It's been almost ten weeks now. Just didn't feel like posting. Really ... I still don't. Too depressing to go into the news. It's like the America Mass Media has dropped it's draws and shown the world its ass. Fox News, go to bed. You throw a babe on the screen with nice teeth and tatas to read your crap and we're supposed to believe them.
It's One America News
from now on.
Idiots running amok in the streets and the police standing around with their thumbs permanently inserted up their - you know. When is the head busting and teeth bashing going to start?
American warships have been turned into bumper cars.
Obama's administration is like a curse that must be exorcised, ObamaCare ain't going away soon it seems despite what the lying RINOs have been promising for seven years..
There haven't been any additions to the US Border Patrol staffing but at least the flood has been diminished.
Europe is falling apart, piss on 'em. They should have known better than to let those savages in.
But I did like Trump's address last night. We are finally on a true war footing. I would like to see how the ROE have changed also. Killing assholes, busting their stuff and preventing resupply/recruitment is great strategery.
I rediscovered Twitter but that's just as goofy as anything else.
So here's what I did.
I am Mom's executor so I am putting together her estate. Fortunately we liquidated almost all of of her assets before she passed so there isn't much to probate. Last month we buried her ashes with Dad in the Calverton National Cemetery on eastern Long Island.
Then the next week the wife and I were up to Raquette Lake in the
Adirondacks and I went fishing every day. Didn't catch much but don't care. My daughter and SIL also spent the week at another cabin close by. Our oldest daughter and her kids also dropped by and spent a day and night with us.
I have bought two new fishing rods/reels,
some tasty lures and got a new tackle box for Father's Day. The old box
(25+ years old) smelled like nasty feet. I should get my collapsible rod
in the mail today. I haven't done much fishing in a long time and got a lot of catching up to do.
I have been taking my 7 yr old grandson fishing.
He's turned into a fanatic. I just wish he'd stop talking for ten
minutes, but fishing and juice boxes do go well together. I wear my San Angelo TX cowboy hat when I fish.
There are huge carp in Onondaga Lake and I wanna get one. They
pulled a 47 pounder out a few years ago. This October
there is a carp contest on the lake that draws international attention. I have been thinking of getting a small
boat but there's no where to store it on our property. Still, I am cruising
Craig'sList and other boat sale sites. Maybe my SIL will let me keep it on the side of his house... End of fishing stuff.
I finally fixed the water damage to our bedroom ceiling. Had to cut out a large section but it looks great. Now to repaint all the bedrooms and install carpeting for our new bedroom set. We're thinking of selling the house and getting something smaller. We have a three story, 4 bedroom house, 3000 square feet heated, located on a steep hill and I'm not getting any younger.
We're not sure about leaving NY. We love our church and all our friends and grandkids are here. Thinking about building an in-law apt or add-on when the middle daughter buys a house, then getting something very small in NC. Decisions, decisions.
Army girl is now in Germany for six weeks. Thank God, we thought she was going to Iraq but her bosses changed her assignment. She loves her work in the KNG but the 8 hour drive to Lexington once a month is hard. Our youngest daughter leaves for Paris in late September to do a jewelery show for her boss. I've warned her to stay with lots of sane people because Paris is full of savages who should have stayed in their third world shitholes.
Just before we left MD in mid June I was going through some of Mom's stuff before
it goes to Goodwill and I found my Dad's old wooden shoe shine box.
Starting when I was about 10 years old he would have me shine his shoes
for work every evening after dinner. That was almost 60 years ago. For
some stupid reason I have been thinking about that box for decades, ever
since he died in 1990. It still has polish and his brushes in it. Mom kept it with her. I got it now in my bedroom.
That's all for now. Thanks for sticking with me!