Every man, in his Quest, must ocassionaly allow himself to Howl......That's what I'll attempt to do here. Life is Good "Just around the Corner".......*Heh, screw that. Life is Good, Right Now.*
.....Geraldine Doyle, who served as the inspiration for J. Howard Miller’s iconic WW2-era poster “We Can Do It!” (more commonly known as “Rosie the Riveter”), passed away this Sunday in her hometown of Lansing, Michigan. She was 86.
From the Lansing State Journal:
“‘Rosie the Riveter’ is the image of an independent woman who is control of her own destiny,” said Gladys Beckwith, former director of the Michigan Women’s Historical Center and Hall of Fame.
“She was a gracious, beautiful woman. Her death is the end of an era, and we need to take note of that. We need to respect what she stood for.”
Yes, we do. My first ex-mother in law was a riveter on B-29 Bombers during that war. Impressive.
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I just so happened to be up the road at Richards' house last week.....
Reminded me of this.......
Christmas Eve and Dragns' Boyz are relaxing.....in a killing zombies and Nazis sort of way, and I have a chance to say......
That I thank G-d for this year, rough as it was..... I was able to help a couple Reaal Folks, add to the Valor IT fund, collected and sent out 164 Toy 4 Tots gifts, met some nice People who share my rather Conservative, Israel backing, Christian oriented views......
.....Had a good job, started receiving a bit of retirement, have the BEST Cubs in the World, and.....
I am married to the Woman that I shoulda married the first time....well excepting....yannow, well......when I was married the first time....she was about five years old, and that would not have worked....
Cheesus, I just grossed myself out........
Anyways, the many, many adventures that I've had.....they 'prepared' me for this Lady.
Thank you Lord for bringing Her into my Life.
I won't ever re-gift Her.......
Everbodies, Have yourself a Merry little Christmas......oK? Best wishes for Everyone!
*I gotta go get KFC for the Boyz/Cubs....dayum, how they eat* Wollf
Here's a news item from the editor of The Tribune, a weekly published in North Carolina.
The World's Largest Army. American Hunters?
The state of Wisconsin has gone an entire deer hunting season without someone getting killed.
That's great. It's better than great. The World's Largest Army. American Hunters?
There were over 600,000 hunters.
Allow me to restate that number.
Over the last two months, the eighth largest army in the world -- more men under arms than Iran ; more than France and Germany combined -- deployed to the woods of a single American state to help keep the deer menace at bay.
But that pales in comparison to the 750,000 who are in the woods of Pennsylvania this week.
Michigan 's 700,000 hunters have now returned home.
Toss in a quarter million hunters in West Virginia and it is literally the case that the hunters of those four states alone would comprise the largest army in the world.
America will forever be safe from foreign invasion of troops with that kind of home-grown firepower.
Admiral Yamamoto, during WWII said that he would never invade America, because, "There is a rifle behind every blade of grass."......
Hunting - it's not just a way to fill the freezer. It's a matter of national security!
That being stated.......
Those of you that know me.....well, I simply choose not to hunt four legged critters. I killed a Bunch of jacks and cottontails and quail and dove in my youth.....well, let's just say BEFORE....
I was talked......bullied?....into going Mule Deer hunting with my first beloved X-Father in Law way back....took a Buck from about 600 meters with a custom built sniper weapon, 30.06.....poor Critter stood no chance at all......
Father in Law was hiking all over creation looking for them....I just laid flat on a high spot........for about five hours.....
Blew that poor beautiful Animal off the side of a fifty foot cliff..... then had to go get him.......
Yup, we ate that fellow for months. But....well, I didn't NEED to...nor did my Father in Law........ no problem there, and G-d Bless you Elmer, you were a good Man.....sorry I couldn't stomach hunting again with you......
They don't shoot back, and don't stand a chance.........
G-d Bless you hunting Folk. Kill kindly and Eat what you kill.....
....And remember this........
Two leggeds will kill you back.
Be careful of what you 'think' you want to do.
