Baying.....

... you know, I am continually amazed by the Great Lengths that my fellow McMinn County residents go to to find The Spice of Life..... for instance, here we have Katie from Texas using a spear to dispatch a few wild boar - just a couple of miles, as the crow flies - from my back door..... check it out....

.... the dog with the "G" marker deserves an extra bowl of puppy chow, iffen you ask me......

.... those of you bloggers who have enjoyed breakfast with me in October might recognize the term "Tellico Junction"..... back before Englewood was "Englewood", it was simply a railhead where the tracks split off towards Tellico Plains...... thus, Englewood was once known simply as "Tellico Junction".....

.... personally?..... I think Katie was a bit on the timid side...... Hell, with the dogs having bayed that poor hog as well as they had?..... she should have manned up and just cut its throat with a K-Bar and left the spear alone..... of course, I'd never pay money to engage in such a sport... but if I were to, I'd make sure that I looked it in the eye when I took its life.......

... I imagine that poor beast's head is now adorning a wall somewhere near Dallas.....

.... man, People are just plain weird........

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Visits.....

...... a few days ago, Richard and Holder paid us a lovely visit..... and after a fine dinner a a local restaurant, we settled back here in the compound to watch their darling daughters beat the Hades out of their father on the pool table......it was epic.....

..... anyway, I was humbled by ole Holder..... see, she asked me about an old John Wayne quotation after seeing a poster or two of him in the living room, and I immediately made my way to the blogroom to fetch my old "Bartlett's Familiar Quotations"...... alas, the quote was not there..... and she, on her fancy cell phone, googled the quote and had it up on her screen within 30 seconds......

..... how sad is it that our telephones now are more capable than our fancy book shelves at finding information?...... fuck me, I have always prided myself on my collection of reference books!........ sheesh, just think of the thousands of dollars that I have wasted by buying books instead of blackberries!......

.... still, though, I drove into town today and had this song playing on the CD rack........ and it made me smile more than anything has in a long, long time..........

...... I love poetry with a passion..... and this song?...... it is both poetry.... and it is ALSO something that you want to turn up LOUD and lose yourself in........

.... as for the poetry........ the line "don't you know there ain't no Devil, that's just God when he's drunk" is absolutely epic.......

.... funny, though........ it isn't in the quotation book either....... perhaps that is saying something in and of itself.........

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BST

... you guys do realize that Bea was a Marine, right?......

.... so get on over and give Tommy a big toast of birthday wishes...... he certainly deserves it......

... hey, happy birthday, big fella........ and many, many happy returns!.....

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Climbing.....

..... "I ain't never seen'em..... but my common sense tells me the Andes is foothills!..... and the Alps is for children to climb!....... take good care of your hair!...... these here is God's finest sculpturings... there ain't no laws for the brave ones..... and there ain't no asylums for the crazy ones.... and there ain't no churches - except fer this right here.... ".....

..... two years in a row, and he has inspired me once again........

..... there is nothing like humping a ruck up into the mountains, camping, watching the snow fall, eating heartily..... and being absolutely comfortable the entire time.......

.... if you can't leave home - regardless of the weather - and be comfortable in the wilds, well, then you need to brush up on your skills....... because, really, you never know when you are going to need them.........

..... snow is a part of nature, folks........ and freezing weather is just a part of life........ I LOVE it......

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Kisses.....

.... it is St. Valentine's Day, folks....... and as such, I cannot think of a better song than this to pique the ole imagination.........

..... enjoy, please.......and gently........ for it is a gentle song.....

....... I love me some Townes....... happy Valentine's Day, rubberneckers!.....

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Geographic.....

..... so I arrive home yesterday from a great overnight camping trip in the mountains with Elisson to find The Missus dutifully scrambling eggs for us.... hey, you can't beat that, eh?.... due to the snowfall that night & early morning, we had decided to eat a pretty light breakfast, rekindle the fire, and break camp whilst staying warm..... and arriving home at lunchtime to leftover pot roast, corn bread muffins, and freshly scrambled eggs was just plain awesome.... goodness knows that we were both ready for a hot lunch after hiking down the mountain......

.... and since I was dog-tired by the time cocktail hour arrived late that evening, I was given the keys to the television..... after watching a few nature shows and a re-run of Groundhog Day, I settled in on a documentary about crystal meth on the NatGeo channel... after all, McMinn county is pretty well known for drugs of all types, it would be educational for The Missus - considering her job - to know a bit more about meth....

.... halfway through the program?.... imagine my surprise when they shifted away from "the global meth network", "chemical composition", "production", etc - to the "fight against meth"..... and yes, gentle rubberneckers, guess where the last thirty minutes of the hour-long episode focused, hmmm?..... Athens, frickin' Tennessee.... less than ten miles from my own front door..... check this out..... here's part of the clip...

... it's odd to be watching TV and think..... "wow.... see that guy laid up at Vandy?.... hell, I went to high school with him..... fifteen years ago he used to date my cousin..."

.... "Drugs Inc. - Meth"..... of all the natural beauty, mountains, streams, wildlife, and history that National Geographic finds here in east Tennessee, it's a shame that they were forced by necessity to cover the meth scene instead..... don't get me wrong, I am hugely glad that they made the show for educational purposes.... I just wish my little corner of Tennessee didn't have such a huge, horrible, nasty-assed problem.....

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Outside.....

..... the other day, my brother asked me to play this song for the first time......... and I must say that I was (and am) hugely impressed...... I've always liked the hits that Staind poured out, but this song certainly makes me like their Front Man a whole lot better.......

.... who'd have thunk that there was someone from Massachusetts who was covered in tats that could have easily been one of my relatives...... or at LEAST a family member.......... hell, I could have written this song myself if I had his talent..........

... enjoy.....

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Warning.....

.... now, you guys be careful out there today, ok?....... I awoke from wonderful dreams this morning craving the local Mexican joint's chili-cheese Nachos of Delight..... and after watching the clock tick closer and closer to opening hour, something inside my noggin popped, spun, and whirred..... and as opening hour came and went, I found myself sitting on the couch watching ghost stories and eating Heart Healthy oatmeal and drinking iced water.....

... seriously, folks, y'all be careful.... if the Powers That Be - due to some unknown astral alignment - are capable of convincing ME to eat oatmeal instead of nachos, there is no telling WHAT they are capable of today.....

... you have all been warned....

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You....

.... hey, who says that Tom Waits' voice can't soothe the soul?...... behold.... and pay homage to the Man....

.... now, THAT, gentle rubberneckers, is how The Master does a lovesong........

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Porsche.....

...... so, as you do, I wandered out to check the mail today, and just take a guess at what I found tucked away in the Compound's mailbox??....

..... The Missus' car's BIRTH CERTIFICATE....... no shit....... a big, reinforced envelope emblazoned with "DO NOT BEND" stamped all over it.... and when I opened it, there it was....... a birth certificate, a certificate of authenticity, and a letter signed by Porsche USA's chairman down in Atlanta.......

.... I swear, who knew that owning a Porsche was such an Event?.....

... and in worse news?..... she named the damned thing Tyrone....... as in Tyrone Powers?...... I tried to dissuade her, but I failed......... so now Blanche has to sit all night alongside a pintsized grey thing named Tyrone........ I worry for her virtue, I surely, surely do.........

.... still, she is strong of heart, and high on the moral scale....... so I sleep every night with a dream of hope.........

..... Porsche is taking this Elite stuff a bridge too far, methinks...... then again, perhaps I am just jealous that Audi doesn't play up their hand like their fellow Germans........

.... anyway, I'm off....... sleep well, rubberneckers........

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