We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
While riding the trails over hill and dale last weekend, I encountered this enchanting young lady (what do you call a mermaid that dwells on land?), lounging on a fallen log over the small stream we ride though, and where we water the horses.
Mrs. B. was riding with me. She always seems to be with me when I encounter such succubi, or nymphs, or odalisques, or sirens, or whatever they are called. These remarkable beings only speak with a voice that sounds like a breeze through the leaves and and the rippling of the streams. Sometimes they make themselves visible. Most times, not.
I saw one of 'em just last week. Now, I'm not complaining but I think they're mostly to tease poor fools like myself, 'cause ya' know they're pretty fit and they run like the devil. I don't think they sink in the mud as I've never seen one leave a foot print; and they pert near skip over the water. Now all that leaves a fool like me stumbling through the deep mud--they always seem to steer towards the deep mud--and falling into the brambles ripping my clothes and such. Now I don't mind the chase...it gives me something to think about, but there's hell to catch when I get home and the wife sees me all tore up and muddy. Can't wait to get back out into the woods, though...wife can yell all she wants. Hells bells, it's how I caught her and settled her down in wedded bliss and now she wants this old dog to lay down on the porch and soak up sunlight. But I've got to tell ya', this dog was born to hunt.
According to AOL's front page, where they give sex advice all the time and how a mom discovered some magic potion you need, the advice today was the difference in men and women leading up to sex. Women like foreplay and sex in the backseat of the car in the garage to remind them of how fun it was. Jephnol, you nailed it for men: You dogs are born to hunt. AOL quoted a line in a movie where some guy says: "A woman just has to show up."
If you are in the area stop by and say hey : I will be doing the audio at The Friends of America Rally On Labor Day, in Logan, West Virginia
Hank Williams, Jr. and John Rich will be performing and Fox News Host Sean Hannity will be speaking at this free event on Monday, September 7th from 10.30 am until 8 pm. Ted Nugent will be the eventís emcee.