I am back up and running.

having recovered from my little spill.

Thanks to Obamacare I have met a couple of new doctors because I could not keep the one I liked.

I did just find one that seems to be OK, though.

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One of the things I have noticed is that a lot of people

are smartening up and seeing what the media is doing.

They also see what a lot of far leftists are doing and it looks to me like a lot of middle of the road Democrats are realizing the Democratic party ain't the party of JFK and Harry Truman anymore. They are no longer trusting either party or the media anymore.

The further to the left the Democratic party goes these days the more of the membership drops out.

On the other hand there are a lot of pretty pissed off Republicans out there, too, as evidenced by the fact that they overthrew the party bosses and elected Trump.

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Desert Command

The other day I had the laptop hooked to the TV and was sort of leaving old movies on for background. 'Desert Command' came on and I recognized it instantly. The music was unmistakable even though I have not seen it in about 60 years.

Actually the movie itself is not what I remember. The movie is a compilation of three episodes of a series of short films. I remember that on Saturday mornings a local station had some sort of adventure programming and they aired the serial.

It is funny how things from sixty years can pop out out of nowhere. Here's an ad I remember well.

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In the background there is a program on

about the American Volunteer Group in China. They are also known as the Flying Tigers.

I am not going to write about the Flying Tigers here because there are a number of excellent books out there.

The thing I just heard is something I have heard before and it never fails to anger me.

Apparently Claire Chennault wrote a paper on pilot strategy in dealing with Japanese Zeroes. The Zero was a very formidable fighter plane, especially at the beginning of the war. He sent it to the American military authorities who did not disseminate it to the American pilots. Things like this are criminal.


I can't help wonder how many American pilots were lost in the Pacific because of this. Someone should have been jailed for this.

It really angers me when I see something get hidden away, thrown out, ditched or ignored by someone to prevent a bruised ego.

That and NIH (not invented here) syndrome have cost this country a lot in terms of money and lives.

It's too bad that those responsible were not held accountable for their omissions.

    




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Memorial Day weekend

Which is often mistaken for Veteran's Day.

It is not. It is not a day to celebrate the living. It is a day to stop and remember the guys that didn't make it home.

It is not a day to thank a living veteran. It is a day to pass by a cemetery and reflect for a few minutes.



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Stop trying to save me from myself.

You know who you are and you know what you are doing.

Leave things alone. Stay the hell out of my things and leave thins as I have set them. You are doing me no favors when I find myself roasting or freezing at 0300 because you decided to reset the thermostat to save 12 cents.

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Another thing to you know who you are.

Stop getting all worked up and overly sensitive when I start talking about my final arrangements. I do not like it when you act like a dumbass and start fawning all over me like I'm on a death bed and getting ready to up and die. Quit it. Now, dumbass. Shut up and learn something.

First of all I'm in pretty good health which is exactly the proper time to take care of final arrangements. I have no plans of going anywhere in the near future.

Of course you are probably agog wondering why I am making my plans now when I am still healthy so your dumbassedness is probably shifting into high gear. You're thinking along the 'You can't fool me' lines and think that I am hiding my upcoming demise.

The truth is I am being sneaky. I am having my will taken care of while I am healthy so I can keep you in line for the rest of my days by threatening to cut you out of it.

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Another thing about the way things are going.

I am sore now from dumping a motorcycle recently. I was practicing up for my road test to get my license endorsed with a motorcycle rating when I dumped it. Truth is I made a rookie mistake.

I did get somewhat banged up as to be expected but none of it was life threatening or serious I was bruised up pretty good.

Of course someone asked me why I was trying to get a motorcycle endorsement at my age.

“What am I supposed to do?” I asked. “Think I ought to wait another ten or fifteen years?”

The time to do something is when you can and in a way I should be upset with myself for not doing this a long time ago.

On the other hand there is a certain elan to dumping a motorcycle at the age of 65 and then getting back on it and tooling on down to take a road test while just a few minutes later covered with fresh road rash and freshly bruised up.

I think that in one sense I am going to call this one perfect timing.

