Friday, April 30, 2010
Our BEST Going GaGa...SMILE Moment...
The Lady GaGa - Telephone - are on the sidebar of the YouTube link...if you really want to view that one! :-)
Thursday, April 29, 2010
I Don't RECALL-Sound Familiar?!!...Update on "Michigan "Militia Case"..
Trips down memory lane--
Now the lead FBI agent testifying during the 'Michigan Militia' trial doesn't--"..RECALL..."...
Found another great site.. too---
An FBI agent who led the investigation of nine Michigan militia members charged with trying to launch war against the federal government couldn’t recall many details of the two-year probe yesterday during questioning by defense lawyers.
Even the judge who must decide whether to release the nine until trial was puzzled.
“I share the frustrations of the defense team … that she doesn’t know anything,” U.S. District Judge Victoria Roberts said after agent Leslie Larsen confessed she hadn’t reviewed her notes recently and couldn’t remember specific details of the case.
Judge Roberts is hearing an appeal of another judge’s order that has kept members of so-called Hutaree militia in jail since their arrest in late March.
I'm adding to my roll...
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Two Females-50 -ish-30-ish ---and the SECOND..
local community college ---'cowboy shooting' at Farm Walk ---two females (one about 50 the other-about 30 with her child) -bho supporters-shaking their heads at the cowboy shooting event--"not good for the children-" they said---
I turned-put up two fingers --and said---"I don't agree...it has to do with the Second." they said --- .."second --second???" Oh you must be a
Republican talking about something in the Constitution..." they said - shaking their heads...
We've got to get our education system BACK!!!
Thank you MR at IBA for this video...
A well regulated militia being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the People to keep and bear arms shall not be infringed
Friday, April 23, 2010
From Rino to RINO---
Can you believe that I actually wrote with lengthy sentences w/o acronyms and 'word bytes' ?!!!!!!!
What you are about to read is the first page of the newsletter segment written for my Republican Women Federated Chapter - June 1993--I was chair of both Campaign / Precinct and Education!!!
Notice the reference to Rino which later became RINO!!-----
The articles were typed using an 'old fashioned' typewriter!!!
Campaign/ Precinct June 1993:
There are still those that believe that the Republican Party should relieve itself of its moral-conservative planks and head for a centrist position. A few facts from the Nov. elections may help put things into perspective.
California: The Republican Party lost 1.5 million votes, however, NO CONSERVATIVE INCUMBENT LOST- Eight (8) out of 13 conservative candidates for State Assembly won. Conservatives regained control of the Republican Caucus AND!!! EVERY MODERATE REPUBLICAN LOST!!!!
A Short Story- _ Time for a Change_ : by Carol: June 1993
Norman Elephant sat back trying to concentrate on his hand. He reflected on the way he and other Elephant friends from the George Washington School of Ethics and Morality used to run their monthly card party.
They'd chat about the events in each others' lives during the month past-then-out would come the transparent deck-Each knowing that the honor of the others was such that there would be no peeking.
Tonight's game was different. With the inclusion of the Rinos, the party had lost its free and gentle flare. It started a few months ago with one Rino asking to join and all - but Norm- agreeing (to show their tolerance). Pretty soon there were more Rinos than Elephants.
The rules had to be changed too. Rather than transparent cards-they had to use heavy -duty cards because the Rinos said they were honorable but, the Elephants soon learned that they always resorted to peeking. The betting was more intense as well. The Rinos played for keeps!
They also continually demanded small changes.
At first it was the request to pull certain cards from the deck. The Absolute of Diamonds (which represented the Elephants' substance) was the first to go. It was replaced by the Arbitrary of *CZ.
Soon, most of the deck had been changed.
Several of the party originals lost their positions, homes, and family members for it seemed that the Rinos could not lose.
Norm suspected it had something to do with the new glasses the Rinos were wearing. It seemed that they could see through the new decks that had been purchased through a Rino distributor.
Norm also thought about the meeting he had called. He hoped that some the the original players would agree with him that changes had to be made...
*(Cubic Zirconia-or false diamond) CZ
Nothing has changed --has it?!!!
I will soon write about the first RINO buttons...I still have one or two !!!
My friend took my word rino and turned it into buttons-RINO-went to a major R Convention- the rest is history..
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Monday, April 19, 2010
For Our BEST-FIGHT or Get Out of the Way!! Today honoring the National Guard...
