This excerpt is from Neals News......
There is a history teacher in a government school in Nevada who is risking his job by teaching his classes about the American Revolution. Yup. You heard me right. It's happening in Carson City, Nevada, and in schools across the country. Joe Enge teaches 11th graders history in the Carson City government schools. His custom is to begin with the birth of our Nation and to finish with Watergate. Now the people who run his school want his course syllabus to change. He has now been instructed to begin his history lessons with post-Civil War reconstruction. He is not to teach anything about Thomas Jefferson, Benjamin Franklin, Bunker Hill, the Declaration of Independence, George Washington, Dolly Madison, Paul Revere, The Revolutionary War or the debate leading up to the ratification of our Constitution. The school principal excuses this absurd requirement by saying that other schools are doing the same thing. Well, he's right. According the the Fox News Channel report I saw last night, many schools around the country have dropped any requirement for American history completely! Others, like the school in Carson City, are just focusing on our 20th Century history, completely ignoring what came before.
Could there be an ulterior motive here? The post-Civil War history of this country is a history of growing federal government, the weakening of state governments, increased personal dependence on government, the end of the rule of law brought about by the emphasis on majority rule, and the deification of politicians. Perhaps there is a reason government schools don't want to emphasize the self-reliance and love of freedom that dominated American culture before the Civil War. No sense upsetting the government-owned apple cart, right?
Always remember the central lesson your children will be taught at all state educational institutions. Government is good. Government is great. All rise up in praise of government.
Yes, turkey day was a good day at Ashley's this year.
How the food would turn out left us in fear.
To our surprize when it was all done.
The bird and the dressing were yum, yum, yum.
We drank and we feasted in holiday cheer.
With smiles on our faces from ear to ear.
Our bellies were full and stretched to the limit.
There was no way to get nothing else in it.
Gluttony is a sin so the bible will say.
But that mattered not, to us yesterday.
A feast such as this with family and friends.
These are the times that you hope never end.
Like all good things the end, it must come.
But the memories are good and the times they were fun.
To Ricky and Ashley who hosted this meal.
The bird is the word and it was for real.
Thanks guys...............
The Bird......
Either I am to old to drink or drink to much or just to damn old. Last night I did the most stupid and scariest thing I have done in a long, long time. After coming back from the grocery store Flor and I hung out in the game room surfing the internet and listening to music while drinking some brews. I guess I polished off about 6 beers or so before eating and turning in for the night.
This morning I wake up not noticing a familiar oder in the air.
Me: Baby, did you sleep good last night?
Flor: Yes, I slept pretty good and I know you did.
Me: What do you mean?
Flor: Well, you tried to burn the house down.
Me: What the hell do mean I tried to burn the house down?
Flor: Some time in the middle of the night you got up and in your sleep went to the kitchen and put some frozen french fries in a soup pot and put it on the stove to cook.
Me: Bullshit!
Flor: Bullshit nothing, can't you smell the burnt smell in the air.
At this point I realize there was a burnt smell in the air which is what I smelled after waking up but did not put two and two together.
Flor: Go look on the stove and you will see.
I get up and go see and there on the stove is a pot full frozen french fries burnt to a crisp.
Me: Holy fuck. I can't believe this.
Flor: The alarm did not go off but for some reasion I woke up and smelled something burning so I jump up to check and noticed smoke in the air. I ran to the kitchen and there on the stove is a pot and smoke was pouring out of it. I am so glad it did not catch on fire.
The reality of what I did hit me like a ton of bricks and what could have been was a very scary thought. So, am I to old to drink? No, I do not think so but the next time I plan on drinking like that I will make sure Flor chains me to the bed.
How's this for life in a "free" America. Evidently there is a law on the books in Massachusetts stating that certain businesses cannot open on specific holidays. One of the specific holidays is Thanksgiving. Last year certain Whole Foods stores opened on Thanksgiving, thus irritating their competitors. This year the competitors managed to get to the politicians, and the hammer has been lowered. If Whole Foods opens this Thursday, criminal charges will be filed. Massachusetts, the birthplace of the American Revolution, and now a state where people can be charged with crimes for selling perfectly legal products on days that their competitors don't want them to. Amazing.
Its getting scary folks. :(
Jessie and Jim Peaock. The baddest duo this side of the Mississippi. You can pick up your winnings anywhere you can find them. :):):):)
Here is a riddle for ya. First one to get it right is the winner.
Schwartzenegger has a big one.
Michael J. Fox has a small one.
Madonna doesn't have one.
The Pope has one but doesn't use his.
Clinton uses his all the time.
Mickey Mouse has an unusual one.
Liberace never used his on women.
Jerry Seinfeld is very, very proud of his.
Cher claims that she took on 3.
We never saw Lucy use Desi's.
What is it?
Check back Wensday for the answer and or winner.
