You’re fine the way you are

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Know Thyself.......


The political spectrum is the range of political attitudes of the public, going gradually from extreme to moderate to extreme: radical, liberal, moderate, conservative, and then reactionary. Every individual lies somewhere along this political spectrum, but many do not know exactly where they lie, or they label themselves as something that they may not be entirely. Some even think that they lie nowhere on the political spectrum, because they label themselves as not involved or not feeling strongly about political issues, but the fact is that they are most likely moderate, or maybe they do feel strongly about many political issues but don’t really know it.

This is what I learned in the 60’s. It’s the same today. Take the test, no information gets out, and find out where “generally”, you fit.

I’m a moderate Conservative, no surprise to anyone who has ever known me.
Believe it or not, so was JFK.

Test yourself and get back to me, either here or via email on the right.......heh, on the right. I amuse myself.


https://www.gotoquiz.com/politics/political-spectrum-quiz.html

Let Wollf know......

A moment?

Jeeze..... give this old guy a break......it’s coming back!

Dear Media.....

Who in the hell came up with this new title "AltRight"?

Screw you. BLM, SJW, etc, name their  groups. I'm not a part of a group, except happening to be an American, a Vet and a Patriot. We don't hold meetings or go to protests as a group or because we're told or paid to do so.

We are Individuals, loosely connected by our realistic idealism.

Yup, I'm becoming riled up. You will see few opinions here, just facts as I can fathom them.

G-d Bless America.
Wollf

Valentines Day and Saddam Hussein.....

Indulge me. Completely unrelated, but I write sparsely.... Trying to fix that so that I don't disappoint my two Fans........

First, St. Valentine showed his presence today. Karla figured some delightful, as in teary eye inducing gifts........ First, she set up my iPod to play through some nice, really nice, speakers, neat water/color and bubbles that go with the music.

Had The James Taylor song that I sang at our wedding. " Something in The Way She Moves"...... Yes, sceptics, yes I can sing....... Then She framed and mounted two of Blessed Heather's Diplomas.... Mounted now by her Flag..... Sweet.

Secondly, I went to our local Little Market to get some beer.... The young Fellow behind the counter, I refer to as "Er Habbi", is a Syrian Coptic Christian, whose Family escaped the Iron Fist of Assad.

I "Wrote Up" my purchase yesterday, so he asked me if I wanted to get off the "Shit List". ( I forgot my wallet).

I offhandedly proclaimed to all,"Yes! Take me off off the Shiite List! I want to walk on the Sunni side of the Street."

Seems that is VERY funny to Coptics.

Then this seriously Fine young Man Asked me a question that makes my mind tweak....

"Wollf, my new Country has Idiots in charge. Wasn't the Middle East more stable and better off with our own Despots? Saddam, Assad, Khomeini?"

"They didn't murder Christians and off shoot sects in wholesale slaughters.....?"

I had nothing to say.......

Maybe we should have bombed the Shiite out of them and then left well enough alone.

Thoughts?

Ain't it a Bitch.......

Can I complain? Not about any of you Folks, but my one "superior" before the Owner, is a Big guy.... 6'3, about 250. A bully. I have never dealt well with bullies. I'm 6', 170......the guy is a demeaning, Draft Dodger, Liberal....... Said, "Lost weight,huh?"......... Nebbermind.

Then he continued..... "You know, your being 'skinny' at your age might mean the Big "C"........ "

He smiled.

I didn't.

I've had this lucrative position, as in very, for fifteen years, and I am really about done with condescending "managers". I told him so, and responded, get this, and enjoy the irony that he didn't get," I'm not condescending.... That's when someone says a word, and then 'explains' what the word means."

I was done.

I asked if he knew what a BMI was, and proceeded..... Mine is 24.25......, perfect normal range. I was then rude, and stooped to his level..... Suggested that he run a height/weight BMI for himself, that he would find himself obese and in danger if he didn't work on it.......

Today, I was an A-Hole.

Good. He feels bad, and I feel a bit better, because I no longer want to hit him with a Baseball Bat.

Five lovely days off now, Friends!

And who frisking cares what any other person weighs......... Just be well.
Wollf

Well, Hey, Howdy!

Seems, gentle friends, that Fluffy, Fuzzy Wollf has been "banned" from Facebook! "Suspicious" activity..... Because I go by my Nom de Plume?

