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Wednesday, April 18, 2018

First post of 2018


Hello to you all. 

We are still alive and kicking. Many things have come and gone since my last transmission to you. We closed out 2017 with great success in our lives, business, and family. Things are looking great for this year's forecast.

We learned in January that our youngest child is a Type 1 Diabetic. She inherited it from my great grandmother Elsie. My daughter is the only one in our huge family that is alive with Type 1 Diabetes. My daughter was sick all through her Christmas break from school. We knew she was prone to ear infections and sinus crap like most of us that live under the ever changing weather of East Texas. So, we took her to the clinic down the road like we have many times. Doctor says "Yep, she's got a double ear infection, we gave her a steroid and a shot of Rocephin, she should be feeling better tomorrow." Tomorrow comes and she's worse. Like a lot worse. So we take her in to a local ER at the hospital. The nurse says to my wife "Why didn't you tell us that your daughter is a Diabetic?" Uhhhh what? Excuse me? Her blood sugar was at 1300 and rising. They immediately dispatched a life flight jet from Houston to pick her up in  Nacogdoches to return to Houston to take her to Texas Children's Hospital. I am so thankful for professional and highly trained medical staff. You guys that do these types of jobs have a fan here in me, best believe. The employees at Texas Children's Hospital are abso-fucking-lutely amazing!! 

So yeah, we found out only after we had to take her to the ER because she was damn near unresponsive and very lethargic acting. Now that we've had time to process all of that, and learned to take very good care of her too I might add, I realize that I did notice her acting funny for a few days prior to us taking her to the clinic doctor. She was very thirsty, very hungry, losing weight, talking gibberish at times, had sunken eyes, circles under her eyes, just did not feel and look like my vibrant and very busy little girl at all. I felt bad after her diagnosis and her few days of suffering because as a parent, I should have known that she was in bad shape and on the verge of a diabetic coma. Our doctors at Texas Childrens Hospital in Houston assured me that I shouldn't feel guilty because we didn't know what was going on with her, only that she wasn't feeling well, like most kids feel when they are sick. Okay Doc, I'll take that.. We've got her leveled out now. She doesn't want the pump or the dexcon yet so we are still giving injections 4 times a day and checking sugar with glucose strips and a meter the old fashioned way.

This has brought us closer as a family, I can say that. My child understands that it will be this way for the rest of her life, she's not scared to talk about being a Type 1, and she loves the fact that she can eat all of the meat, eggs, and cheese she wants!! 

We've got other happenings going on as well around here. We are about to sell our house. I know, I know, we just built it... The Little Smoking Hot Barefoot Gardening Squaw and myself would like some acreage to raise some cattle, pigs, bees, and chickens. I figure we can at least pick up 10-15 acres to give us just that to live on and build on. I want a shooting range, a barn for my livestock to live in, plenty of graze patch for them, and more quiet country nights in our lives. 

I'm will be headed to Oregon for business soon. There's a cash Tsunami in Cannabis monies out there right now and I've got my board waxed up. I plan on getting my share of it come hell or high water.  I'm all over it y'all. Say what you want about Medical Marijuana. If you are a true lover of freedom and liberty, you don't give a fuck what anyone puts in their body. I'll leave it at that.

Be good to one another until I get back. 

lt doesn't cost anything to be nice, so some of you cheap fucks should be acting like Mother Teresa.




Thursday, September 28, 2017

Our Hurricane Harvey experience



As you all know, we don't live in South East Texas anymore. We are now 2.5 hours north back in the area we grew up in, East Texas. Two days after Harvey ripped though SETX, we loaded up a few of our 150 Qt igloo coolers, 75 gallons of boat gas, diapers, baby wipes, hand sanitizer, all kinds of snacks, bread, lunchmeat, milk, soft drinks, ramen noodles, and many other things and headed south into the chaos to go help. 

We made it to Kountze TX when we hit our first road block. The water was too high for us to make it through in an F250. We had our buddy Mike launch his boat from the Lumberton side to come across Cypress creek and come get us and all of our supplies. 



Here's the same crossing in Kountze, only a week later... What a difference right?



We got into Lumberton via boat and went and dropped off much needed supplies to our friends there who were doing boat rescues. Lumberton was an island on all sides. There were no groceries or gas since everyone bought everything up before the storm. It was much needed relief to our friends.





