Wednesday, May 31, 2006

This is my dog Tig

He's my real best friend, he don't ask for much. He lives for sausage and getting his head scratched. I kind of like sausage and scratchin' myself. He doesn't really like very many people, that's ok with me, cause I don't either. He's the real boss of the house, what's mine is his, and if I'm eating something he's got to be eating too, both my dogs do. He played out in the rain today so of course he had to come in and dry off on my bed. he gives me a lot of pleasure and I wish I could treat other people the way I treat him. I never get mad at him, I always take his side and he always comes first. When ever I am mad or just in a bad mood, he helps calms me down.

He does have a back leg that bothers him sometimes, it may be arthtitis, if he sleeps on it wrong he gets up and limps for a while and has a little trouble jumping. I sometimes wonder if someone has kicked him. He's not the friendliest dog by no means, but he loves me and treats me good, he never gets mad at me and is always on my side. If someone did kick him and I found out about it, I'm afraid that someone would get a visit in the middle of the night, it wouldn't be a social call and it would probably get quite ugly real quick.

They use to say a human year to a dog was seven years to one. Now experts say that has changed due to the fact that people and dogs live longer. Now they say physically that the first two years of a dogs life are equal to ten years each and then every year after that is equal to five. So a three year old dog is really twentyfive. Tigg, the best I can figure (because I don't know how old he was when he got me) is close to thirty or thirtyfive (3 or 4 years old) he's pretty healthy and he's an easy keeper (low maintenance) he should live another six or eight years with any luck. I don't even want to think about life without him. I think the life span of a dog shows that God does love Dogs (and all animals, even cats) The normal way of things is that the man outlives the dog, maybe breaking the man's heart for a time but he is strong and will get on and get over it (he may never own another dog again) but it teaches him about life. What would be worse is if the man should go first and break the heart of the dog. I wouldn't wish that on anyone, let alone a dog, my dog. I would never want him (or them, I have two dogs) to miss me or be treated bad by someone else. That's probably why children are supposed to outlive the parents, a child is strong and can get by, and get on with it. A parent should never go though the heart break of losing a child, it's just not right, I may be a little selfish on this thought, but that's just the way it is. Loving is a Hard Thing. Being Loved is Sometimes Even Harder. I tried to load a picture of my other dog Dutchy but the Blog Monster wouldn't let me, she's more Emily's dog anyway but she has a big piece of my heart too. Any day that you love a dog (or cat) and they love you back, is a good day. I Hope You Have A Good Day.

Tuesday, May 30, 2006

The Medicine Wheel
(part IV)

The North - Uhyvdlv

The north, represented by the wonderful relaxing bluish colors of the snow while Mother Earth rests, brings us to the area/time of our lives where we should start developing our mentality, our knowledge, and start leaving behind the physical desires. These are our adult years. And this is where wisdom first begins, though not in completeness, and actually not even touching any more than the surface! This is where we begin to learn and apply what we have learned and then begin to share our lessons in life with others, teaching them our own lessons in life to help them with their paths. This is where we first become "relaxed" with ourselves, to stop chasing obscure things, to begin to realize what our true purpose in life is to be and start applying it to our lives.

It is at this time of life, you should give your body a rest, yet remembering there is still a balance to maintain, but here you should focus on developing your mind with as much enthusiasm as you did your mind over matter." But you must first develop your mind enough to know what you can and cannot control. There is so much more to learn in this world besides how to always be on top, how to look and perform our best according to others' expectations, and other such trivial ideas.

We must learn in this particular time of our life how to balance the natural, physical and mental point in our own life and still yet start building on the next cycle, the spiritual. And the mental part is essential, just as physical health learned in the west, and the purity learned in the south. And all this is still in unity with the spiritual aspect of ourselves. This is where we learn to think and reason for ourselves, not depending on others to tell us how "this is" and how "that was", but to see it for ourselves and learn our own lessons from what "we" have seen. Of course, we are to learn from our elders and these lessons should always be kept close to our hearts and taken from, but we need to exercise our own minds, learning how to think for ourselves, in case of situations in which we have no one to give us help through the problems. And to learn how to focus on the Creator to give us answers.

By P.O.D.