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Someone asked me what I was doing on a motorcycle at my age. I told them I was headed down to the Social Security office to pick up my check.

He looked stunned.

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May 25th, 2017

I think I'll have codfish and eggs for breakfast today. That sounds pretty good this morning. 

Last night I went out with a friend I have not seen in about eight years since he retired from the Marine Corps. We went out for a light meal at a place I used to go to for their steaks.

I'm still kind of sore and I almost begged off but I'm beginning to feel pretty good so getting out probably did me more good than harm. Whatever.

A retired gunnery sergeant with over 22  years he told me a pretty funny story about his retirement. He said he stayed for 22 years and ten months because he thought he had to serve his entire final enlistment!

Anyway it was fun seeing him after all of those years. We Had a few chuckles and shared future plans. 

It is always good running into someone from your past that you had a good time with and this was no exception. When we met he was in recruiting duty here and did well on it to the point where he parked his primary MOS of ammo tech and became a recruiter for the rest of his career.

The service is a pretty good place for opportunities and this guy took advantage of it. He took advantage of the educational opportunities and got a Master's degree at government expense and retired from active duty at the ripe old age of 42.

I always get a kick out of the people that think the service is a bad deal for people. The US military has probably financed more educations than almost anything out there.


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I am going to start spending more time with my niece and nephew and their kids.

I am getting old and although I can still get out and about well enough I ham rapidly learning it is not going to be that way forever.

Like I said to someone, I got shot the other day and although it was only a flesh wound it served to show me I am not bulletproof.

I want to spend time with the kids while I can. Time goes too fast too let things slide anymore because it seems to me like tomorrow is getting a lot closer to today. As of right now, tomorrow is only 17 hours away.

Over the last month I have done a few things in life I have kept putting off and it's sure fun to have done them and put them under my belt. I have somewhat mixed feelings about some things but I am glad I put others off until now.

There is a certain elan to making a parachute jump in ones mid 60s. I do have to admit, though, that a free fall to me was somewhat of a let down. I would have enjoyed a hop and pop a lot more.

Still, I'm kind of glad I waited but glad I did it while I still could.

One of the things I have done is stop smoking and as I write if has been six months and twelve days. Still, after about five decades of Camel Lungbusters there has to be damage there that cessation isn't going to make go away and I have found out there is some.

One of the things about me is I am not 100% stupid and as such not surprised. Incidentally don't go running around trying to diagnose me or wondering if there is anything specific going on. There isn't anything specific coming up now.

Actually the problems I have now are not my own, but the wailing, moaning and gnashing of teeth of others. Certain people say things that are not well thought out. 

"Maybe if you eat wild hickory nuts mixed with flax seed and ground up huckleberries it'll get better." or some such crap.

How about maybe not. What it is it is. Leave it the hell alone. There is no fountain of youth and even if there was I would not be fooling myself by chasing it.

Every life has a beginning, a middle and an end and when you realize that and face it life gets a lot easier to live.

Although I am not looking at the end of life straight in the eye now, I do know it is out there wrapped around a corner awaiting me.

I feel fortunate I have just realized this and have been given a heads up because I do believe it will spurn me on to get a few more things done.


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I am still pretty sore today for reasons I won't get into.

I do have a pretty good Old School git 'er done story to tell but I do not believe posting it here is a wise idea.

I may share my personal source of pride with a few people but it is not a good idea to post it here.




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I graduated from motorcycle school and now I am a licensed

motorcycle operator which means nothing as I have no intention of getting a bike.

A few months ago I would have seriously considered it but what I learned in school has taught me I am not a motorcycle kind of guy.

A while ago a friend of mine said, "Don't let anyone else talk you out of getting a bike, but don't let anyone talk you into it, either."

Good advice.

   




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Off to school today

I'll be home about 1500ish.

I suppose if I get my M-license it will go unused.

I have come to the conclusion that there are two kinds of motorcycle riders. Those that have dumped one and those that will. 

More on this later.



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My kind of guy. Seen on the back of a 2016 Toyota

Nixon/Agnew




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Wow! Almost missed a day!

Getting ready for motorcycle school practical.



