Let’s face it, everybody needs to see him: Dog wants kitty.

When A Ford And A Chevy……

This Merle song is an awesome commentary on today’s life in America. Here is my list of thoughts in no particular order or reason!

Hyphenated American labels: You know, Japanese, Chinese, African. Whatever happened to just being an American of “fill in the blank” decent.

Owning up to your bad choices, and not blaming your mamma, daddy, or position in life….or the color of your skin.

Calling bull crap when somebody says, or does something stupid. To a Christian Conservative like myself, “Stupid” has the same definition as “Porn”. Ya know it when you see it.

Giving thanks in public for the Man upstairs and not giving a rat’s rear what others think.

Buying pants that fit correctly, and don’t have stupid sayings on them. Goes for shirts too.

Not buying clothing that promotes communist or socialist revolutionaries.

Making fun of public figures that cry when they get rolled up for doing something stupid or illegal.

Not being ashamed to fail.

Dude With Bombs Arrested 8 Days Before Boston

Why was this kept so quite? Is he being set up to distract from an on going government cover up? Who knows?!!!

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/04/25/mykyta-panasenko-arrested_n_3158241.html
A Jersey City, N.J. man was arrested at a Hoboken train station carrying two homemade explosives, The Jersey Journal reports, eight days before two bombs exploded at the finish line of the Boston Marathon.

Donkey Kong Classic Game

Donkey Kong Classic Game.

George Jones Passes: My BoomBox Buddy

This is a crusher, and I am not usually a affected by the death of a performer I never met. But George is different. Not only is he my favorite, but was my pop’s favorite too. Can’t tell ya how many beers I have guzzled listening to George’s songs.

Old Dogs, Children, and Watermelon Wine

Good call Unit! Here is the video.

What?!? Congressional Leaders Seek ObamaCare Exemption

Wal-mart Has It All: Tires, Table Cloths, And Tricks

Geez, disgusting and hilarious all at once. Dude giving hummers at the store. How the heck did he ring this up after going down? 🙂 Homeboy should change his name to “Falitio” Bills!

http://www.thesmokinggun.com/documents/walmart-prostitution-567912

Foster Bills, 22, was arrested after Wal-Mart managers contacted state troopers to report that they had received “an anonymous complaint of a male subject performing sexual acts in a secluded location” in the Queensbury store.

The “secluded location” was apparently a Wal-Mart bathroom, and johns were solicited through Craigslist “casual encounters” ads

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.

Beer Shoes

While Beer Goggles grab all the fame and glory, Beer Shoes is the foundation of any professional beer drinker. Beer Shoes, from here on will be addressed as BS, does all the heavy lifting. They are the pair that gets you to the place beer is sold. Without BS, the fridge would not be stocked, and the ice chest would be for ever lonely.

My BS travel with me where ever I go. They relax in my golf bag during a round, resting up for the 19th hole. Were they gladly appear, replacing the heavy, and some time odorous golf shoes. To sit happily upon my flippers, watching me smoothly consume my frosty beverage buddies, one by one.

They also wait patiently in the trunk, while their owner works his digits to bone. When the light fills the trunk, and they are called into action, they don’t miss a beat. BS have dangers that lurk: gravel, dung, dirt, and the always terminal broken strap. The old saying “Don’t knock a fella til you walk a mile in his shoes” is a good one, but “Never forget the importance of BS” is great!