Everyday is a new day
I'm thankful for
Every breath I take
I won't take it for granted
So I learn from my mistakes
It's beyond my control
Sometimes it's best to let go
Whatever happens
In this lifetime
So I trust in love
You have given me
Peace of mind
I feel so alive
For the very first time
I can't deny you
I feel so alive
I feel so alive
For the very first time
And I think I can fly

Sunshine upon my face
A new song for me to sing
Tell the world

How I feel inside
Even though it might
Cost me everything
Now that I know this
So beyond, I can't hold this
I can never
Turn my back away
Now that I've seen you
I can never look away

Repeat chorus

Now that I know you
(I could never
Turn my back away)
Now that I see you
(I could never look away)
Now that I know you
(I could never
Turn my back away)
Now that I see you
(I believe no matter
What they say)

Repeat chorus twice


Monday, May 29, 2006

Arlington National Cemetery
Civil War Section 1861 - 1865

American Flag

Confederate Battle Flag
Oklahoma State Flag

Cherokee Nation Flag

Memorial Day ~ 5 . 29 . 06 ~ Lest We Forget

Oh, I Wish I was in Dixie...

Well my friends it has happened at last, Memorial Day got him all worked up and Captain Montanus refused to take his medication and declared war on the Northern Aggressors once again. He was last seen this morning mounted on his trusty steed “Spartacus” and headed in the direction of the Capitol to wage his coup on the Whitehouse. The proper authorities have been notified, with any luck Captain Montanus should be in custody and locked back up in the Booby Hatch by nightfall. We are all just thankful that he did not get his hands on a cannon like he wanted. Hopefully after a short stay and a complete adjustment of his medications, he will be released back into the care of his loved ones. Lets all wish the Captain a speedy recovery and the best of mental health in the future.

Sunday, May 28, 2006

"The Beginning To The End"
(hi-a a-ni-gi-s-di hi-a u-li-s-dv)
At first we stood our ground
It was our ground to stand
We stood against a new enemy
A new kind of man
We stood for our families
We stood for our people
We stood as long as we could
We stood till it did no good
We watched our fathers die
We watched our children cry
We had our families run and hide
We tried to fight but most of us died
We couldn’t stay any longer
The white man was much stronger
The time came when we to had to run
We could not win against his gun
We moved to a strange new place
We left to try and save our race
A thousand years my people had lived well
In the end we just couldn’t live in the white man’s Hell

Saturday, May 27, 2006

Something Is Wrong...

For some unknown reason, I feel pretty good today. I wish it would hurry up and stop, I'm not used to it and it's buggin' the H**L outa' me!

(i probably shouldn't joke about it, i'll more than likely get my wish pretty soon)

Back 'er on up Cletus... back 'er on up!

They say that 90% of Americans say, "Oh Shit" when they see that they are going to have a car wreck. The other 10% are from Oklahoma and say, "Dude... hold my beer, and check this shit out!"
Somebody Said They Wanted To See What I Looked Like...

A Few More Things That Might Let It Slip That You're A Redneck:

1. You take your dog for a walk and you both use the same tree.
2. You can entertain yourself for more than an hour with a fly swatter.
3. Your boat has not left the driveway in 15 years.
4. You burn your yard rather than mow it.
5. You think "The Nutcracker" is something you do off the high dive.
6. The Salvation Army declines your furniture.
7. You offer to give someone the shirt off your back and they don't want it.
8. You have the local taxidermist on speed dial.
9. You come back from the dump with more than you took.
10. You keep a can of Raid on the kitchen table.
11. Your wife can climb a tree faster than your cat.
12. Your grandmother has "Ammo" on her Christmas list.
13. You keep flea and tick soap in the shower.
14. You've been involved in a custody fight over a huntin' dog.
15. You go to the stock car races and don't need a program.
16. You know how many bales of hay your car will hold.
17. You have a rag for a gas cap.
18. Your house doesn't have curtains, but your truck does.
19. You wonder how service stations keep their rest-room's so clean.
20. You can spit without opening your mouth.
21. You consider your license plate personalized because your father made it.
22. Your lifetime goal is to own a fireworks stand.
23. You have a complete set of salad bowls and they all say "Cool Whip" on the side.
24. The biggest city you've ever been to is Wal-Mart.
25. Your working TV sits on top of your non-working TV.
26. You've used your ironing board as a buffet table.
27. A tornado hits your neighborhood and does $100,000 worth of improvements.
28. You've used a toilet brush to scratch your back.
29. You missed your 5th grade graduation because you were on jury duty.
30. You think fast food is hitting a deer at over 50 mph.


Right, Montanus ?