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I used the term 'crippled kids' the other day and some dumbass

that didn't understand how generic terms work needed specific details on what crippling disease or injury I was talking about. I was also told that the term 'crippled kids' was demeaning.

At that point I told him I was talking about the same crippling problems he was going to face if he didn't smarten up. The conversation ended then and there.

I get tired using a general term and having someone try and pick everything apart with a bunch of picayune details that mean little or nothing.

People like this go through life ruining things for no good reason and it is well past time we started fighting back.





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John Kasich is a whiny little sissy baby.

I am tired of him trying to make a career of sticking it to Donald Trump. 

He has been trying to stick it to Trump since he got the nomination. He just doesn't get it. People voted for Trump because they were tired of people like Kasich.

Kasich is actually making himself more and more insignificant as time goes on as he runs his mouth on and on.




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I bought butter the other day

Instead of land O' Lakes which I have used for decades I bought the store brand.

I didn't want Elizabeth Warren looking at me every time I opened the refrigerator door.

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So some school

is giving the late Treyvon Martin a degree in aeronautics because he had an interest in airplanes before he got shot while assaulting George Zimmerman.

Why?

Most likely the little thug wasn't even going to finish high school.

This liberal Kumbaya crap is getting old.

It's long past time that we start to face the truth instead of altering it.

Giving a thug like Martin a degree is an insult to everyone that has or will earn one. That even includes those that get useless degrees like Humanities.

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I needed a poncho for work

for those light rainy days. If I have a real downpour it's Helly-Hansen or Grunden's time. Those two are commercial fisherman grade rain gear.

I went straight to my favorite surplus dealer, the Old Grouch in Clyde, NC. This guy sells the real deal. It is actual USGI surplus which is getting harder and harder to find.

From what I gather the army went out of the poncho business a while ago and the leftovers are either beat up, worn out or simply not available.

The Old Grouch, Tim, found an old government contractor and had the basic GI poncho made with a few small improvements. The poncho original dimensions were based on the size of a WW2 GI and people are a couple of inches taller these days. Tim's ponchos are cut a couple of inches bigger.

Mine just arrived and its the real deal. It is a little oversized and will do what I want it to. It is something to thrown on over me at work to keep dry in during those basic summer rains.

It was a little more costly than a genuine older surplus poncho but it's brand new, a little better and I consider it money well spent.

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I just deleted another smart phone app.

It got too big for its own britches and started popping up every time I opened the phone.

Say what you want but a phone app is there for my convenience, period.

It is not there for me to enslave me.

If it isn't going to be useful it's going to be gone.

Adios.



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Just finished an Old School shave

Prepped with plenty of hot water followed by a hot towel. Then I wet my brush used the mug soap and lathered up and let that sit for a couple of minutes. I removed the lather with another hot towel.

Then I applied Cremo, the cooling kind. It's an Old School medicated shave cream that comes in a tube.

I put a new Feather blade in the old Gillette double edge and scraped away. The Cremo is such a good lubrication that I can shave against the grain if I want to.

I wiped the Cremo residue off and slathered on Pinaud Bay Rum and my face is all tingly and is as smooth as a baby's ass.

I have been doing this lately and it is a great way to start a day. 




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Running late.

Sometimes i leave my smart phone at home when I go out so my wife bought a cheap flip phone because she wants communication all the time.

It's actually a good idea and cost us nothing because the phone itself was supposed to be a gift for someone else but the situation changed.

Anyway, I had to explain that I missed the call because I was in the shower.

I keep having to tell people you can't have it all.

My favorite call was once when I was in a Stearman climbing to make a loop. I quickly told him where I was and what I was doing and to call later and hung up.

The phone rang again instantly and I got an "I don't understand."

I hung up and shut the damned thing off.

Later I called him back and asked him if he knew what an airplane was. He said he did. I then asked him if he knew what a loop was. He said he did. Then I asked him what he needed me to explain and I know he felt stupid.

When I jumped last Sunday I left my cell phone with the girl behind the counter of the skydiving place and told her to answer it. It they were in the LEAST bit pushy she was to tell them, "He's in a f***ing airplane getting ready to jump out of it. If you need him in a hurry then meet him in the LZ."