Amen and enjoy your Christmas. May you all be safe and Happy! Wollf
(As it pans across the platoon halfway through, please excuse them looking like they're watching a crucifixion; by this point they've heard the song several hundred times :)
Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas from Afghanistan, oh man, it's that time of year, and the birth of Jesus doesn't seem to please the terrorists down here; I'd like to take a moment for you folks at home to make it clear; Merry Christmas from the Eastern Hemisphere.
Merry Christmas from Afghanistan, way back in the USA, You've got mistletoe and falling snow, we've got sandstorms and grenades But what the hell, it's just as well we celebrate it anyway, Merry Christmas from 5,000 miles away.
And I remember many Decembers, sitting 'round that tree, And now I'm in an outer cordon sitting 'round an IED, I've traded yams and roasted ham for a chicken noodle MRE, Merry Christmas from out here in the middle east.
So merry Christmas from Afghanistan, from our AO to yours, I'll be watching illegal DVDs and defecating out of doors, Put my pedal to the metal man, I'll settle for that medal of honor when I when the war, Single-handedly from my armored drivers door.
Yuletide salutations from our vacation in the sand, from this E-3 Lance Coolie and up the whole chain of command Between Al Qaeda, Al Jazeera, Mujahadeen, and the Taliban, It's a very merry Christmas in Afghanistan.
From south Montana, to northwest Indiana, to the shores of North Caroline, From NYC to LA's beaches and down the Mason-Dixon Line, It's that season where we're freezing, but all in all, we're doing fine, So merry Christmas from Afghanistan tonight. It's that season where we're freezing, but all in all, we're doing fine, So Merry Christmas down the Final Protection Line!
And an assignment. Doppelgangers. A few of my little buddies are in this one....Ransom the Big Orange cat with the Santa hat....
And most definitely that Ferret. I used to have them and they were as entirely manic as this guy. I also am pretty sure that I saw the Maximum Leader of the Feline Theocracy in there.....
It's dusk, it's cold.(for Kalifornia), as in 50 degrees F....raining, wind....just rather nasty weather......
Dragn,(That's M'Lady and the Wife). and Lil'Wolfie are killing massive numbers of zombies on XBox....Live and Her Sons are playing with them......
From Michigan!!!!
Don't know how that works, but I'll tell you this, they are having SUCH fun, and No Zombie stands a chance against this Crew. Protection of Crazy Zombie Killer Momma is their First and Final Directive.....
I am Laughing my skinny Butt off......
All the Boyz/Cubs will be together come this Tuesday....FIVE Teen Boyz in my Lair for TEN Days.........
Aaaaaaagh.....it will be the most enjoyable Christmas Ever!!
But....I'll need a vacation from my vacation..... if you know what I mean.....
Gotta go....Zombies don't take breaks.....Thank G-d for Lil'Wolfie!!!
......Yes, Dear Friends, I KNOW that I have a slightly tweaked sense of humor.
Werner Herzog returns to recite a slightly modified version of Clement Clarke Moore’s “A Visit from St. Nicholas” (AKA “‘Twas the Night Before Christmas”).
This should be Posted in every school in the "USA"
Only 31 words --- Think about it...
Isn't life strange? I never met one Veteran who enlisted to fight for Socialism
86% will send this on.
I PLEDGE ALLEGIANCE TO THE FLAG,
OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA,
AND TO THE REPUBLIC FOR WHICH IT
STANDS, ONE NATION UNDER GOD,
INDIVISIBLE, WITH LIBERTY AND
JUSTICE FOR ALL!
If Muslims can pray on Madison Avenue, why are Christians banned from praying in public and erecting religious displays on their holy days?
What happened to our National Day of Prayer? Obama says we can't have that, yet Muslims are allowed to block off Madison Ave. in N. Y. and pray in the middle of the street! And, it's a monthly ritual!
Tell me again, whose country is this? Ours or the Muslims?
I was asked to send this on if I agree, or delete if I don't. It is said that 86% of Americans believe in God.
Therefore I have a very hard time understanding why there is such a problem in having 'In God We Trust' on our money and having 'God' in the Pledge of Allegiance.
I believe it's time we stand up for what we believe!