Friday, May 26, 2006

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Thursday, May 25, 2006

2 Maybe 3 Days Left...

This Nurse who has been giving me the shots is a friend of mine. She is doing it as a favor so that I don't have to go to the Indian Hospital every day. She comes by before or after her shift. They've been working her overtime a lot lately, sometimes at the begining of her shift, sometimes at the end. So I don't know exactly when she is coming by. Last night it was a little after Midnight. She called just as I laid down and said she was on her way. I've been up every since she left and I'm about out of steam. I can't complain too much because she is doing it for free, even though I give myself 4 to 6 shots a day, they don't want me to give this one because it's got to be mixed (i've done that before too) it's also just like the shots I give my dogs. But like I said I can't complain much, it's free. I'm struggling to get this out and too make some kind of sense and not too many errors. I'm glad it will be over soon. On another note, my Daughter graduates the eighth grade today. Next year she will be going to the High school, I'll have to be better by then because I will more than likely have to shoot someone and I would like to be able to get away afterwards. Have A Good Day All, I may be back later.

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

I can't even remember how many friggin' days it's been!

I got my shot again last night, it was kind of late but I got it none the less. I havn't been as sick but I've been wore out and I wouldn't fart on a bet. Since they skipped a day or two they're not only gonna' make them up, they're adding a day, so if there is no hitch I oughta' be done by Friday. Then I should be sick for a day followed by two days of the s**ts. Come Monday or Tuesday I should be back to my normal every day pain. Add a fat man and a tree and it'll be just like Christmas, I can hardly wait.

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

The Medicine Wheel
(part III)

The West - Wudeligv

It seems that most culture have the west as being represented as the color black. Black is because of the early teachings of the darkened land. This is where the sun sets.

The west represents our physical life. Our bodies, our competitive urges, the things that become sacred in our lives, and absolutely our "helping others" in every physical means. This should be thought of as our "teenage" or adolescent years in life. This is where we are growing up after discovering the "ways" of the world and trying to become a part of it. And if I may, this is where most of us focus on our physical fitness of our bodies. Also, beauty and ugliness of the physical "skin-deep" theories are gathered in by us as individuals. If we aren't taught correctly before and during this stage in life, these bad things will enter in and have more of an impact on that could disrupt the harmony needed to live a balanced life.

Yet at the same time, the west brings out our competitive nature which is good for us as individuals. It brings on humility in the areas where we don’t excel in, and in reverse, give us a little ego boost where our strengths are. Through this, with an appropriately developed mind, we will learn where to apply ourselves, how best to put ourselves forward in a way that will produce the best results and know what to avoid. For example, not wasting our abilities on a wrong "career" that becomes fruitless and miserable because though we may have wanted to do "this", but through a well-balanced learning and knowing who we are and applying our God-given talent where it was to be put in the first place, we can ultimately focus our physical abilities on where they are best applied, thus being better balanced within ourselves.

At and the same time maintaining a well-balanced nature of life, keeping what we learned/knew from the south in purity, as a child in mind and growing upon that.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ WAR ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Old Chinese Proverb

"War does not determine who is right, war determine who is left"

Monday, May 22, 2006

Day five...

And it still ain't gettin' any better. Oh yeah... I feel pooky.

Saturday, May 20, 2006

Day Three…

I got my shot early today, Ceftriaxone mixed with Lidocaine. The nurse said it shouldn’t bother me but it made me sick again but not as bad as the first day. It seems to last for about half a day. Still, I got nothing for the pain. I feel like crap and can’t hardly concentrate on anything, can’t focus. I’ve had antibiotics that made me sick before but it’s not considered a bad reaction unless there‘s joint pain, tongue swelling, a rash, or that kind of thing. I had to do it for ten days one time and you would have thought I was going through chemo or something. I’ve had a lot of antibiotics over the last twelve years, after a while they don’t work as well and I have to change to something else. It’s the same as with pain pills, if I take them now what will I do when it really gets bad (I love it when they say that, “when it really gets bad”) Living with pain is just my way of life, I try like Hell not to complain or even mention it but some days it’s so bad that’s all I can think of. I sure appreciate everyone’s kind words and wishes. Praying for someone is a pretty nice thing to do. Actually the infection is getting better it looks like, the heat in my legs is going down some. I can’t really think of anything else to say, every time I get a train of thought going I have to go to the bathroom, (about every 20 minutes) I’ve gone twice while writing this. Maybe later I’ll work up something less whiney to write about.

