Election year

Well, the elitist left and right should be proud of itself. It has run off another conservative minority. Can’t have one of those running around stirring things up ya know. Gotta keep those Blacks and Women (and any other free thinking American for that matter) down on the “Plantation”.

This “vetting” process that candidates,except Romney, are put through, it’s a wonder anyone would decide to run at all.

Didn’t really want to comment on this today but the bias and veiled racism/sexism of the media-left really pisses me off.

Well,…my dog still loves me.

 Another cup of Community might help.

Goose Waxing, Biscuits with Gravy and Politics

There comes a time, hopefully in everyone’s life, when they know they have made it.
While I’m pretty sure I’m not there yet, I am privileged to belong to a ragtag group of locals who get together each morning to drink coffee and just figure things out.
It is a diverse group, by East Texas standard. We’ve got rice farmers, store keepers, tradesmen and business owners. Even a  big time mover and shaker or two in our little corner of the Third Coast. Of course thats not to say that any one person rates higher that the rest. It’s a true democracy in it’s purist sense. Although, when the owner of the feed store decides to go, it’s time to go.
And each morning, Monday thru Sunday, including holidays, the group start to join up around five A.M..

  Until recently, the usual meeting place was on the back of some tailgates at the local 7-11. 

Sitting out side, even in our mild winters, was getting to be a little rough on some of the more seasoned sitters.

Thankfully and with a lot of prodding from the rest of us, one of the guys built and opened a feed store of sorts with a coffee maker and table inside. 
Of course even on cold days the smokers sit out back in the shop and enjoy their morning jolt with a Camel or King Edward. Not to be rude, the rest of us put on jackets and pull up chairs and join in. Don’t want to miss any good tid bits ya know.
And it’s those “bits” that keep me coming.
Who knew there were better ways to pluck a goose? I never realized squirrel gravy was the best gravy on cat head biscuits and just how long can you keep boudain frozen for? And politics…well, I’ll just leave that one alone for now. Not enough time or space to cover it all.
I’ve been sippin my coffee and enjoying these guys for more years now than I care to remember. It all started with a stop for my morning cup at the Exxon. A friendly “Morning” from the Farmer and the conversation started. It shows no sign of letting up soon.
 Each day is a surprise and if you don’t leave it with a bucket full of wisdom’s, you just weren’t listing.
jd

The Target

 

Target

Target, tar=git,

A symbol worn on the backs of Conservative Women and Conservative African-Americans. Used by the Media to aim barbs and sling verbal arrows. Most often supported with unverifiable inuendo, rumor or more commonly – lies.  Generaly worn by those that do not conform to the sterotypical mold of a  woman and or black individual as defined by the media and democratic party at large.

See also, Huffington Post, New York Times, MSNBC

Political Ballooning

O.K. I know a while back I promised to not repost a lot of stuff. Just give you, my loyal followers, original thought and ruminations.

I couldn’t resist  πŸ˜‰

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A woman in a hot air balloon realized she was lost. She lowered her altitude and spotted a man in a boat below. She shouted to him,

“Excuse me, can you help me? I promised a friend I would meet him an hour ago, but I don’t know where I am.”

The man consulted his portable GPS and replied, “You’re in a hot air balloon, approximately 30 feet above ground elevation of 2,346 feet above sea level. You are at 31 degrees, 14.97 minutes north latitude and 100 degrees, 49.09 minutes west longitude.

She rolled her eyes and said, “You must be a Republican.

“I am,” replied the man. “How did you know?”

“Well,” answered the balloonist, “everything you told me is technically correct. But I have no idea what to do with your information, and I’m still lost. Frankly, you’ve not been much help to me.”

The man smiled and responded, “You must be an Obama-Democrat.”

“I am,” replied the balloonist. “How did you know?”

“Well,” said the man, “you don’t know where you are — or where you are going. You’ve risen to where you are, due to a large quantity of hot air. You made a promise you have no idea how to keep, and you expect me to solve your problem. You’re in exactly the same position you were in before we met, but somehow, now it’s my fault.”

 

Scamming the Elderly

This can happen to anyone.

Iv’e read where one scammer collected over 35 million dollars in just one month! This money goes to crooks, drug runners and general low lifes all across the globe.

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