"If they say, 'I don't understand' tell them that they are stupid and should go back to English class and learn the language," I told her. Then simply hang up on them.

Nobody called.

It's kind of too bad.






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I am starting to settle down with my desire to smoke a cigarette that hit me when I jumped Sunday. 
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Some people are a pain in the ass when it comes to texting. They either write the entire Gettysburg address or play the I gotta have the last word game.

Texts are supposed to be short and to the point. A sample exchange might be like this.

Meeting me at 9030 tomorrow?

Yes.

And that's about it.

Lately I have been ending texts that require no answer with the word 'out'. 

Meeting me at 0900 tomorrow?

Yes. Out.

It means I know what to do. You don't have to retext me and remind me to wear shoes or a jacket because I can see outside there's four feet of snow on the ground and it's -6 out.

I will be at the appointed place at the appointed time in the appointed uniform and unless you want something else out of me there is no need to retext.  




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A day of Obamacare fallout.

Of course I could keep my doctor, said President Obama. He lied.

So I wound up with another doctor and then because of Obamacare the source of my insurance companies changed insurance companies so today I have to meet up with another doctor.

Which sucks. It seems that the whole thing is going downhill.

I once said something to my doctor, the one I am leaving.

"I WANT you to get rich. I WANT you to get a new Mercedes every years or so. I WANT you to golf on Wednesdays. "

"Why is that?" she asked. I would imagine that a lot of people are resentful of doctors making any real money.

"Because it it IS profitable then medicine will attract the best and brightest and the most competent," I answered. "That way we all win."

Anyway, today I have to meet my new primary care physician.

I am not optimistic. 





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A surprising Sunday.

Yesterday I went for an airplane flight and beat the airplane to the ground.

A couple of us went to the skydiving center to watch someone we know make a jump.

He chickened out and was a no show. It left an empty space and they offered it to us spectators. On impulse I took the offer. A free fall has been on my bucket list for decades.

I suited up, harnessed up, for into the airplane and at 13,500 jumped out. When the 'chute opened it had been a 54 second free fall.

I did not like the free fall as I really didn't find it exhilarating getting beat up by a 130 mph wind. I really did enjoy the canopy ride, though. That is really the best part in my opinion. 

14,000 feet is the point where everyone has to be on oxygen hence the 13,500 foot altitude cap. I am not sure, but there is a reg permitting pilots to go up to 14,000 feet for short periods for purposes of doing things like dropping skydivers.

I told the skydiving company that I would really like to do a 13,500 foot canopy ride but they said they can't. A guy hanging in a parachute would be at risk of causing problems with general aviation.

I see their point. 13,500 is a lot higher than most of general aviation flies. 

Skydiving seems affordable. You can gear yourself up in the $3500-5000 range and the jumps are about $27 for the airplane ride. Locally they have a special. Fridays are $20 for old guys. Old Fart Friday, they call it.

I still have no real desire to start free falling, though. I would like to take a few more canopy rides.

Incidentally, the whole process of getting a Class A license, including 25 jumps runs under $2500. When you figure that you can jump for about $20 a shot it is somewhat affordable for a retiree.

Whatever, anyway yesterday was a surprise for me.

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I saw this last night but put off reading it until now.

Yesterday I saw an article where Florida Memorial College is giving Treyvon Martin a posthumous degree in aviation because he likes airplanes.

I did not open the article and read it. I saved it for early this morning before I wrote this post. I saved it because I decided that if I read it in the early morning I would have gotten the stupidest thing I would read all day behind me early in the morning.

Martin was listed on Wikipedia Florida Memorial University page as being a notable graduate of the class of 2017. The note read “Bought Skittles. Was killed by George Zimmerman.” The have since deleted that but it was there for a while.

Anyway I read this early this morning and it has made my day because I have gotten the worst of the stupidity I will have to read all day behind me before my day even begins.

That ain't a bad deal. 

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I just read where the ANTIFA people are

I just read where the ANTIFA people are going to show up at pro Trump rallies with HIV infected needles.