Friday, May 19, 2006

First off: This was not my Nurse....

and the needle below is about half the size of the one she used. i wrote a big long post about a nurse's visit and satan and hitting the bone with the needle. and having one of the roughest nights i've had so far (Blogger ate half of it, so i deleted the rest, it was starting to sound negative anyway). i couldn't sleep, laydown, sit, see, eat, or stand up, i didn't know whether to s**t or go blind. i itch(ed) from head to toe. the dog pissed somewhere and besides the medicine on my legs that stinks like burning butt-crack and tires, it is all that i can smell. did i mention the infection in my legs, it's worse in the left one than in the right (my leg is actually seeping fluid). i take 4 or 5 shots a day but the one i got last night was a b**ch. hitting the bone is not a good thing. i'm making no
sense but i'm kind of twisted right now. a combination of pain, blured vision, burning legs, itching, and knowing i have to get that same shot everyday for the next 6 days is a real friggin' hoot. i need some music in the worst way. the only thing i know is that it's gonna be alright, it always is eventually.

(BTW, it's all Montanus' fault, he had to mention going to the doctor and that must have put the voo-doo whamey on me.)

i've been trying to post this and more for about 3 hours but it just won't work. i tried last night for about 3 hours also, every time i would hit "Publish" half my s**t would disa-friggin-pear. i've had about all i can stand of Blogger! i need to shoot something and throw it on the grill, since i can't do that right now maybe some Oreos will take the edge off. i hope this is not setting the mood for the rest of my weekend, and i hope all of you have a good one. peace.

Thursday, May 18, 2006

A tag from Xmichra’s Blog…

This how it works: Comment on this entry and I will give you a letter. Write ten words beginning with that letter in your journal, including an explanation of what the word means to you and why, and then pass out letters to those who want to play along.

The sweet and wonderful Xmichra was kind enough to give me the letter “Q”, she is a real “Peach” yes in deed. (I should be more careful of what I say)

Quarter - The Oklahoma State Quarter comes out in 2008, I submitted a design for it to the State Department.

Quim - An English slang term for vagina. I heard it on the movie “Rob Roy”, “a wee bit o’ quim in the morning”

Quebec - A Province of Canada (Canada - a country where mean girls come from, ha ha ha!)

Quality - The type of love makin’ I provide to the Ladies. (no brag, it’s just a fact)

Queer - Something odd, or strange (I don’t like it when the word is associated with homosexuals)

Quiet - A luxury, something that should be practiced and appreciated. (it was important in most “Native American” cultures, it could mean the difference between life and death when hiding from the white man)

Quirt - John Wayne’s character’s first name in the movie “Angel and the Badman” it was “Quirt Evans”. It is also something to quicken the step of an Equine or a Feisty Female.

Quail - Good eatin’ but you have to shoot a butt-load and they are a b**ch to clean. (oh yeah, it’s a small ground bird that will jump up in front of you when you are walking in the woods and it'll make you s**t yourself)

Quantum Physics - The theory that reality is actually the result of an aggregation of observations. (what did you think I would say, that it is a line of fishing equipment made by Zebco?)

Quicksand - Mud, sand, water, and roots. What it feels like I am trying to walk in most of the time.

Whiskey In The Jar-o

(Traditional Lyrics as recorded by “Metallica”)
(Earlier recorded by “Thin Lizzy”)
(And even earlier by “The Dubliners”)

As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains.
I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'.
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier.
I said stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya.

I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny.
I took all of his money and I brought it home to Molly.
She swore that she loved me, never would she leave me.
But the devil take that woman, yeah for you know she tricked me easy.

Musha ring dum a do dum a da.
Whack for my daddy-o,
Whack for my daddy-o.
There's whiskey in the jar-o.

Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber.
Takin' money with me and I never knew the danger.
For about six or maybe seven, yeah in walks Captain Farrell.
I jumped up, fired my pistols and I shot him with both barrels.

Musha ring dum a do dum a da.
Whack for my daddy-o,
Whack for my daddy-o.
There's whiskey in the jar-o.

Now some men like the fishin' some men like the fowlin',
Some men like ta hear, ta hear the cannon ball a roarin'.
Me? I like sleepin' especially in my Molly's chamber.
But here I am in prison, here I am with ball and chain, yeah.

Musha ring dum a do dum a da.
Whack for my daddy-o,
Whack for my daddy-o.
There's whiskey in the jar-o yeah.

Whiskey in the jar-o.

Musha ring dum a do dum a da,
Musha ring dum a do dum a da hey,
Musha ring dum a do dum a da,
Musha ring dum a do dum a da hey,

Garage Inc.