MR has the words to the song posted via the link...
Monday, April 12, 2010
The Rescued Black Lab---Scroll -Then Let Me Know Your Take....
They told me the big black Lab's name was Reggie,
as I looked at him lying in his pen. The shelter was
clean, no-kill, and the people really friendly.
I'd only been in the area for six months, but everywhere
I went in the small college town, people were welcoming and open. Everyone waves when you pass them on the
But something was still missing as I attempted to
settle in to my new life here, and I thought a dog
couldn't hurt. Give me someone to talk to.
And I had just seen Reggie's advertisement on the local
news. The shelter said they had received numerous
calls right after, but they said the people who had come
down to see him just didn't look like "Lab
people," whatever that meant. They must've
thought I did.
But at first, I thought the shelter had misjudged me
in giving me Reggie and his things, which consisted of a dog pad, bag of toys almost all of which were brand new tennis
balls, his dishes, and a sealed letter from his previous
owner. See, Reggie and I didn't really hit it off
when we got home. We struggled for two weeks (which is
how long the shelter told me to give him to adjust to his
new home). Maybe it was the fact that I was trying to
adjust, too. Maybe we were too much alike.
For some reason, his stuff (except for the tennis
balls --- he wouldn't go anywhere without two stuffed in
his mouth) got tossed in with all of my other unpacked
boxes. I guess I didn't really think he'd need
all his old stuff, that I'd get him new things once he
settled in. But it became pretty clear pretty soon
that he wasn't going to.
I tried the normal commands the shelter told me he
knew, ones like "sit" and "stay" and
"come" and "heel," and he'd follow
them - when he felt like it. He never really seemed to
listen when I called his name --- sure, he'd look in my
direction after the fourth or fifth time I said it, but then
he'd just go back to doing whatever. When I'd
ask again, you could almost see him sigh and then grudgingly
This just wasn't going to work. He chewed a
couple shoes and some unpacked boxes. I was a little
too stern with him and he resented it, I could tell.
The friction got so bad that I couldn't wait for the two
weeks to be up, and when it was, I was in full-on search
mode for my cell phone amid all of my unpacked stuff. I
remembered leaving it on the stack of boxes for the guest
room, but I also mumbled, rather cynically, that the
"damn dog probably hid it on me."
Finally I found it, but before I could punch up the
shelter's number, I also found his pad and other toys
from the shelter...I tossed the pad in Reggie's
direction and he snuffed it and wagged, some of the most
enthusiasm I'd seen since bringing him home. But
then I called, "Hey, Reggie, you like that? Come
here and I'll give you a treat." Instead, he
sort of glanced in my direction --- maybe "glared"
is more accurate --- and then gave a discontented sigh and
flopped down. With his back to me.
Well, that's not going to do it either, I
thought. And I punched the shelter phone number.
But I hung up when I saw the sealed envelope. I
had completely forgotten about that, too. "Okay,
Reggie," I said out loud, "let's see if
your previous owner has any advice.".... .....
Whoever Gets My Dog:
Well, I can't say that I'm
happy you're reading this, a letter I told the shelter
could only be opened by Reggie's new owner.
I'm not even happy writing it. If you're
reading this, it means I just got back from my last car ride
with my Lab after dropping him off at the shelter. He
knew something was different. I have packed up his pad
and toys before and set them by the back door before a trip,
but this time... it's like he knew something was
wrong. And something is wrong...which is why I have
to go to try to make it right.
So let me tell you about my Lab in the hopes that it
will help you bond with him and he with
First, he loves tennis balls.
The more the merrier. Sometimes I think he's part
squirrel, the way he hordes them. He usually always
has two in his mouth, and he tries to get a third in
there. Hasn't done it yet. Doesn't
matter where you throw them, he'll bound after it, so be
careful - really don't do it by any roads. I made
that mistake once, and it almost cost him
Next, commands. Maybe the shelter staff
already told you, but I'll go over them
again: Reggie knows the obvious ones ---
"sit," "stay," "come," "heel."
He knows hand signals:
"back" to turn around and go back when you put
your hand straight up; and "over" if you put your
hand out right or left. "Shake" for shaking
water off, and "paw" for a high-five. He
does "down" when he feels like lying down --- I bet
you could work on that with him some more. He knows
"ball" and "food" and "bone"
and "treat" like nobody's
I trained Reggie with small food
treats. Nothing opens his ears like little pieces
of hot dog.
