Went To A Garden Party

Well, no I did not, but I did go see Mathew and Gunner; Ricky Nelson’s boys this past weekend. They have a tribute show, and it is amazing. It is just more than them singing their pop’s tunes. They give some really good insight to who Rick Nelson was as a man. They did not speak of his drug use, but they did talk at length about some of the folks who came by their house as they were growing up. George Harrison, Bob Dylan, Cass Elliot, and a few others that I am forgetting. So I can see where the drug issues may have crept in. But there is no doubt that he was a very good father.

The Nelson boys are amazing. 10 million records sold on their own. They played this past Saturday in Modesto CA. Just the two of them and their guitars. Talent runs in this family. Little known fact: Ricky and Elvis were really good friends. One day Elvis challenged Ricky and his friends to a football game. Ricky shows up with his old high school buddies, and The King shows up with his Memphis Mafia. The Elvis team beat the crap out of them. Later, Ricky returns the favor and challenges Elvis to another game. The Memphis Mafia arrived first. Soon after, a bus pulls up to the field; The starting line up from the L.A. Rams pile off of the bus. Bad day for Elvis and his boys!

A Man Is Only As Good As His Word

Yeah, I know this sounds pretty antiquated, but in my book it still rings true and it has been used a million times in classic western pics. What also sticks in my craw is when somebody wears their faith on their sleeve, but when the rubber hits the road, they toss it out the window. Case in point. Somebody who I considered a good friend, and brother in Christ, failed to follow through on a promise. A really big one to boot. I would have had more respect if they would have just said I am not going to honor my word. Ok, got it, have a nice life see you never. Instead I get the stuff from the business end of the cow tossed at me. The good old “I never said that” song and dance. Then, after a good verbal joust, I get the like nothing never happened routine. You know, “How’s the weather” line. Now it is no longer about the material object in question, it is about the disappointment in an unChristian act, by a good friend. I just said,” You made the promise under God’s Eyes.” And walked away. I will ask one more time for the promise to be kept. No biggie if it ain’t, because the pain of seeing some one stray from their professed beliefs is what really is at issue.

Recent Observations By The Hillbilly

I just have to share a couple of classic, and hilarious things I have witnessed in the past few days. Thankfully, none of them are involve me, beer, and mud. So here they are:

Meth Head Broad riding a multiple speed bike, in first gear peddling a hundred miles wearing sweat pants, tank top, and no shoes. Oh, and she was riding down an overpass, so top speed was about 30 mph. In tweaker miles, it was a 108 mph!

Yellow hat, bright orange shirt, shorts, and shoes. This is what a guy was wearing yesterday on the driving range at the golf course. A couple of thoughts here: Gramps realizes he is of the age he can wear, and do anything he pleases. Two: He is in the California Department of Transportation Hall of Fame. ( These workers wear bright orange uniforms for those of you who are not living in Cali.) Three; he has been so emasculated that his wife now dresses him from head to toe. Thing is, Neon Gramps could pound whitey pretty good. He has a decent swing, so us fellow golfers won’t give him the business about his duds, just give him grief over the fact his wife does not allow him to wear his testicles anymore.

The Call

Not talking about the 80′s band, but rather the phone call I am praying for from my vet. Like I postewd earlier, if the boys are able to keep the grub in their boilers, they are going to be sent home. I have not seen them since Sunday, 3:30pm. It is now Wednesday, so by the time I travel to pick them up, it will have been 72 hours of no B.W. and Bill-Willy. Since I helped deliver them on August 17th, 2012, I have seen them every day. This remeinded me of the fact that when my father was alive, I never went more than two weeks without seeing him, and he died when I was 31 years old. I guess one could say I need to get out and travel more, but most of the greatest things in my life are very near to my back yard and ice chest.

Settle down folks, you know if I mention a band, I am going to post a video :) My question is: Where are the plugging their equipment in at? This really is green energy.

I’ve Got Nothin’

Ever have one of those days when you feel like blogging, but nothing jumps out of your dome and onto the screen? Today is that day for me. I really got nothin’ due to the simple fact I am still staying away from anything political. Don’t worry, I still have crazy amounts of farm stories from my earlier days as little Hillbilly, but I am not digging into it like a tick on a hounds ear!

Maybe it has something to do with the sunny 70 degree weather today, or the fact I am heading out to golf practice in a few short minutes.

” I Have Never Swung A Baseball Bat”

I have heard this response for almost all of my six season of coaching golf. Every season I get golfers who have never picked up a club, so after I show them how to grip the thing, I asked them to swing it like they are hitting a pitched baseball. The title of this thread is almost always the response I get! I am talking never. If I was able to transport myself back to the 1950′s,60′s, 70′s, 80′s, and even as recent as the 90′s, I doubt I would hear this as much as I do. So what the hell happened?

In my un-humble opinion, I am going with video games and the internet as the culprits. As for video games? I have played them since Pong first came onto the scene. Played them through college, and even to this day, I play Tiger Woods’s golf on the Play Station. Thing is, it does not take the place of my physical activities. I had one player a few years back actually tell me he worked on his golf game all weekend long. I was thinking he spent hours at the driving range grinding away. Nope, he told me he played Wii golf! As for the Inter-Net? It is as addictive as any drug and it is virtually free. Kids, as well as adults, are able to create a universe where they are god. Almost any behavior is acceptable, and there is virtually no accountability for any actions. Like being a kid sans parents. So why would kids want to leave their insulated domain and venture into the real world of physical activity?

Don’t know if I have an answer to this. I know when I was a kid I would take a hand full of golf balls and hit them from the back yard to the furthest fence post fo our three acre farm. I would walk to them with my dog Mandy, and hit them back. I would repeat this for hours, five to seven days a week during the summer. I would also spend hours a day bouncing a tennis ball off of the water-pump house to sharpen my defensive skills for baseball.

I guess for a kid who has never swung a bat, the answer is “Well it is about time you tried it.” Of course, with me, they are swinging a golf club. I guess they gotta put down the controller, or mouse and start

Who Should Care About CAIR? We Should

I did not hear a peep from the cable news organizations about this!

http://www.centerforsecuritypolicy.org/p19154.xml

American Freedom Law Center | Nov 26, 2012

Washington, D.C. (November 26, 2012) – Last Friday, the Law Offices of David Yerushalmi, P.C. and the American Freedom Law Center (AFLC) filed a devastating legal brief supported by hundreds of pages of evidence,http://www.centerforsecuritypolicy.org/p19154.xml asking a federal judge to find the Council on American-Islamic Relations (CAIR) liable to five of its former clients for fraud, breach of fiduciary duty, and intentional infliction of emotional distress. The legal brief demonstrates beyond any reasonable doubt that CAIR is a criminal organization that deceptively holds itself out to the public as the nation’s largest Muslim-American civil rights organization.

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