The Israelis are developing an airport security device that eliminates the privacy concerns that come with full-body scanners at the airports.
It’s an armored booth you step into that will not X-ray you, but will detonate any explosive device you may have on your person.
Israel sees this as a win-win situation for everyone, with none of this crap about racial profiling. It will also eliminate the costs of a long and expensive trial.
You’re in the airport terminal and you hear a muffled explosion. Shortly thereafter, an announcement: “Attention standby passengers — we now have a seat available on flight 6709.
.....I figure I'll lighten the mood in this one.....
The story of Frank Feldman............
A man walks out to the street and catches a taxi just going by. He gets into the taxi, and the cabbie says, ‘Perfect timing. You’re just like Frank.’
Passenger: ‘Who?’
Cabbie: ‘Frank Feldman. He’s a guy who did everything right all the time. Like my coming along when you needed a cab, things happened like that to Frank Feldman every single time.’
Passenger: ‘There are always a few clouds over everybody.’
Cabbie: ‘Not Frank Feldman. He was a terrific athlete. He could have won the Grand-Slam at tennis. He could golf with the pros. He sang like an opera baritone and danced like a Broadway star and you should have heard him play the piano. He was an amazing guy.’
Passenger: Sounds like he was something really special.
Cabbie: ‘There’s more. He had a memory like a computer. He remembered everybody’s birthday. He knew all about wine, which foods to order and which fork to eat them with. He could fix anything. Not like me. I change a fuse, and the whole street blacks out. But Frank Feldman, could do everything right.
Passenger: ‘Wow, some guy then.’
Cabbie: ‘He always knew the quickest way to go in traffic and avoid traffic jams. Not like me, I always seem to get stuck in them. But Frank, he never made a mistake, and he really knew how to treat a woman and make her feel good. He would never answer her back even if she was in the wrong; and his clothing was always immaculate, shoes highly polished too – He was the perfect man! He never made a mistake. No one could ever measure up to Frank Feldman.’
Passenger: ‘An amazing fellow. How did you meet him?’
Cabbie: “Well, I never actually met Frank. He died and I married his wife.
I figure that when I finally meet my Maker, it'll be the same way...... Oh, did I mention Humility? I gotz it too.... Wollf
Lil'Wolfie went back to his Mom's about a half hour early tonight.......
M'Lady Dragn.....My Face friends know her.....well she asked how come I 'sent' him back early.....it was a half hour, Jeeze....and Wolf the Elder got off work , and I figgered that it would be 'easier' for the mom unit to pick up Elder and then just pick up 'Lil' right after.......
Well, my Friends, Dragn's question got me to thinking.....
And, I was watching, well kinda watching, a Football movie starring the 'Rock'....Duane something, about a single Guy that finds out he has a Daughter.......
Lots of drama and humor and......Dammitalltohell.....yup, my eyes somehow or other became, well.....sweaty is all I can say.
I realized a couple things.....
Dragn LOVES my Cubs as if they were her own, and every friggin' Minute counts.....
And secondly.....well.....dammitalltohell........She Is Right.
I Love my Cubs. My Dragn Loves my Cubs. I am a fortunate Man...... I Love that annoying other half of me......
I am married to the most wonderful, loving woman that I have ever known. Thank you M'Lady Dragn.
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GLOSSARY......For the rightly Confused "UPDATED"
Beautiful Mr.P=No Such Thing
Dragnlings= M'Lady's Boyz
Herr M.= A Close Deutsch Friend
Howlsatmoon= Umm, check the URL
Lil' Wolfie= Youngest Son
M'Lady Dragn= My Beautiful Wife
Malsom= Wollf in Peskotomuhkati
Muggle Patch= ADD Meds
Muggle= Focussed Thinking
OBAMA= OneBigAssedMistakeAmerica
Ransom= Our Kitteh
Sar'Major= My Father
She-Cub= Eldest Daughter@ Home
The Lair= My Residence
UberDoggen= Our Lab
Wizard= My Normal ADD Mind
Wolfie the Elder= First Born Son
XP= Exwife
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