Category: Life

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

Salvation Army

The Weather Channel

…good guy.

Beautiful.

Water, Water Everywhere

And more on the way.

And heroes EVERYWHERE.

“Dunkirk on the Bayou”

It looks like Katrina. Empty boat trailers on an INTERSTATE. Folks who just drove up on their own and launched to go help save folks.

Lord, how I LOVE this country and the incredible people who live here.

Our thoughts and prayers are with Texas: the folks in Harvey-hit areas like Rockport and Victoria, and poor Houston, Galveston and Dickinson, who are drowning in the aftermath.

Love out to our precious Julie, Sharon and everyone in harm’s way.

If you can give, we always recommend the Salvation Army. From personal experience, we know they are the first in and damn sure the last to leave.

Filed Under: “It’s NOT FAIR!!!”

I offer up THIS little gem about a couple of young, on-the-ball San Franciscans who jumped on a good deal when they saw it.

Rich SF residents get a shock: Someone bought their street

Thanks to a little-noticed auction sale, a South Bay couple are the proud owners of one of the most exclusive streets in San Francisco — and they’re looking for ways to make their purchase pay.

Tina Lam and Michael Cheng snatched up Presidio Terrace — the block-long, private oval street lined by 35 megamillion-dollar mansions — for $90,000 and change in a city-run auction stemming from an unpaid tax bill. They outlasted several other bidders.

Now they’re looking to cash in — maybe by charging the residents of those mansions to park on their own private street.

Those residents value their privacy — and their exclusivity. Past homeowners have included Sen. Dianne Feinstein and her financier husband, Richard Blum; House Democratic leader Nancy Pelosi; and the late Mayor Joseph Alioto. A guard is stationed round the clock at the stone-gate entrance to the street to keep the curious away.

So imagine the residents’ surprise when San Jose residents Cheng and Lam wound up with the street, its sidewalks and every other bit of “common ground” in the private development that has been managed by the homeowners since at least 1905. That includes a string of well-coiffed garden islands, palm trees and other greenery that enhance the gated and guarded community at the end of Washington Street, just off Arguello Boulevard and down the hill from the Presidio.

“We just got lucky,”said Cheng, a real estate investor.

Of course, once said bazillionaires realized their paltry, neglected tax bill had suddenly become someone else’s taxable property, it was TWO. YEARS. LATER.

Nothing like being on-the-ball.

So they’re suing. Of course. The city to vacate the sale, the kids to stop them from reselling to another buyer (it might “complicate” them getting the tax case dismissed), etc. ad nauseum.

Do you think for two seconds you could sue one of them TWO YEARS LATER if they bought your property because of an unsatisfied tax lien? Oh, HAY-YULL no. You’d be laughed out of court, if they even let you file.

So. Smile while you read this.

Not Only Is Pensacola America’s FIRST Settlement

…we were also the BIGGEST.

…That makes the Luna Settlement, known as Santa Maria de Ochuse, larger than St. Augustine when it was first established in 1565; and it was bigger than Santa Elena when it was initially established in 1566 on the coast of South Carolina.

“That’s because Luna brought 1500 colonist, whereas St. Augustine and Santa Elena had something on the order of 300-600 settlers(at first),” said Worth in reference to the initial size of those colonies.

“So, we had the largest settlement at the time. Therefore, we have the largest archaeological site of the 16th Century Spanish Colonial era here, which really puts it on the map.”…

SO take THAT…well…EVERYBODY, lol!

Happy BIRTHDAY, Crusader!!!

The youngest of the Swilling siblings continues to amaze and appall the world, followed by his legions of rabid fans, who recognize him in spite of his identity concealment attempts.

We were mobbed shortly after I took this photo…

(Pretty sure it was the slammin’ sneaks…)
It’s hard being him.

Have a GREAT day, precious baby bro!

Holy SMOKES, This is Powerful

“Ten Reasons Why I Am No Longer a Leftist”

Set aside some time to savor.

And then share.

BeauBeau


…says the air conditioning is fine and he’s perfectly comfortable where he is, thank you for asking. Of course, you’re welcome to take the cat when you leave. Please do.

Cookie?

Happy Finest Holiday on EARTH!!!

Have a great, SAFE Fourth of July!

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Flag Day

For the most beautiful flag in the whole wide world.

Long may she wave.

They Gave So Much

The American Cemetery above Utah Beach, photo taken when we were there in January 2015. It’s American Territory and our boys are all buried facing America. And I’m not ashamed to say I’m sobbing while typing this; it is an amazingly moving place.

Remember

Barrancas National Cemetery is a stunning place in its own right. But on a day like yesterday, with brooding clouds in the background and the light playing through the oaks and then being snuffed out by the building showers, it has a magic and poignancy second to none. Adjacent to our Daddy is the Civil War and Spanish American War section (yes, Barrancas is that old) and today we found sailors from ironclads buried there. Then we stopped by to visit Daddy, Uncle Nat and Aunt Dolly, leave them all some fresh flowers and, all the while, think of our precious, sweet John Perry.


The flags are always so terribly beautiful. And paid for so dearly.

Rainy Banglacola Day

Minding my own business. Door to the store opens, polite young lad comes in.

“Excuse me, ma’am. Did I see online that you all sell Islamic hats? Head caps?”

“Noooo. I’m afraid that wasn’t us. Now, in the fall we sell Barbour watch caps, but that’s as close as we come.”

“Do you know where in town I could find one? I have kind of a formal occasion I’d like to wear it for.”

“I can’t think of anywhere, honestly. Tell you what! Why don’t you just stop and ask at the mosque where they get theirs?”

Pregnant pause.

“Why would I ask the mosque? You can’t think of anyplace?”

Nope. I’m done. Good luck.

Happy 100th Ella

There’s never been anyone better

STRIKING FEAR In CHARLOTTE

WHITE SUPREMACISTS…


…from the Rachel Dolezal school of cultural appropriation and intimidation.

I’m just glad the Charlotte police had the sense to get ALL this out STAT, before the CIS white supremacists had their houses and business attacked again by the outraged non-Dolezal/Sean King race reenactors, because Trump/white privilege. WHEW! Hopefully dodged a non-lethal crowd control projectile of the racially charged type.

Ad Astra and Semper Fi

God speed, John Glenn.

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