Feeding schedule: twice a day,
once about seven in the morning, and again at six in
the evening. Regular store-bought stuff; the shelter
has the brand.
He's up on his shots.
Call the clinic on 9th Street and update his info with
yours; they'll make sure to send you reminders for when
he's due. Be forewarned: Reggie hates the
vet. Good luck getting him in the car --- I don't
know how he knows when it's time to go to the vet, but
Finally, give him some time.
I've never been married, so it's only been Reggie
and me for his whole life. He's gone everywhere
with me, so please include him on your daily car rides if
you can. He sits well in the backseat, and he
doesn't bark or complain. He just loves to be
around people, and me most especially.
Which means that this transition is
going to be hard, with him going to live with someone
And that's why I need to share
one more bit of info with you....
His name's not
I don't know what made me do it, but
when I dropped him off at the shelter, I told them
his name was Reggie.
He's a smart dog, he'll get used to it
and will respond to it, of that I have no
doubt. But I just couldn't bear to give them his
real name. For me to do that, it seemed so final, that
handing him over to the shelter was as good as me admitting
that I'd never see him again. And if I end up
coming back, getting him, and tearing up this letter, it
means everything's fine. But if someone else is
reading it, well ... well it means that his new owner should
know his real name. It'll help you bond with
him. Who knows, maybe you'll even notice a change
in his demeanor if he's been giving you
His real name is "Tank".
Because that is what I
Again, if you're reading this
and you're from the area, maybe my name has been on the
news. I told the shelter that they couldn't make
"Reggie" available for adoption until they
received word from my company commander. See, my
parents are gone, I have no siblings, no one I could've
left Tank with ... and it was my only real request of the
Army upon my deployment to Iraq , that they make one phone...
call the shelter .... in the "event" ... to tell
them that Tank could be put up for adoption. Luckily,
my colonel is a dog guy, too, and he knew where my platoon
was headed. He said he'd do it
personally. And if you're reading this, then
he made good on his word.
Well, this letter is getting downright depressing,
even though, frankly, I'm just
writing it for my dog. I couldn't imagine if I was
writing it for a wife and kids and family ... but still,
Tank has been my family for the last six years, almost as
long as the Army has been my family.
And now I hope and pray that you
make him part of your family and that he will adjust and
come to love you the same way he loved me.
That unconditional love from a dog
is what I take with me to Iraq as an inspiration to do
something selfless, to protect innocent people from those
who would do terrible things .... and to keep those terrible
people from coming over here. If I have to give up Tank
in order to do it, I am glad to have done so. He is
my example of service and of love. I hope I honored
him by my service to my country and comrades.
All right, that's enough.
I deploy this evening and have to drop this letter off at
the shelter. I don't think I'll say another
good-bye to Tank, though. I cried too much the first
time. Maybe I'll peek in on him and see if he
finally got that third tennis ball in his
Good luck with Tank. Give him
a good home, and give him an extra kiss goodnight - every
night - from me.
Thank you, Paul
____________ _________ _________ _______
the letter and slipped it back in the envelope. Sure I
had heard of Paul Mallory, everyone in town knew him, even
new people like me. Local kid, killed in Iraq a few
months ago and posthumously earning the Silver Star when he
gave his life to save three buddies. Flags had been at
half-mast all summer.
I leaned forward in my chair and rested my elbows on
my knees, staring at the dog.
"Hey, Tank," I said quietly.
The dog's head whipped up, his ears cocked and his
He was instantly on his feet, his nails clicking on
the hardwood floor. He sat in front of me, his head
tilted, searching for the name he hadn't heard in months.
"Tank," I whispered.
His tail swished.
I kept whispering his name, over and over, and each
time, his ears lowered, his eyes softened, and his posture
relaxed as a wave of contentment just seemed to flood
him. I stroked his ears, rubbed his shoulders, buried
my face into his scruff and hugged him.
"It's me now, Tank, just you and me.
Your old pal gave you to me." Tank reached up and
licked my cheek. "So whatdaya say we play some
ball?" His ears perked again.
"Yeah? Ball? You like that?
Ball?" Tank tore from my hands and
disappeared in the next room.
And when he came back, he had three tennis balls in
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Christian Leadership Beware-
I have a new term which I have @copy written:
OVERT over COVERT---
Leaders - if you hide evil - or try to cover it up --- I and my fellow Christians will EXPOSE your COVERT activity....
