Archive for the ‘rants’ category

CALL ME A ASS

January 26, 2013

Alright just call me a ass. I don’t care . If you say any thing against someone ‘s hero you must be a a ass in this country.

I just read were they are trying to name a Mississippi River bridge after Stan Musial. I have nothing against Stan. If they wanted to name a ball park after him great. A bridge is stupid. Most likely the only thing this guys knows about bridges. They keep you from getting wet.

I live out side of Jackson, MS. They just spent a couple of million dollars to rename the Jackson airport. Wiley Medgar Evers airport. Oh let me back up. They original spent two million to name it Medgar Evers airport. Someone got their feeling hurt because they didn’t place his first name on it so the changed it again. Most people didn’t even know his first name was Wiley.

As for as I know Mr. Evers knew nothing about flying or like me cared nothing about it. He was local civil rights leader. Because of this a few people felt like he should have a airport named after him. Forget anyone connected to flying.

There are several libraries in Jackson. The main one is named after Eudora Welty. A home girl that became world famous. Most of the others are name after civil rights leaders. None of which were great readers or writers as for as I know.

In my opinion we all pay taxes so in all fairness nothing should be named after any body that hasn’t been dead for at least one hundred years. That way the tax payers aren’t paying for someone’s cousin that gave someone some money or helped them out in life.

Like I started, call me a ass. Still that is how I feel.

OBAMA CARE THE OTHER SIDE

January 21, 2013

Before you even try to read this I would like to make one single request.

Forget the fact that you like or hate Obama. Also, please forget what you think of the congress or the supreme court. This would be a hard thing for me to do. Simply, because I think they all should be thrown out on their ear and new people put in their place. I understand this will not happen in my life time.

With this said I will get into the meat of the subject.

The only two insurances that I know at the moment the government has full control over is disability social security and medicare. Even the lateral is often ran through large companies.

Now think about this not from the point of not liking or liking some elected official.

I believe you will agree that both disability and medicaid-medicare are screwed ups. Medicare and medicaid are two huge black holes that pay out millions in fraudulent claims. Have you ever heard one policy holder talk about how great it is.

How about this. A insurance company with a do-nut hole. You are trying to decide where to eat dog food or pay for your deductibles when you run out of insurance for the year. I can’t help but wonder what someone 19 year old on welfare would do if they got shorted their November and December checks.

Now, how many people have you ever known that didn’t have to hire a lawyer to get their disability started. At least 75% win at their first hearing. Another words this company if in the public sector would be known a s a bad pay company and would soon be out of business.

To quote Nancy Pelosi, “”We just have to pass it to read it.”

What if Blue Cross said, You just got to pay the premium a few months before we tell you what is covered.

It shouldn’t be refereed to as Obama Care. It should be called Government Care. A lot of people might take a closer look

5 surgeons

January 19, 2013

I have read this before but I just had to pass it along.

Five surgeons from big cities are discussing who makes the Best
patients to operate on.

The first surgeon, from New York, says, ‘I like to see accountants
on my operating table because when you open them up, everything
inside is numbered.’

The second, from Chicago, responds, ‘Yeah, but you should try
electricians! Everything inside them is color coded.’

The third surgeon, from Dallas, says, ‘No, I really think librarians
are the best, everything inside them is in alphabetical order.’

The fourth surgeon, from Los Angeles chimes in: ‘You know, I like
construction workers…Those guys always understand when you have
a few parts left over.’

But the fifth surgeon, from Washington , DC shut them all up when
he observed: ‘You’re all wrong. Politicians are the easiest to operate on.
There’s no guts, no heart, no balls, no brains, and no spine..
Plus, the head and the ass are interchangeable.’

Memas

December 21, 2012

I think it is time we call Christmas, Memas. Lets face the truth. When Old Blue Eyes said I want it my way he was ahead of his time.

 

Today we both want and demand it our way. When growing up, I made a list of what you wanted for Christmas.

 

Mama  smiled, We’ll see what Santa thinks.” When you walked out the room she threw the list in the trash and got you what she could afford.