This was 69S out of Lumberton looking toward Beaumont. We lived down there through 2 hurricanes, and never saw the water that high. Nobody alive has ever seen it that high. This was biblical shit here folks. 

We launched Mike's boat on the southside of Lumberton to try and get into Beaumont to get our God Daughter out and my wife's dad and stepmother. It was pretty much island hopping into Beaumont. The problem was that we only made it about a mile south of Lumberton before we hit another high spot and had to park the boat in the ditch by the road. We could not get any other boats to take us across into Beaumont as it was getting dark and they suspend rescue ops and boat traffic because it's too dark and dangerous. We had to pack it up for the night and come back home. 



Here's my SHLBGS working the Zello App dispatching with the Texas Navy and other Texas SAR teams to help coordinate rescue location and whatnot. She was on that damn radio for 4 days straight helping. She's amazing. We worked off and on dispatching and helping for the next several days since we could not physically be there due to work and family needing us back home. 



Here's my Marine brother Mike who helped us get in down there. He came running without hesitation to help us help others. You're the man Mike!! Semper Fi my dude. 

I have several go pro vids that are on my personal Facebook that I still need to upload to Youtube so y'all can get a good look at it. These pics really don't it justice. I'll get that done for y'all soon. It's mind blowing. 


Check that blue mark out. That was the water line on the sign. Like I said, it was like nothing anyone has ever seen before. 

Am I glad we don't have to deal with Hurricanes anymore? You're damn right. It's going to take a long time to get things back to normal down there. If you need a job and can travel, I'd get online and google work crews in the houston and gulf coast area. There's plenty to go around for a while. 


Can anyone tell me what this is?





The SHLBGS and I frequent estate sales to look of for cool shit from time to time. I saw this and had to have it. I don't know what it is, but I know it has a lamp, some sort of magnifying lens, an adjustable cheek rest that's missing a part, and a some type of card or picture holder on the end away from the lens. I was thinking some type of old eye tester / optometry tool. What say ye?







Tuesday, September 26, 2017

On life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness, freedom and all that shit...



There's a lot happening right in front of our eyes these days that some people don't like. Hey, I get it, I do. 

Statists gonna State, am I right ? 

This entire NFL flag distraction is just that... A distraction. 

If you truly believe in the idea of Liberty, Freedom, Life, and the pursuit of happiness, all of this bullshit folks are worked up about is a non-issue. This is the people partaking in their right to protest, right to free speech, right to address and petition their government for a redress of grievances... 

I am a Former Active Duty Marine, y'all know this... I volunteered years of my youth to defend the Constitution. With that responsibility comes the acceptance of knowing that there are people out there exercising rights in ways that some may not agree with and you don't have to agree with it. You don't have to watch it. You have the freedom of choice not to if you so choose to do so. I'm not mad at anyone. More power to y'all for pursuing your rights. I'm an American, a Texan, and this is what it's all about folks. I'll do what I want with my flags, but don't expect me to cater to your opinions and demands for what I do with them either. Go do you without infringing on me. I'll sing the National Anthem. I'll put my hand over my heart while I do it. So what if you don't?

Television programming is called programming for a reason, ya dig? Know when to see the bullshit for what it is and catch the little rice grains mixed in with the rat turds when you see them. 

I played football as a youngster as well as many other sports. I really enjoyed the contact and competition. I excelled at them. Hell, I fucked off a football scholarship to Louisiana Tech two days after our last game my senior year by getting arrested for someone else's pot at school. True story. Mama wasn't happy about that one, let me tell you, but I owned it. Who knows what might have been...

As I've gotten older, I don't give a shit about who's playing who... But I'll tell you who is getting played, and that's the people wanting to force others to stand and worship a flag or be punished. What the fuck, is this North Korea? Kim Jong is that you? We see y'all and there are more and more of y'all coming out of the woodwork for the first time. They label themselves as Patriots. Real Patriots don't want to punish people observing their rights. They just don't. Like I said, you may not like it, but so what? Nobody is ever going to like everything that everybody does. The perfect world doesn't exist and nobody owes you a fucking thing. 


