the double lives I've seen people live. "Religion" has let me down.
But listen, and listen very carefully. My life changed when I understood this fact.
He is NOT them.
#zookermanramblings

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Leveling On The Sly

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It’s hard to get anything done with my wife’s sleep habits. She can’t get to sleep all night and then sleeps until 10-12 the next day. If I try to do anything outside, the pooch often barks and wakes her up, because she’s not out there with me. It’s worse if I’m making the least bit of noise where she can hear me. Unfortunately, there’s no way to keep her with me and do some of what I need to do.

I was lucky this morning. I took the pooch out and let her drain and dump, then sat with her on the porch for a long stretch. When I took her back inside, I gave her most of my Little Debbie stuffed oatmeal cookie, so she wouldn’t be hungry. After sitting in the library for a while, I came out to discover that she’d fallen asleep on the floor beside my wife’s bed. I slipped out the door and locked it VERY quietly.

I located my $1 Chinamart plastic 9” torpedo level and headed to the back yard. (I tested the level at the store and it worked perfectly, so I figured it was worth the extravagant expenditure.) Checking the uphill end of my sawmill frame, I found that it was about 3/8” off level. I corrected that with a shim. I remembered that the downhill end of the frame needed a brick under each corner, so I installed them and then checked level front to back. A 1-1/2” block brought it up to near perfect on one corner and a slightly thinner shim brought the other corner to the same degree of levelness. A 2x4 pried over a cement block topped with a brick gave me the lever and fulcrum needed to silently lift the heavy lower end so I could insert the bricks, block and shim.

It’s so close that I could use it as it is, but I’ll revisit the job and try to tweak it just a tad some other time. It was getting so warm and humid that I was ready to head back inside after just a few minutes of tinkering.
The next time around, I may be able to begin fastening the frame to the stakes I drove earlier. That will either require a hand drill (quiet) or a cordless drill (less quiet). I’ll probably just wait until a time the missus is already awake and go with the cordless drill. I don’t mind drilling the screw holes by hand, but I don’t like the idea of all that screwdriver work.

There wasn’t much progress today, but a little is better than none. Once I get the mill in use, I need to cut enough lumber to build a tiny workshop/tool shed. Also, there are some wild cherry trees around the edges of the yard that I could cut and sell. I don’t like them passing tent caterpillars to my two dwarf apple trees. © 2017
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Are the NY Times Folks Morons, Or Do They Want Trump Jr. Dead? (a link)

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http://www.thegatewaypundit.com/2017/09/ny-times-reporter-broadcasts-trump-son-no-secret-service-protection-wants-dead/

I think we KNOW the answer.
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Missouri Planned Parenthood Has A New Best Friend (a link)

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https://www.charismanews.com/politics/issues/67284-planned-parenthood-discovers-satanic-abortion-ally
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The Mingo Oak (w/pic)

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The Mingo Oak stood near the head of Trace Fork of Pigeon Creek near the Logan-Mingo county line. A monarch of the mountains, the tree was reported to be the largest white oak in the world. For the last 100 years it lived, the Mingo Oak was one of the best-known shrines in West Virginia.

Residents referred to it as ‘‘the church in the wild woods’’ because early settlers erected a pulpit surrounded by rustic benches beside its massive trunk. Almost every Sabbath day during the summer and early fall, rural ministers gathered their followers to conduct religious services underneath the canopy of green. It has been estimated that more than 500 sermons were preached there.

The Mingo Oak was cut down on September 23, 1938, after succumbing to the fumes of a burning coal refuse pile. It was cut by a special crew imported for the purpose from Webster County. The tree was felled by two loggers, Paul Criss and Upton ‘‘Uppie’’ Sears, with the help of Civilian Conservation Corps enrollees. At the time its age was calculated at 577 years, having sprouted in the year 1361. It stood 145 feet tall, just over eight feet in diameter at breast height, and had a limb spread of 96 feet. The trunk scaled at 15,000 board feet, and was calculated to weigh 55 tons. A movie was taken during the cutting, and sections of the Mingo Oak were preserved for the West Virginia State Museum and the Smithsonian Institution. Judge R. D. Bailey of Wyoming County had a gavel made from the wood of the tree. A
pproximately 2,000 people gathered to watch the fall of this West Virginia giant.

Photo and text from Facebook.
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Islam's White Slave Trade Of The Barbary Coast (a link)

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http://thefederalistpapers.org/us/white-slaves-of-barbary
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Football and Pork Belly (a link)

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Medley of Worship: Opus 2017-324: Football and Pork Belly
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Warnings From A Doctor In Germany (a link)

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http://indigenous.club/2017/09/04/a-female-doctor-working-in-germany-warns-the-world/
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Monday, September 18, 2017

South Korea as the wild card in the North Korean game (a link)

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Bayou Renaissance Man: South Korea as the wild card in the North Korean game
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Collateral (joke from Facebook)

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An old farmer wanted a loan for $500. He approached his local banker. “What have you got for collateral?” queried the banker, going strictly by the book.

“Don’t know what collateral means.”

“Well that’s something of value that would cover the cost of the loan. Have you got any vehicles?”

“Yes, I have a 1979 pickup.”

The banker shook his head, “How about livestock?”

“Yes, I have a horse.”

“How old is it?”

“I don’t know; it has no teeth.”

Finally the banker decided to make the $500 loan. Several weeks later the man was back in the bank. He pulled out a roll of bills, “Here’s the money to pay loan,” he said, handing the entire amount including interest.

“What are you going to do with the rest of that money?”

“Put it in my pocket.”

“Why don’t you deposit it in my bank?” he asked.

