Category: Life

Tito Gobbi

I don’t need to say anything else (well, other than Victoria de los Angeles)

Indeed

The 4th of July – God Bless America

!!!Happy Independence Day!!!

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Cherish every single moment and be safe at Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness!

This Is So Spot On

“Children RIPPED FROM THEIR MOTHERS’ ARMS!!!!”

Everything is a lie with these people.

And dad would kinda sorta like his daughter back.

EXCLUSIVE: ‘They’re together and safe: Father of Honduran two-year-old who became the face of family separation crisis reveals daughter was never separated from her mother, but the image of her in tears at U.S. border control ‘broke his heart’

casa de major dad

…lost our Big Handsome last night. Our hearts are just broken and we are shattered.

You all here have watched BeauBeau grow up: shared his adventures, his wisdom and his recoveries from Scottie chomps over these past 13 years. And he enjoyed knowing he made you smile.

Damn, this house seems so empty without his massive, strong, loving presence here.

Oh, man.

Happy Birthday Dear Departed Sweet Boy

We miss you so.

Ebola Explains the Universe

…to the best Dad in the World.

HAPPY FATHER’S DAY to ALL you wonderful guys!

Happy Most Beautiful National Standard on God’s Green Earth Day

Old Glory, indeed.

Remember

At the end of April I had the honor of bearing and raising the colors in a joint march and memorial here in Western Australia for ANZAC day. The holiday was first started to commemorate the loss of more than 60,000 men of the Australian and New Zealander Army Corps during the First World War, later representing a commemorative service for all war dead in the subsequent years with a nationwide dawn service. As the suns sets here in Australia, it’s just starting to ink the horizon of the East coast of the United States with brighter shades and will begin our Memorial Day, like ANZAC day, remembering those who gave their lives that others might live and do so in freedom.

For those of us that have served, the concept of degrees of separation is far less than six to be remembering a missing brother or sister in arms today, even family. For we Americans, regardless of their degrees of separation, today is a day of reflection, of doing the things that our loved ones loved to do, remembering the good times gone by, helping families cope and visiting the lost. Flowers are laid, prayers are said, tears and laughter alike to be had.

Those of us abroad who can’t be home to visit with loved ones or visit the resting place of our family carry our own tributes. It might be a bracelet, a small token, pictures, but it helps. I picked up our flag in April in my own remembrance of not just of our fallen allies, but of our own joint fallen in these last decades of combat, to include the closest thing I have to a little brother. I spent today kayaking and making a haphazard attempt to fish which I know John would have been in tears laughing to watch, because boating and fishing were two things we enjoyed doing as children; things he obviously got far, far better at than me as an adult. In a few hours, instead of raising a flag, I’ll put a beer on the table next to John’s picture since that was the last brew we had together a few years back while I was TDY in Colorado, where he was stationed. After, I’ll sit back and watch Predator, one of our favorite movies growing up and I’ll probably follow that up with Aliens. I’ll call my folks and John’s folks once they get up and we’ll talk about old times and what’s going on now, I’ll send John’s wife and munchkins my love. Coincidentally, today is also my birthday and the irrationality of it all is that if I had a birthday wish it’s for the one thing I really can’t have, outside of old pictures like when we went to Medieval Times as kids for my birthday. I was born four years before John and am thankful for every moment we had, but I’ll be damned if I don’t wish I woke up in my bed in Guam the morning I got the news and it was all just a horrid dream.

Across the globe folks are doing similar things remembering the thousands of other losses in a service to sustaining our way of life. If you have half a chance, I’d ask you attend a memorial today, be a part of that national tribute to those that went before us. It doesn’t particularly matter if you don’t know someone who’s been taken in service of our Nation, you’re a tribute to their passage because you are walking, talking example of what that sacrifice was meant to preserve: you are an American.

Love you and miss you brother.

~ Ebola





Cinderella

…came to PLAY.

A School Walkout to Get Behind

A group of students from Rockledge High School in Brevard County briefly walked out of class Friday to show their support for the Second Amendment.

About 75 students, according to a head count by school administrators, walked onto the school’s track carrying the American flag and signs that said “guns don’t kill people, people kill people” and “I support the right to bear arms.” The event lasted about 20 minutes and then students returned to class.

Well DONE, kiddos!! And I want one of those t-shirts:

Deaton — who was wearing a T-shirt that read, “my rights don’t end where your feelings begin” — said the event was meant to clear misconceptions about the Second Amendment, not support or oppose any particular political stances.

Going Against the Current Emotionally Driven Narrative

with facts.

Schools are safer than they were in the 90s, and school shootings are not more common than they used to be, researchers say

“This is not an epidemic”
Mass school shootings are incredibly rare events. In research publishing later this year, Fox and doctoral student Emma Fridel found that on average, mass murders occur between 20 and 30 times per year, and about one of those incidents on average takes place at a school.

Tons of info, facts, and figures to go into battle with the tears and fears crowd.

Today’s Lesson in Kinetic Energy, Wounding and Firearm Caliber

…brought to you by the estimable Sen Dianne Feinstein of CA.

Now, take this knowledge and go CHANGE THE WORLD!

Until next time: ths, signing out.

How About Something Cheerful?

You think you can outrun the police puppy?

You can’t outrun the police puppy.

Now, back to Tide Pod eating, holding hands on hot stove elements and why TEENAGERS should vote…NOT.

Have these people not noticed eighTEEN year olds voting is tragic enough these days?
#Doom

The Mote In The Eye

Reeeeeeaaaallllly blocks the vision sometimes

Our encounter changed the day for me. While I tried to dive back into my liberal podcast, my mind kept being pulled back to the gas station. I couldn’t stop thinking about the man who called himself a “redneck” who came to our rescue. I sized him up as a Trump voter, just as he likely drew inferences from my Prius and RESIST sticker. But for a moment, we were just two people and the exchange was kindness (his) and gratitude (mine).

As I drove home, I felt the full extent to which Trump has actually diminished my own desire to be kind. He is keeping me so outraged that I hold ill will toward others on a daily basis. Trump is not just ruining our nation, he is ruining me. By the end of the drive, I felt heartbroken.

Each Time I Hear Something From This Guy

He makes more and more sense

In his new book, 12 Rules for Life: An Antidote to Chaos, Peterson draws on everything from neuroscience to the Old Testament to his well-known controversial views

I actually bought the book after I saw his demolishing of that interviewer last week; I haven’t cracked it open yet, as I have a 2,000 page biography of Churchill to get through…

May You Find Peace

On this holy, holy night.

Merry Christmas

From OUR house: pure, unadulterated Christmas Eve joy via BeauBeau and Yoda to share.

God bless you, every one.

Jeez

You just want to eat him up.

We Are MOST Thankful

Have a terrific Thanksgiving, you all.

Old Dogs

Makes me smile when somebody feels perky enough to attempt a couch climb and his half-shot, crippled old back legs actually get him there.

We love this old gentleman with all our hearts.

A late, very happy #NationalBlackDogDay to you all.

This Made Me Cry

Dammit. Still sniffling.

How Florida says “Thank you.”

And I’ll add, “God BLESS you, EVERY one.

#Merica

Bigger Than Dunkirk

And faster.

God bless AMERICANS.

I-10 Outside of Beaumont

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