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

In 1972 I was 8 years old...

My family and I were driving from Oklahoma to California. We were on vacation so we didn’t drive straight through, we took the long way as my Dad would call it, so we strayed from beaten path at times. Somewhere along the way in Arizona we stopped on the side of the road to rest and to stretch our legs a bit. We never had much money so when I say we stopped on the side of the road, that's pretty much what we did. I know my Mom told me not to wander off so of course that's the first thing I did. I remember crawling through a fence and walking through the trees and bushes a ways and coming to an enormous canyon, bigger than anything I ever had imagined. I was on the side of it I thought because I was looking across it rather than looking at it from one end or the other. I remember looking down at the fog rising up and I always thought that I was above the clouds. It was a straight drop off and a little scary but I walked to the edge and looked down. Below me and to the sides it was dark because of the shadows created by the depth of the walls. I remember feeling a little unbalanced. I ran back to where my family was and I never told anyone because at the time I thought I would be in trouble. It was probably the farthest in any direction I’d ever seen. You could not see it from the highway as we drove off, I know because that’s all I looked for the rest of the trip. It almost haunted me, I sat quietly and thought about it for quite a ways. There was plenty of mountains and canyons along the way but nothing like that. There were some places where it seemed that the drop off came right up to the side of the highway. I really liked Arizona and New Mexico, I was 10 the last time I was there. I’ve always wondered if it looked, felt, and even smelled the same. I hope my child gets to visit there someday, I would recommend seeing the Grand Canyon, I would imagine it’s worth the time.

Once Again…

I was awake all night long, on the phone, mostly with my sister about a little family problem. Didn’t get in bed until close to the time I normally get up, 4:30AM and then the alarm goes off at 5:00 AM. I just laid there as my kid got up, let the dogs out and started her normal morning routine. I drifted back off to sleep. About 6:00 AM she woke me up to tell me that she was leaving, (that’s a rule we have, if I’m asleep when it’s time for her to leave she wakes me or if I’m asleep when she gets home she wakes me) she asked if I needed anything, I said “no", she then handed me my morning medication with a drink. I took it and ask her what would I do without her and she said “I don’t know but you’d be miserable and sad.” I asked her if she needed anything she said “no” told me she loved me, gave me a kiss, and was on her way. I rolled back over and went back to sleep. But not for long, I had to get up shortly to go pee, and that’s when I noticed that she had put my breakfast next to the computer along with a glass of ice and a bottle of Diet Mt. Dew. It’s just sick how much I love her. It’s gonna be a good day.

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

The Medicine Wheel
(part II)

The South - Uganowv

To start with a more in-depth study of the Cherokee, we need to carefully study every direction represented in the seven directions. I will start with the South as this is the start of every natural life. When we are born, we are born pure, innocent, unaffected by the influences, bad and good, of life. Thus the color white, without blot or blemish. This part represents every creation, not only man. All of nature resides in this area. And this is the area that shows how we should treat nature, all creation, with respect and complete brotherhood. This is the direction we, our spiritual beings born into the flesh. Knowing this, children should be treated with respect, protected and nurtured in the knowledge that it is the children that are closest to knowing the will and ways of the Father. Biblically, Jesus said in Matthew 18 that unless we become as little children, we will never enter into the kingdom of heaven. And if anyone should cause a child to do wrong, they would be better off if they had drowned themselves at that very moment! And again later in the next chapter He says that the kingdom of heaven belongs to children, so don't hinder them! Therefore, this agrees with the Cherokee belief that we are born in innocence and purity at the closest time of our earthly lives to the Father as we have ever been. Children are to be treated with the greatest of respect. And yet it is still our responsibility to teach our children the "rules" of this world, but without beating down their God-given spirit. It is true that each of us are born individuals and that each of us have our own will. And it is up to the parents to help guide this child in this "new" world they've entered in to make their own decisions, yet be open to the Creator's will and purpose for putting us here and not teach them the wrong ways of the world. And here I must note, we should teach our children there such a thing as "right and wrong" according to God, the Father and His teachings. And this is not only Biblical, but historically lived.

Monday, May 15, 2006

Theodore Roosevelt's Ideas on Immigrants and Being an AMERICAN in 1907"

In the first place, we should insist that if the immigrant who comes here in good faith becomes an American and assimilates himself to us, he shall be treated on an exact equality with everyone else, for it is an outrage to discriminate against any such man because of creed, or birthplace, or origin. But this is predicated upon the person's becoming in every facet an American, and nothing but an American... There can be no divided allegiance here. Any man who says he is an American, but something else also, isn't an American at all. We have room for but one flag, the American flag... We have room for but one language here, and that is the English language... and we have room for but one sole loyalty and that is a loyalty to the American people."