I am-personally- an EQUAL OPPORTUNITY EXPOSITOR or "EXPOSER"
#The RED LETTERS are the actual quoted words of our LORD Jesus Christ...
If there is anything that does not line up with those words we will question and expose....
Saturday, April 10, 2010
KIA---These Are Getting Harder and Harder for me to post...
Lt. Robert W. Collins, 24, of Tyrone, Ga.(West Point 2008) and Pfc. William A. Blount, 21,
Petal, Miss. April 7 in Mosul, Iraq...
The ALINSKY-ization of the Roman Cahtolic Church ..and Possibly Other Christian Denominations
As an equal opportunity Christian leadership watcher--see the link to my post on the Lutheran Church:
Michelle Malkin (a Roman Catholic) has a thorough take on how a Christian denomination can be fooled by those who follow the Alinsky "Rules"....
Check out her numerous - and factually linked articles...
and my own post on Alinsky...
my own post on the Lutheran Church...
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Surreptitious-Taxpayer Funded Charter School Program to Set Up Religious Schools...
A clever follower of Islam is doing it in Pennsylvania!!!
My Christian friends-Why don't we use the Charter School program to teach our children how to READ-Write-Calculate with Numbers (Math) and to THINK and actually READ the BIBLE -Aloud...
the clever followers of Islam do!!!!!!!!!!!
Training Up for the Overthrow of US..
Monday, April 5, 2010
Life - Liberty- PROPERTY---Original words for a reason...
h/t- M. Malkin: Can You Say SF MOB taking Property?...using our tax $$$$ -my guess --the old organization with a new name is a tax deferred entity...
A quick post but important-without PROPERTY being sacrosanct...they the THEY can steal anything of yours with impunity!!!!
THEY= Dark Side (Lucifer's Kids-alinsky-ayers-mao-stalin-bho-) shall I go on?!!!
Sunday, April 4, 2010
BOLD Christian Leader ---He Is NOT AFRAID to Name THE NAME!!!!!!!!!
This a a Christian leader who is NOT AFRAID!!! of Naming the NAME ABOVE ALL NAMES!!!!! JESUS CHRIST >>>>>>>>>>>
When Minister Joe Wright was asked to open
the new session of the Kansas House, everyone was expecting the usual generalities, but this is what they heard:
Heavenly Father, we come before you today to ask
your forgiveness and to seek your direction and
guidance. We know Your Word says, 'Woe to those
who call evil good,' but that is exactly what we
We have lost our spiritual equilibrium and reversed
We have exploited the poor and called it
We have rewarded laziness and called it
We have killed our unborn and called it
We have shot abortionists and called it
We have neglected to discipline our
children and called it building self esteem....
We have abused power and called it
We have coveted our neighbor's possessions
and called it ambition.
We have polluted the air with profanity and
pornography and called it freedom of expression.
We have ridiculed the time-honored values
of our forefathers and called it enlightenment.
Search us, Oh, God, and know our hearts
today; cleanse us from every sin and set us free.
I ask in the name of your Son, The Living Savior, Jesus Christ
NOTICE-He said the words that every pastor is requested NOT to say at the end of a 'public' prayer:
I ask in the name of your Son, The Living Savior, Jesus Christ
The REST OF THE STORY---
The response was immediate. A number of legislators walked out during the prayer in protest. In 6 short weeks, Central Christian Church, where Rev. Wright is pastor, logged more than 5,000 phone calls with only 47 of those calls responding negatively. The church is now receiving international requests for copies of this prayer from India, Africa, and Korea.
Commentator Paul Harvey aired this prayer on "The Rest of the Story" on the radio and received a larger response to this program than any other he has ever aired.
I would love to have this man speak at a Lutherans for Life event!!!
Saturday, April 3, 2010
He Is Risen in DEED!!!
Thank you - My Friend- Jesus and My Mighty LORD!!!
NO KING BUT KING JESUS!!!!
Friday, April 2, 2010
GOOD FRIDAY-Isaac Watts -A Christian Soldier
Joy to the World is one of Isaac Watts hymns ....
WHEN I SURVEY THE WONDROUS CROSS is the one I present to you on this GOOD FRIDAY...
When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.
Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ my God!
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His blood.
See from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down!
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
His dying crimson, like a robe,
Spreads o’er His body on the tree;
Then I am dead to all the globe,
And all the globe is dead to me.
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all