That is nothing more or less than bio terrorism and should be treated that way.

I have also read that in a few places like Berkeley that the police have let ANTIFA types get away with a lot of violent and illegal activities.

That to me does not mean that the police as a whole have taken sides. It means that the Berkeley police have gone so far as to take sides. When that happens there is no law, just a struggle for survival.

If the Berkeley police permit bio terrorism in their city they should stop and think of the consequences of doing so.

For one thing the right would have the right to retaliate with their own brand of terrorism and then what do you have?



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There is a member of the family that is kind of quiet and shy.

or at least was and has come out of it. I just exchanged emails with her and not only was she not shy, she was warm and very cordial.

I won't get into it here as I do not want to embarrass anyone. However it is a good thing to watch.

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Here I see that the health care issue has been voted on and it looks like Obamacare will be replaced. It should have simply been repealed.

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This morning I made sausage gravy for breakfast. While I make this fairly regularly I have not made it this thick since my nephew visited a few years back. 

He was headed home and had a 10 hour drive ahead of him and I wanted to give him a solid breakfast. He got three eggs and a humongous serving of biscuits and gravy.

He reported to me that he drove straight through stopping only for gas. He said when he got home he wasn't very hungry at all. 

This breakfast ought to last me a while.




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This is kind of a tacky thing to write but it is true.

On the way home yesterday I made it a point to answer nature's call before I got home.

When you have an orange cat at home you learn to do this because for the first 24 hours home he is not going to leave you alone.

He WILL jump up on your lap as you are seated on the throne.

Also no matter how fried you are you will not get a halfway decent first night home sleep because he will be all over you rubbing against you and licking your face.

Such is the way of orange cats.



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I am home safe

I made my trip safely.

Now it's time for a shore leave full of madness and fearful riskiness.

Maybe take up snowmobile racing...No, I forgot. There's no snow.

I'll think of something.


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This came out of an old folder. FWIW

Term limits.

For years I didn't seem to see the need for term limits. We actually do have term limits in that we have the right to vote someone out.

Still, term limits would really take the power away from where it really is. It's in the hands of the party bosses that have their agendas for us. Much of which simply meant picking our pockets and stealing our rights.

I'd like to see the Senate limited ot one term and the House limited to three terms.

Six years. It's long enough.

As Mark Twain said, Politicians and diapers should be changed often and for the same reasons.

What happens in reality is that if, for example, a senator is a good little boy or girl and plays along with the party bosses they will come up with the money required to keep him in office. It becomes a symbiotic relationship.

The only people that win are the party bosses. We, the People, lose.

The truth is these guys that wind up in office for decades and decades for the most part are little party boss lackeys. They forget about us, the little people.

Also there is too much temptation to stick their fingers in the pie. It is a sure fire recipe for corruption like the corruption we face now that Donald Trump has exposed.

If Trump had lost he still would have done the American public one hell of a service by exposing how corrupt the system really is.

As of very recent there are damned few people in Washington I owe anything. Very few have my respect, loyalty or obediendce. If the laws don't apply to them, they don't apply to me. It really is that simple.




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One of the things I just realized is that the police

 are just about as good as the United States Cavalry.

Never in the history of the motion picture industry have the United States Cavalry been too late.

It just occured to me that the police as a Hollywood institution are either tied or running a close second.



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Every time this happens.

I have shelved the motorcycle idea and as soon as I did someone reminded me of another bike. He turned me on to an Ural Patrol or an Ural Gear up.

So much for the Royal Enfield with a sidecar. These pretty much come stock with a sidecar and the sidecar wheel is a driving wheel. We're talking about a 2 wheel drive motorcycle here.

Great in the snow.

Now who in the name of Sam Hill ever heard of a motorcycle that was good in the snow?

Urals are made in Russia. Leave it to a country that couldn't even catch Rocky and Bullwinkle to come up with a motorcycle that is good in the snow.

Yet I have scouted around and found more than one person talking about using one as a 365 day a year mode of transportation. I also read where someone took one across a pass in the Cascades during a blizzard and made out OK.

I am not going to get a bike but I am going to at least check one of these out.



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