I am one happy Tech fan today. Tech owned No 3 Miami last night and spanked that ass destroying any chance Miami had of getting to the national championship game. I so love it when people run off at the mouth like everyone was doing about this game only to have it shoved right back down their throats.
If anyone looked like they had the number one defense in the country it was Tech. Go Tech.....................
Thanks to Jessie who found the web site for West Asset Managment I was able to call them directly and talked to a very nice lady by the name of Susan Ross who went out of her way to help me resolve the issue stated in the last post. Even though they are few a far between there are a few nice people in this fucked up world who are willing to be helpful to others.
To those people I say THANK YOU.
Sometime last year I owed the state of Georgia a few hundred dollars which I could not pay so it was turned over to West Asset Management based here in Atlanta. After being contacted by them I agreed to a payment arrangment and began paying it off month by month. Even though I was holding up my part of the agreement I began receving harassing phone calls several times a week. That is what these people live for is to harass people they do not know. These people are rude, inconsiderate and for the lack of a better word or words just plain asshole basturds. Their address is a PO box of course so they can hide from the people who would like nothing better than to confront the harassing assholes face to face. This went on for the duration of the agreement. After paying off the debt I requested something in writeing from them stating that the debt had been satisfied. They said I had to write a letter for the request and it would take six weeks for a response. So I write the letter and 7 weeks later no response. I call them and asked what the problem was and was told they had received no such letter. How convenient I said, you harass me for months, I pay the debt and now you want to play games. basically I was told to go fuck myself and to write another letter and then she hung up. Fucking BITCH.
These motherfuckers are the scum of the earth, period. If you have ever delt with debt collectors you know what I am talking about. The words nice and considerate are not in their vocabulary. These people do not deserve to breath the same air as I and I damn them to HELL.
So pay your bills folks or the scum of society will come a running after you.
FUCK YOU West Asset Management and the horse you rode in here on.
Damn that made me feel better. :)
Yep, the cold air is about to arrive here in Atlanta, are you ready for it? I am and I ain't. Yes I said ain't. Its the southern in me, what can I say.
I am, for the fact that I love winter. Sitting with my girl on a cold winters night with a warm blanket and a hot beverage watching a classic winter movie. And if it snows, all the better. Getting friends and family together for holiday feast and conversation. As I get older it comes and goes much to quickly as does the rest of life. When it is here I immerse myself in all its splender and revel in its glory.
I ain't, because I dread the gas bills and the possible ice storms. :(
There always has to be a down side, but during this time of year for me the good always out weighs the bad. On a crisp clear night walk outside and look to the sky. Wish upon the bright shinning stars and be thankful for all you have. For tomorrow may never come.
Yesterday my grandaugther Alyssa had her princess birthday party. She turns 4 on the 16th of this month. We had friends and family over and all had a good time especially the children. Man, they grow up so fast.
Yep, I painted my puter Royal Blue and Gold which of course is Georgia Tech colors. What do ya think?
Had a great day sunday at the Indian Festival at Stone Mountain. We and our grandaugther, Alyssa accompanied the Peacock family to the Indian Festival at Stone Mountain park.
The kids had a blast and even joined in the dancing.
My wife meets a new Indian Friend.
A fun day for all.
Reminds me of the song from UB40 (Rat In The Kitchen) or the movie Willard. We have rats in the attic and its WAR. Just checked the traps in the attic and yes I got one. Little basturds head was crushed like a grape. His eyes were watery and glazed over. I'll bet the peanut butter I bated it with was good until the hammer came down and crushed the fuckers head. Last year I caught a live one and wondered how I was going to kill him. I looked over and noticed the galvnized trash can sitting in the corner. That little light bulb appeared over my head and lit up. I filled the trash can half full of water and dumped the little basturd in. I sat and watched that fucker trying to keep his nose above the water line for about 15 minutes. Finally he was just to tired and slipped below the surface for the last time. Two little bubbles were the last thing to come to the surface and all was calm. Now, I am usually pretty kind to animals but these were Rats and this was WAR. I have had it with these little basturds and their will be no sympathy from me.
So, if you are a rat and try to get into my kitchen YOU WILL DIE...............
Ok, we are now officially in the holiday seasion. With halloween behind us we now count down to Thanksgiving where we give thanks for all we have. One thing I am not thankful for is how fucking fast these holidays are getting here. Why does getting older have to mean that time passes faster. If time passes faster that means I die faster. I just do not like that concept. I do not want to wake up tomorrow dead, that would sux for sure. When I was younger I could not wait for Thanksgiving and Christmas to get here. Little did I realize that I Was wishing my life away. What was I thinking?
I love the holidays, always have, but this time thing has got to slow down. We have daylight savings time so why not life savings time? Wait, we do have life savings time. Its called good health. Mabie if I stop drinking, smoking and chasing my wife around the house I could add some time to my life. Nah, that would not be any fun. So, bring on the holidays and let the party's begin.
Life is short and you only live once so live it to the fullest. Time will take care of the rest........................