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.
The pictures of the snowfall are incredible. Another data point for Al Gore to use in his Global Warming Carnival.
Here in north Florida, Orange Park , just south of Jacksonville and 80 mile north of Daytona Beach (Daytona 500, this Sunday on FOX) it was 78 degrees on my front porch but only 11 degrees on my Montana property via the net.
Ya'll come on down herya now, we hav'n blackeyed peas, baby back ribs, cornbread and some mash drained twice thu da radiator of a ole Edsel. Top all dat wiff sum pecan pie and a blunt, I mean cigar and it's a Dixie night delight.
You can say that yum again. As an ol' J-ville boy myself Habu, you are makn' my mouth water. But, as for temps, here in sunny Tucson it's 68-43 and clear blue skies. Though I admit too some jealousy re some good snowy weather. Depending on ones responsibilities it can sooth the soul. BTW H. did you get ahold o'that email addy?
CMC...got my sneaks work'n on a di-rect email to CMC ..they know it they just need to get a bit more comfortable lett'n it go...I can understand.
But it's not like I'm gonna say anything nasty, I respect the CMC...i just want him to know that making Marines change diapers isn't in the Corps history, nor should it ever be so.
As was said so eloquently in Full Metal Jacket..Marines kill people and when we were in all Marines were riflemen first, second, and third. I personally think it should stay that way. If they want the other stuff bring in the Peace Corps.
lived in State College, PA for three and a half years and each winter they would say it was worst one on record.
We had a two story house , the back half kinda bermed inot a hillside. The snow would drift to 10-12 feet high so thaat I could jump off the roof inot the snow and not feel a thing..it was neat.
back in those days State College (PennState Univ) had a population of 12k and a student body of 16k. Everybody was affiliated with the Penn State and it was like living in a Norman Rockwell world. Looking back those were the best years of my life, 1960-63 1/2...lived next door to the backfield coach and my mother and father played bridge with Joe Paterno. Rip Engle was the head coach then.
I saw Roger Staubach play for Navy vs. Penn State in State College (technically University Park)..if any of you ever get up there go to the Creamery where they make THE BEST ice cream in the world.
Norman Rockwell days...yes, I get the picture. Nostalgia...don't know whether to love it or hate it, invite it in or hide from it. It always comes at ya from two directions, love of the memory, and regret for all that can never be again, boo fricken hoo.