“I don’t know what deposit means.”

“Well, you put the money in our bank and we take care of it for you. When you want to use it you can withdraw it.”
The man leaned across the desk, looking suspiciously at the banker, and asked, “What you got for collateral?”
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Federally subsidized flood insurance program needs to be killed! (a link)

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Bayou Renaissance Man: THIS is why the Federally subsidized flood insurance program needs to be killed!
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Monday Memes

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Sunday, September 17, 2017

The Best Gift That You Can Give Your Kids (a link)

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http://www.afa.net/the-stand/faith/2017/09/the-greatest-gift-you-can-give-your-children/
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Sunday Night Memes

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The Total Fraud Of Wind Power (a link)

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http://rightalerts.com/the-utterly-complete-and-total-fraud-of-wind-power/
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Red Cross Almost As Corrupt As The Clintons! (a link)

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http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2015/06/04/red-cross-haiti-report_n_7511080.html
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So It Ain't Decorative, Huh? (a link)

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https://www.youngcons.com/hobby-lobbys-offensive-decoration-goes-crazy-viral-92k-facebook-reactions-rapidly-climbing/?ref=FacebookPost

That's strange; they use cattail heads and water chinquapin heads for decoration!
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"You Have Been Warned" (from Facebook)

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H/T Barbara
Bill Brugman shares his thoughts on America: "You Have Been Warned"
"Simply because I am 75 I am witness to things and have first person knowledge of things most Americans don’t. I was 18 in 1960. My father was born in 1914 and joined the Navy in 1932 and retired a Lt. Commander in 1957 when I was 15. My grandfather was born in 1885 and was a cattle rancher in South Dakota until the crash of 1929. I met him in 1952, the same year President Eisenhower and I locked eyes and he waved at me. My father was a story teller so I know the history of my family and certainly my own history. I am a witness to the Old America.

It was an America where God wasn't taken for granted, marriage until death, working Dads and housewife moms and respectful children were the norm. Divorce, unwed marriages, homosexuality, drug use and alcoholism were shameful. It happened but it wasn’t celebrated. By the end of high school boys could fix engines and bicycles, paint the house, tend to animals and little kids, do household chores, read and write and do math and were outside playing sports or exploring or fishing or hunting or swimming all day long. The girls were usually right behind us but they also knew how to sew and cook.
Families went to church on Sunday, or to the park or to a ball game or to the beach together. Boys either went to work, went to college or signed up but they left home when they finished high school. We got married young and had kids.

My kids don’t know this world and to my grandkids it must seem like the old west seemed to me. A distant time never to be like that again. The old west changed because of the Industrial revolution but my Old America changed for another reason and it began around 1960, which is why I mentioned that date. I was old enough to know both worlds. My world growing to be a young man and today’s world. My world changed for one reason and one reason only. The Bolshevik communist revolution in Russia in 1917 finally reached our shores in full strength and after Kennedy was murdered these communists gained a stronghold and ultimately took over the media industry, the entertainment industry, the university system and our federal government. Progressive secular humanism (communist atheism in which the STATE is supreme) has eliminated God from our culture and attacked the family with the end result being an explosion of sexual perversion, unwed marriage, single mothers, infant sacrifice for convenience, welfare, section 8 housing projects, food stamps, illegal immigration, gang controlled inner cities, sexually transmitted disease, Muslim terrorism, working mothers, rampant drug addiction, alcoholism, suicide, depression, murder, rape, rioting, looting, political corruption, over regulation, taxation a militarization of police and a feminization of the military. The people who were demonstrating against our country as communists as young people when I was working and raising kids were Eric Holder, Hillary Clinton, Bill Ayers, Bill Clinton, Barak Obama and his entire family and cabinet and their supporters. They are communist traitorous enemies of our constitutional republic and should be tried for treason and hung. They were aided and abetted by greedy industrialist oligarchs like the Bushes and Rockefellers. Reagan was a speed bump for them and Trump is a big problem for them.

But if you think the election has stalled them or even slowed them down, think again. This is the movement talked about in the Bible. It is the godless, atheistic movement seeking a world government with total control over all private property, the environment and the demographics of the world population. They will be seeking a uniform economic system with a one world digital currency, universal medical care with rationed care for the elderly and marginal members of society, a one world religion in which humans are worshipped as the caretakers of mother earth, and a world military with total martial control.

Conspiracy? Give me a break! I have spent 57 years watching a DIRECT move in this direction ever since Khrushchev said he would take us from within. Nonstop. With each new democratic (communist) administration it gets worse. Starting with the Lyndon Baines Johnson. JFK was the last democratic patriot. Jimmy Carter was simply a bumbling fool. But with Clinton, that’s when the communist revolution got rolling like a boulder going downhill. By the time Obama pulled the wool over our eyes we were sheep being led to slaughter.

I have the hope that the United States of America will be the bastion of Christianity that stands to the very end. The Bible alludes to this. We already are that last hope. If the US falls to communism, Christianity will perish. Those who remain will be hunted down, marginalized, imprisoned and executed for refusing to renounce Christ in order to partake of the digital currency necessary to buy food, clothing, medicine, transportation and housing. If you people who aren’t Christians think this brave new utopia you are being sold is going to be a picnic, you are in for the shock of your life. My generation will be gone soon and we are the only people you can trust because we saw the way it used to be with our own eyes and watched as they forced this new atheistic world down your throats. You won’t be able to trust schools, film, books or the media to tell you the truth because they are re-writing history as I write this. That’s what the Marxists did in Russia, China, Cuba, Vietnam, North Korea and Eastern Europe and they’re doing it here. You have been warned."
HT~Lisa
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