 

When you looked under the tree you forgot about what you ask for and was over joyed with what you received. Today people ask for money or cards where they can get what they want. They call ahead and let you know what they expect for Christmas dinner.

 

Can you imagine telling your grandmother what you would and wouldn’t eat.

 

Now take it to the next step. In our city the mayor decided to call the Christmas parade a mid-winter parade. One atheist said he refused to watch anything that had Christ in it.

 

I wrote the mayor and said I did liked the name and that I actually paid taxes. He somehow found out that I was a W.A.S.P. and didn’t take my request seriously. In case you don’t know what a wasp is. White Anglo-Saxon Protestant.

 

Then there are governors that say I like the name winter tree better so the rest of you can suck a lemon.

 

The president the congress and the senate all say me, me, me. Screw all of you tax payers. Don’t bother to tell me one side or the other is right. They are wrong and can’t any of them speak a whole sentence without using me or I.

 

You can’t get rid of your family but I just can’t understand why we keep reelecting these idiots.

 

If I don’t write again, have a Merry Christmas. Yes I said it and I mean it. If you don’t like it, don’t except it.

 

One last thing, are any of you allowing your children to set in the Mid Winter Man’s lap. Even sounds freaky doesn’t it.

 

 

 mother,

Christmas Love Notes

December 18, 2012

I am not much on sharing my personal life on the blog. Today I feel in the Christmas spirit so I will.

 

Hi Sweetheart, 

I am sorry about getting into an argument about putting up the Holiday lights.  I guess that sometimes I feel like you are pushing me too hard when you want something.  I realize that I was wrong and I am apologizing for being such a hard-headed guy.  All I want is for you to be happy and be able to enjoy the holiday season.  Nothing brightens the holidayspirit like holiday lights!  I took the time to hang the lights for you today; and now I will be off to the hockey rink. 

Again, I am very sorry for the way I acted yesterday.  I’ll be home later. 

Love you 

gary
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Her response -
   

Hi Honey, 
 
Thank you for that heart-felt apology.  I don’t often get an apology from you, and I truly appreciate it.
  I, too, felt bad about the argument and wanted to apologize.  I realize that I can sometimes be a little pushy.  I will try to respect your feelings from now on.  Thank you for taking the time to hang the holiday lights for me.  It really means a lot.  In the spirit of giving, I washed your truck for you; and now I am off to the mall. 

I love you too! 

Pam
 
 
 
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My Yesterdays

November 21, 2012

Maybe it is age or maybe there is something in some of us that simply makes us different. In my family I am the different one.

 

My wife and kids, even my grandchildren seem to have no interest in yesterday. They only want to know about today and sometimes tomorrow.

 

My bucket list and my wife’s are to totally different things. My wife’s is more typical. She wants to visit far away places and see new things. I to share many of those same desires. Still, I have a bigger bucket I suppose. I want to stand where Willie Morris stood and wrote. I want to go up the road a piece to see his grave and then by his old home and perhaps by where his grand parents once lived. I want to retrace some of the steps I took as a kid.

 

I have no interest in reliving the past. Yet I have a burning desire to at least visit it. Maybe I am too sentimental for my own good.

 

Some people take their past and pack it neatly away. Me, my yesterdays, today and tomorrows are all weaved in the same moment

 

Hope everyone has a great Thanksgiving. If you think about it and have a second. Remember one from years gone by that was really special to you. Memories are God’s gift. Hold on to them as long as possible.

 

Write them down then when you grow old and the shadows begin to cross your mind you can read them and remember all over again. They will be like gifts. Just think of the excitement they will bring to you.

Thanksgiving Poem

November 17, 2012

As crazy as the world is today we may not be around come Thanksgiving. I will go ahead and post this one just a little early and not take the chance.

Suppose the gobbler said to his hen?

Go out and chop the old man’s head off.

You know the one with the flowing beard.

The fat one that is strutting around so weird.

I want you to cook him golden tan.

Make sure there is lots of juice in the pan.

 Silly me, you know how I like my man.

Suppose the hen said to the gobbler?

Dear, I invited Bambi for dinner.

Oh great Honey, Thanksgiving wouldn’t be the same without her.

What if Bambi had a gun?