Fer crying out loud, young Mister Zuckerberg...... Well, I answered.... Quite possibly to an unmanned e-mail, with this:

FB,

I just responded with a copy of my Drivers License. I am Dave Stevenson an American Citizen. This FB was set up, and has been acceptable to you folks for over Six years, as a "celebrity" site. An offshoot of my fairly popular Blog, Howling at the Moon. My Nom de plume is and always has been Wollf Howlsatmoon.

This is a "secondary" Tribal Name, non-white, given me at birth by my maternal Grandfather, a True Blood Peskotomahkati American Indian.

I have never degraded anyone, or even been overly critical you Accuse me of being "suspicious"?

If you wish my white name to be included, so be it, but the address should remain the same. Yes, I am a minor celeb....all Friends are vetted, and I do not request friends. They come to me. Please do not delete this account, nor lose my contacts. My Friends are concerned.

Sincerely,
David B Stevenson, better known as,
Wollf B Howlsatmoon

Sent from my iPad

On Oct 21, 2014, at 4:39 PM, Facebook <info+w2dz6pp.aeasnlek4y@support.facebook.com> wrote

Hi

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Please help us by responding with your first and last name. 

If the name on your account is already the name you use in everyday life, we would like to work with you to verify that this name best represents your identity. 

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We appreciate your patience, and thank you for being a member of the Facebook community. 

......I'm back. The customer support leaves much to be desired, and I am becoming understanding of the "FB NAZI" comments that I have seen and dismissed in the past.

I am now officially back. Somebody post a link to this on your FB? It will make me feel a bit better for those that might rightfully think I went and Died on you.

New posts, because the things inside need a vent. Send me a note.....E-mail is on the sidebar, "Want to give Wollf a punch in the Snoot?"

Talk in a much smaller bit.

Thanks,

The Facebook Team

Oh, how time flies.......

It has been almost exactly two fricking years since I have posted. Anybody missed me? My problem is two fold. First, I am not seriously pissed off/ depressed, since being married to my Dragn, and secondly......... Oh, there isn't any secondly. Kinda like Billy Joel, but not as talented. Ya know? I am going to try getting started again, have to find my Laptop though. G-d Bless America. iPad posting just is a pain. Oh...... That was the "secondly" Wollf

Not My Son........H/T--- aA

Two men were having coffee, when one of them said: “Last night, my son just walked into the living room and said,”

“Dad, cancel my allowance immediately, rent my room out, throw all my clothes out of the window, take my TV, stereo, iPhone, iPod, and my laptop.

Please give my jewelry to the Salvation Army or Goodwill.

Then, sell my car.

Take my front door key away from me and throw me out of the house.

Then disown me and never talk to me again.

Don't forget to write me out of your will and leave my share to my brother.

”The other man said: “Wow, he really said that?”

“Well, he didn't put it quite that way.”

He actually said . . . “Dad, I've decided to work for Obama's re-election campaign.”

It worked about that way when I told my Father, GRHS, that I was going to support the Nixon-Agnew ticket over his choice of McGovern.....

Side note, I've been asked to come back to regular Blogging, so, until Politics makes me Nauseus...... here I am for now.....

By the way, if you didn't think that was at all funny.... you're too far gone to save.

Best wishes,
Wollf

George Washington

Well, just imagine that....... George was named the Britidh Empires greatest Foe......

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/history/9204961/George-Washington-named-Britains-greatest-ever-foe.html

I am attempting a return..... Just with things that intrigue me......

Life with Dragn is too wonderful to write deeply. Hey, I built a a Planter out of a Trombone today!

FB is Wollf Howlsatmoon.
Semper Fi, General!

You was just a dog......

Have you ever met Baxter Black?



Well, now you have.
Wollf

My Wonderful Life.....

Just a bit more on the personal updates.... then maybe I will abuse some politicians or other bottom feeder.....but first:

Youngest Daughter is coming to the Lair on a weekly basis for dinner. A most enjoyable time. At the Lair, Dragn is the Princess of the Kitchen. She doesn't want help, need help nor mostly appreciate me being in Her kitchen.... excepting Holidays....

Anyways, her position at School requires her to attend a Music Director's planning session this evening that overlaps with our scheduled dinner......

She appreciates my help in readying the suaree'.

She left me, and e-mailed me some very helpful 'instructions'to get 'er done. The Lovely Dragn is a little bit OCD, and here is what I received:




There is a LOT of laughter in our Home.