Theodore Roosevelt
Colonel in The First United States Volunteer Cavalry during The Spanish - American War
Awarded the Medal Of Honor
26th President of The United States Of America
Collaborator of Various Peace Treaties
1906 Recipient of The Nobel Peace Prize
Author of 35 Books
Over 50 News Paper & Magazine Articles Published
Avid Hunter and Gun Owner
(1858 - 1919)

Sunday, May 14, 2006

Xmichra's MeMe, A to Z (and not a tag… hehe)

Accent: We don’t have those in Oklahoma, you have to go to New York, Virginia, Georgia, Arizona, or maybe even Canada to get those. My Bad -- I'm from Oklahoma, of course I talk like a Hick!

Booze: Yes please, and hurry. Jack Daniels neat, Miller Genuine Draft, Budweiser, or Rattlesnakes. Oh Yeah! Margaritas. My Bad -- Anything above 89 proof will do!

Chore I Hate: Mowing Lawn.

Dogs/Cats: Dogs eat cats (Xmichra can kiss my butt on the “dogs are retarded” remark) My Bad -- Cats ... they make better Tamales!

Essential electronics: Computer, Guitar Tuner, Watch, Alarm Clock (Xmichra - what about “The Rabbit”?) My Bad -- I don't need no stinking Rabbit!

Favorite perfume/cologne: Halston Z-14

Gold/Silver: Gold $700 per oz. I like Silver too.

Hometown: Muskogee, Oklahoma, U.S.A.

I-J-K and L: I made up myself because they were missing.

Illegal Activities: Why?… What have you heard? My Bad -- Domestic Violence... I killed a house cat!

Jobs Had: Carpet Layer, Grocery Store, Carpet Layer, Oil Rig, Auto Parts Store, Machinist, HTS.

Kind of Music: Rock, Metal, Country, Classical. My Bad -- Anything that drowns out the voices!

Last Time I lied: Thursday…(doesn’t ask what about) My Bad -- Letter "E" and letter "I".

Most Admired Trait: Don’t have any. In others I like people who agree with me.

Number of Sexual Partners: Right now, or Lifetime average? Right now: None. Lifetime: If I could count those that would be pathetic now wouldn’t it?… ( 11 ) My Bad -- ( 8 ) I thought anything less than 10 was Sad!

Overnight Hospital Stays: Twice, both times it was for two weeks, pneumonia/congestive heart failure and fluid overload.

Phobias: Anxiety Attacks. Having the wrong ammunition at a bad time. My dog dieing.

Quote: Tons and Tons. Tons from movies. Here’s one or two or three: (but not from movies)

“Tomorrow is the most important thing in life, comes into us at Midnight very clean, it’s perfect when it arrives an it puts itself in our hands, it hopes we learned something from yesterday”
John Wayne ~ (1907 - 1979) ~

“Every normal man must be tempted at times to spit upon his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin splitting throats.”
H.L. Mencken ~ (1880 - 1956) ~

"A joyful heart is good medicine"
Proverbs 17:20-22

Religion: I was born a Cherokee, raised a Baptist, and Baptized a Methodist. I believe in one God, one Creator I take from Christianity and incorporate the beliefs of the Cherokee as much as possible. Always remember, Religion, Faith, and Belief are not all the same.

Siblings: Three Brothers, one older and two younger. One sister, older.

Time I Get Up: Every one and a half to two hours normally. I begin my day around 4:30 to 5:00 AM -- or T-Shirt: Anyone that fits, preferably black.

Unusual talent: I have none, I‘m pretty good at everything I do but great at nothing. I strive to be mediocre.

Vegetable I refuse to eat: Turnips. Sorry... I still hate Turnips

Worst habit: Over Eating. My Big, Big Bad -- Getting Mad, Getting Angry, and Having Fits of Rage. Then comes Over Eating followed by Joking Too Much.

X-rays: Head, Lower Back, (several times) Left Knee, Left Foot, Left Ankle, Right Hand, Left hand, Left Elbow, Right Wrist, and Right Ankle again. Teeth a butt-load of times.

Yummy foods I Like: Please…I have two major food groups: One. Meat -- Two. Salt… ok I guess I have Three. Chocolate. (it was "yummy foods I make" but I changed it to "like" I can make most anything)

Zodiac Sign: Virgo. (Sept. 15th, 1964) Year of the Dragon.