Would all the hunters run?

What if the turkey had an axe?

Would you possibly wax?

Happy holidays

 

 

 

No Texting Please

November 12, 2012

Times sure have changed. My wife and I took my grandson out to a fairly nice restaurant the other night. It was a hibachi grill. Everyone sat around and talked and watched the chief.

Not really, that is how it would have happened a few years ago. This time my wife and I talked while everyone else at the table played on their phone. I mean everyone.

I don’t even know why the poor chief went to the trouble of doing all the tricks with the knives and spatchlers. Besides Pam and myself, no one else looked up.

When the food was placed on the plates most had to finish their texting before they could even eat.

I suppose I am getting old but whatever happen to talking to the person you are with?

I have a question. When I was in my teens, we went parking. This meant finding a secluded place and fog up some windows. What do they do now? Text someone else and talk about romance.

I agree with Einstein. You will see his comment in the last photo.




NEW AGE COCK ROACH

November 7, 2012


Since I was a little boy, I have heard that a nuclear bomb could wipe out of all life on this planet. That is all life but the cockroach.

I believe in the next four to ten-year life in the United States is going to evaporate. At least to the sense you will no longer recognize it.

It would be easy to blame all this on Obama. The truth is he doesn’t have that much power. We are a divided country that is involved in wars all over the world. Our economy is on the verge of crashing and grows closer to that each month.

No matter who is in office, there is a grid-lock. Nothing ever gets done except our representatives and few of their friends get richer.

Do you know who are the cock roaches that survive this political nuclear bomb are?

I know a half-dozen. They are blanketed against the most political turmoil.

Here is a profile of this new-age cock roach.

They have jobs. They work when they can find work and then only if it doesn’t interfere with their hunting or other enjoyments.

They normally don’t have a drivers license. Their last wreck or DUI took care of that.

They have the title to their old car or truck. They often got it by working for it or trading something they owned of value. Their modest home is normally rented and paid for in cash each week. Their addresses change two or three times a year.

Some do some don’t, but many commit petty larceny for pocket-money and emergency spending.

They draw no government check nor do they ever pay any taxes.

They have pay as you go phones. They don’t own a computer or even an email address.

They never spend more than they can earn or steal. The utility bill deposit is often in their dog’s name. They don’t register to vote. This means no jury duty. They live on the fringes of society.

Watch this group grow by leaps and bounds over the next few years. This leaves the rich to take care of the poor and the politicians to rob everyone blind. However, this group will survive. They are the new-age cock roaches. The odd thing there are everywhere, and most people don’t even see them.

I Voted Today

November 6, 2012

 

I am sure some people have died in battle just where we can vote. My hat is off to those people. I have nothing against patriotism.

My granddaddy fought in World War I. My uncle fought in World War II. I was drafted and served between 1969 and 1971. My son-n-law is an Air force guard pilot and has landed in every area of the world that there has been combat for the last six or seven years.

I have yet heard anyone say, “I served my country in order for people to vote.” I think patriotism for the most of us is simply doing what is correct. For me, it was doing what someone else thought was right. I certainly never agreed with the war, still don’t after all these years.

Now, I got that out of my system, I will continue. I have voted every election since turning of age. I have voted with a pencil and a ballot. I have voted on machines where you turned small knobs. I remember voting on a machine once when you were through you pulled a large lever that looked like a slot machine. Like most people I now vote on a computer screen with a Popsicle stick.

Still, throughout all my voting experiences I have only twice voted for someone I thought would do a good job. All the other times I simply voted against someone.

When Ross Perot ran I voted for him because I liked him. I voted for him both times. A wasted vote, you might say. Most likely, still it felt good those two times not to vote for what I considered the least of two evils.

Today I felt these were my choices. Vote for the devil I know or vote for the devil I don’t. It is no one’s business which I voted for.

To me, it would be a slap in the face to all those people who have died that gave me the right to vote. It doesn’t matter that most of them wasn’t even old enough to vote themselves or most likely didn’t care or understood the voting process.

I honor them with my vote because they died doing what they thought was right.

When my children were old enough to vote, I said, ” No votey,no complainy.”

I still say that.


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