Thank goodness for the photos. My ADD might have sent me to the laundry room for the enchiladas..... and now I know to search the Lair for a window sill with fruit on it!

*Old running joke and a shout out to my longest time Faithful Reader, Rose: While I was rummaging in the refrigerator for the enchiladas, guess what I found behind the milk?*

My Car Keys.

Be good People and enjoy your Life half as much as I enjoy mine.
Wollf

Oops.......

Mongo says Hey!


That is all......

Wollf

Renewal......

Well, how have my Invisible Friends been? It's been since November that I wrote....wow.

I made it my one New Years resolution to begin Blogging again. I think I need it.... no, not as in the Beginning when I started this, when I NEEDED it to keep myself..... Things are good now, Married to the most wonderful Dragn, Family doing well... just no angst in my life, "Knock on Wood".

The youngest Female Cub is getting back in our lives, a scheduled dinner at the Lair once a week, Daughter #2 is within visiting range with the GrandCubs, Eldest Son Wolf the Elder is gainfully employed, in College and a really good young Man, and Lil'Wolfie... well, he's not so "Little" anymore.....

The Lair is full of fun and work and furry or feathered or....scaly Critters. Going out back is a bit of an expedition if only one of us goes. There are simply not enough hands that our Lord gave us to satisfactorally pet the fox, Lab and Saint at the same time.

And they want their petting at the same time..... (sarcastic "oh Woe is us"....)

Moved and settled in to the House, now Home that Wollf created. Dragn's sense of style is just like mine, we're 'rather' minimalist, leaning toward Art Deco Modern, I suppose.

Outside is good, excepting my continual Mission of ridding the yard of evil gophers.... they are a mini version of a Zombie Apocalypse.... Kill one, and another pops up.

Inside, it really feels like Our Home. Dragn had no problem in creating a "no Color" scheme.... well excepting Red, which I can see..... color blind, remember? Our color visioned Friends who visit say it looks great, so I am thankful.

In explanation, the Family Lair is three walls of a deep brick red, and then the whole home rolls through shades of black, greys and soft whites.

Wow, that was boring.......

Anyways, Wollf is back and will assail your senses once again with my rather off kilter observations.... enjoy or not, I can't worry about it.

OH!!!! Here's a little one.

We probably have the only home you've ever visited that has a Guest Bath downstairs with a prominent sign above the toilet theat reads:

Please Leave the Seat UP!

Remember, our Prodigal Kitteh is back home after 8 weeks in the wilderness.... He uses the toilet, no Litter in the Lair.... but if the seat is down?

If we're home, he'll complain LOUDLY! If we're not and missed it?

We don't want to go there....

Heh.

Now, welcome me back.

Love you Folks!
Wollf

The Commandant's Message

Happy 236 Marines!



Semper Fidelis,
Wollf

Great Track and Field.....

I was Head Coach of the local Youth Track and Field team here. It was a Lot of work, but moment "like" this made it all worth while.

My kids all learned great life lessons from their own struggles in the sport. I learned a lot about the human condition and the drive for success that we see in athletes.


Wollf

An adder to the Meme.......

The Insidious Facebook.......

All of my 'Conservative" and Vocal friends.....

You should seriously follow this link.

Facebook ain't 'private" by any means.

This is more insidious, and thus paranoia inducing than the now laughed out of town "Attack Watch" If you have ever mentioned the iWon in your postings, well just watch your back as they would say.

HERE!!!

FB is a left leaning organization, and that's fine by me, but this just pisses me off. iWon and his cronies are not on my Friends list.

Why is FB giving them access to accounts, and solely for when they mention the iWon?

I sure wish that facebook.com/WhiteHouse had a really BIG Dislike button!

Semper Fi,
Wollf

*Well, for you few that enjoy my Blog, at least this pulled me out of my doldrums...... there's that.*

Taxidermy Commercial....

....Say What?



Nope.

Oh Horry Clap.......

I Fart in your general direction!!!

Marine Corp Times is reporting that Marines serving in Afghanistan have been banned from “audible farting” because the act is considered offensive among the locals.

Seems to me like “audible farting” is one of those things that is considered offensive among all locals everywhere, but what do I know.

Or at the very least, a competitive sport amongst some.......

From Battle Rattle:

"So, for all Marines getting ready to go downwind, I mean downrange, be forewarned — you may have to hold it in… at least until you get back to your hooch where you can loudly crop dust your friends."

The story is HERE


Semper Fart.