In the words of Harry Browne:


A Gift for My Daughter
by Harry Browne
December 25, 1966    
(This article was originally published as a syndicated newspaper column, dedicated to my 9-year-old daughter.)
It’s Christmas and I have the usual problem of deciding what to give you. I know you might enjoy many things — books, games, clothes.
But I’m very selfish. I want to give you something that will stay with you for more than a few months or years. I want to give you a gift that might remind you of me every Christmas.
If I could give you just one thing, I’d want it to be a simple truth that took me many years to learn. If you learn it now, it may enrich your life in hundreds of ways. And it may prevent you from facing many problems that have hurt people who have never learned it.
The truth is simply this:
No one owes you anything.
Significance
How could such a simple statement be important? It may not seem so, but understanding it can bless your entire life.
No one owes you anything.
It means that no one else is living for you, my child. Because no one is you. Each person is living for himself; his own happiness is all he can ever personally feel.
When you realize that no one owes you happiness or anything else, you’ll be freed from expecting what isn’t likely to be.
It means no one has to love you. If someone loves you, it’s because there’s something special about you that gives him happiness. Find out what that something special is and try to make it stronger in you, so that you’ll be loved even more.
When people do things for you, it’s because they want to — because you, in some way, give them something meaningful that makes them want to please you, not because anyone owes you anything.
No one has to like you. If your friends want to be with you, it’s not out of duty. Find out what makes others happy so they’ll want to be near you.
No one has to respect you. Some people may even be unkind to you. But once you realize that people don’t have to be good to you, and may not be good to you, you’ll learn to avoid those who would harm you. For you don’t owe them anything either.
Living your Life
No one owes you anything.
You owe it to yourself to be the best person possible. Because if you are, others will want to be with you, want to provide you with the things you want in exchange for what you’re giving to them.
Some people will choose not to be with you for reasons that have nothing to do with you. When that happens, look elsewhere for the relationships you want. Don’t make someone else’s problem your problem.
Once you learn that you must earn the love and respect of others, you’ll never expect the impossible and you won’t be disappointed. Others don’t have to share their property with you, nor their feelings or thoughts.
If they do, it’s because you’ve earned these things. And you have every reason to be proud of the love you receive, your friends’ respect, the property you’ve earned. But don’t ever take them for granted. If you do, you could lose them. They’re not yours by right; you must always earn them.
My Experience
A great burden was lifted from my shoulders the day I realized that no one owes me anything. For so long as I’d thought there were things I was entitled to, I’d been wearing myself out — physically and emotionally — trying to collect them.
No one owes me moral conduct, respect, friendship, love, courtesy, or intelligence. And once I recognized that, all my relationships became far more satisfying. I’ve focused on being with people who want to do the things I want them to do.
That understanding has served me well with friends, business associates, lovers, sales prospects, and strangers. It constantly reminds me that I can get what I want only if I can enter the other person’s world. I must try to understand how he thinks, what he believes to be important, what he wants. Only then can I appeal to someone in ways that will bring me what I want.
And only then can I tell whether I really want to be involved with someone. And I can save the important relationships for those with whom I have the most in common.
It’s not easy to sum up in a few words what has taken me years to learn. But maybe if you re-read this gift each Christmas, the meaning will become a little clearer every year.
I hope so, for I want more than anything else for you to understand this simple truth that can set you free: no one owes you anything.
Marinate on that shit for a minute... You're welcome. 

Friday, August 11, 2017

Look Up !!


Look up Friday and Saturday nights (Aug. 11 and 12) for this year's Perseid meteor shower peak.
For Northern Hemisphere observers, August is usually regarded as "meteor month," with one of the best displays of the year reaching its peak near midmonth. That display is, of course, the annual Perseid meteor shower, which is beloved by meteor enthusiasts and summer campers alike. But skywatchers beware: You will face a major obstacle in your attempt to observe this year's Perseid performance — namely, the moon. (Live in a big city? Find out how to see the Perseids from urban areas here from our sister site Active Junky.)

OP here

We'll be out on the pontoon tonight hoping to see a few !


Friday link drop



Recently, a friend of the blog over at Ammo.com turned me on Soldiers' Angels. 

Soldiers' Angels offers programs for wounded, deployed, families, and others. Most of their programs could not be possible without the support of the wonderful Angels who dedicate their time, money and talents, to the organization.

As you all know, I've always supported our Vets and Military. We should. We need to. You should too.

This organization is doing real work folks. Go check them out at the link above and pass on the word if you can. The more folks that know about this organization the better!

If you have time to read a little bit extra today, drop by Ammo.com and read some of their articles. You'll enjoy it.  https://ammo.com/articles