Saturday, May 13, 2006

I like about 6 or 7 Rap songs, and that's stretching it. In the 70's I started listening to Rock n' Roll. One of the first albums I owned was Aerosmith - Toys in the Attic. "Walk this Way" was my favorite song. The first time I heard it by Run DMC and Aerosmith in '86, I liked to have shit, I thought it was the greatest thing ever. I bought a pair of white Adidas because of the video. I never did listen to anymore Rap but I thought it was really a sad day when someone shot Jam Master Jay in 2002. This was the first song I heard this morning when I got out of bed, I've been in a good mood every since.

Walk This Way Remix

(RUN-Muh-F**kin’-D.M.C. & Aerosmith)

[Run D.M.C.]
Now there's a backseat lover
That's always under cover
And I talk til my daddy say
Said you ain't seen nuthin
Til you're down on her muffin
And there's sure to be a change in ways
Now there's a cheer leader
That's a real big pleaser
As far as I can reminisce
But the best thing love it
Was her sister and hercousin
And it started with a little kiss, like this

She starts swingin
With the boys in tune
And her feet just fly up in the air
Singin hey diddle diddle with a kitty in the middle
And they swingin like it just don't care
So I took a big chance
At the high school dance
With a lady who was ready to play
It wasn't me she was foolin
Cause she knew what was she was doin
when she told me how to walk this way

[Chorus: Run-D.M.C. and Aerosmith]
She told me to
Walk this way!
Talk this way!
Walk this way!
Talk this way!
She told me to
Walk this way!
Talk this way!
Walk this way!
Talk this way!
Well just gimme a kiss!
Oooh, a-like this like this!

School girl sleazy
With a classy kind of sassy
Little skirt hangin way up her knee
It was three young ladies
In the school gym locker
And they find they were lookin D
I was high school loser
Never made it with a lady
Til a boy told me somethin I missed
That my next door neighbor
had a daughter had a favor
And I gave the girl just a little kiss, like this

(*Insert Joe Perry’s Classic Guitar Solo Here*)

She starts swingin with the boys in the school
with her feet flyin up in the air
Singing hey diddle diddle with a kitty in the middle
I was swingin like I didn't care
So I took a big chance at the high school dance
With a miss who was ready to play
Wasn't me she was foolin cause she knew what she was doin
when she told me how to walk this way

She told me to
Walk this way!
Talk this way!
Walk this way!
Talk this way!
She told me to

Walk this way!
Talk this way!
Walk this way!
Talk this way!
Well just gimme some head!

(Steven Tyler wigs out a bit here,
then followed by more Joe Perry)

(Featuring Aerosmith)
Raising Hell

Jason "Jam Master Jay" Mizell
-------------------------- "Nurishment" ------------------------
For Diane...
This is the first and only picture of a flower I ever took, Sunday 5.14.06 will be exactly two years since I took it. I was trying out a new camera. I know it's no empty toilet paper roll, but it was the best I could do on short notice. Mornin' Lady, thanks for making me smile.

Friday, May 12, 2006

-----------------------(oklahoma sunrise)-----------------------

This is how I start my day

If I can sleep until 4:50 AM, I do so. Then I get up and pee, wash my face, and brush my teeth. When I finish with that I go straight back to my bedroom and set down at the computer. 5:00 AM, the alarm goes off and my daughter gets up and turns it off. She lets the dogs out and goes to the bathroom ( I assume she pees also) and starts getting ready for school. Usually she lets the dogs back in around 5:15 AM and then gets in the shower. I check my e-mails, delete the spam, check jokes and prayers (a lot of folks send me prayers reminding me that I should start trying to get into heaven) Then I open up the homepage, I read Andy Capp, Garfield and Ziggy (not digging the Ziggy lately, I need to change it) check my yahoo e-mail, delete most of that, then I look at the most e-mailed photos, maybe read about the 1,212 lbs dude from Mexico, check out the local news and the national (don’t spend a lot of time with that) By this time I’m yelling at the kid to get out of the shower. She comes out of the bathroom with 15 towels wrapped around her and continues to get ready for school and fixes my breakfast. 6:00 PM she brings me my breakfast along with something to drink (Diet Mt. Dew) 6:10 she’s out the door and on her way to the bus. I open up my favorites and go to blogs. First one I look at every morning, “a woman of mystery” to see if Di has lost anymore marbles and to check out some of her excellent photography. Then it's on to "living in the woods (addendum)” followed by just plain old, “living in the woods” (is that backwards?) to see if Montanus had to shoot any FBI Ninjas stalking the encampment during the night. If all is quiet there I precede to “Xmichra” to see what the song of the day is, Billy, Dennis, or Elvis. And to check on any new photos of her life in the great white north. If she has not called me a “Spaz” or needs to explain something to me I move on to “The New York Hack” that was the first blog I started reading, but she has been neglecting it some lately (ever since she got the book deal) see if she’s updated anything or not. And then it’s to the meat and potatoes, "BITCHIN' & STUFF" and see what Babs had started today, I spend a little time here checking out the comments and posts to see how the day is shaping up. Then finally I stop by a little "inspirational" blog and see if I feel moved enough to gripe or try and give a little thanks (this could go either way) and last, my own site, check out the comments and see what AZCG has to say, I always look forward to her stopping by (she needs to start her own blog, it would be a great one) Then I do it all again (somewhere in there I eat my breakfast) after 2 or 3 trips around I figure out if I want to write something, copy and paste, or just flat out plagiarize something. Every morning, same thing, same order. I am normally done about the same time everyday between 12:00 noon and 1:00 PM, then I try and get some sleep while waiting for the kid to get home from school. I have the music on all the time I’m on the computer. I listen to the theme from “Dances With Wolves” about 10 times along with “Metallica” and some type of Country thrown in. The rest of the time it’s just random picks from my library. Throw in taking some meds, petting the dogs, and peeing quite a bit and that’s pretty much my morning. My kid spent the night with her mom so I’m kind of thrown off right now, but what does it matter, I got nothing else to do. The weekends are a little different but close to the same. Having at least this to do every morning keeps me sane, (if you can believe that?) Have A Good Day And A Good Weekend.

Thursday, May 11, 2006

The Cat In The Hat
On Aging
The Golden Years

I can not see
I can not pee
I can not chew
I can not screw
Oh my God, what can I do?
My memory shrinks
My hearing stinks
No sense of smell
I look like Hell
My mood is bad - can you tell?
My body’s drooping
Have trouble pooping
The golden years
Have come at last
The golden years
Can Kiss my Ass.

"Women are like Guns -- The more you are around them, the more you want to shoot them."

I wish I was There

Tonight my Daughter Emily has her last Concert of the year for her Eighth Grade Band. She plays the bass Clarinet (she started out playing the Clarinet but moved to the Bass because no one else played one in the school). It will probably be her last performance ever. Next year she will be going to the High School and she elected not to take band any longer. Seems she is not impressed with her main band instructor. Apparently he is more of a frustrated musician than a teacher. He spends more of his time telling the students what he has done, can do, and how long he’s been doing it rather than taking a little time to teach somebody something. She’s been playing for three years (this is the first year at this school with this particular instructor) and she says that she has not learned anything this year, he just hands out music and tells them to be able to play it by such and such time. He even gave them a new piece on Monday to play tonight, less than four days to prepare, she said he will surly let them know if they mess up too. There has been no teaching, no techniques, no improvement, other than what comes with practice. And that has suffered due to non interest. She says a lot of kids are dropping out of band because of it. I think it’s a crying shame when a Lazy Bastard has dulled the interest of any student. But that is not what I wanted to say.
This is her last performance and I could not attend and it breaks my heart. My legs would not permit it, again. My sister Mytra took her tonight. Her mother Eva Lynn and sister Sage were to meet her there (her mother and sister live a few towns over and her mother works in another one farther away) my younger brother James will attend along with my brother Gary and his family, that is if my 5 year old nephew Charles’ Head Start’s graduation does not run over. (yes he is named after me, and he is a little shit if there ever was one) and my older brother Larry and his wife said that they will be there if they could, his health is not so good either. It’s times like this I really appreciate my family. Emily sure loves her family and she likes the support when she participates in these kind of activities. I wish I could be with them, I was in band as a kid and played ball and my Mom and Dad attended everything I did as long as Dad was not working. Emily is a good kid, she understands and if it did bother her she wouldn’t show it. She’ll be excited when she gets home and will tell me all about it, mostly about having the family together, that’s the best part for her. How did I ever get so lucky. Instead of band next year she has chosen a Computer Science class and a health and safety class that teaches First Aid and CPR so I can’t complain too much. She should be home soon so I’ll get off of here now, she says I’m on the computer too much anyway. Hey, she’s home right now. Later.