nessa

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Retired Paratrooper, Biker, Tattoo Artist
Whitey Morgan wrote this for his latest album a year ago, its especially poingniant now.  Democrats delenda est. [youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=op6FYSpn2yE] I hired on in  '85 February 28 They stuck me on that midnight shift It became the job that I loved to hate Met a girl and we said our vows Tried for a kid, ended...
Harvest stutters on, a few days, maybe a week then it rains again.  Its a good year not to be a farmer.  Yields are good but getting the crops out of the field is nerve wracking.   The garden is dead and gone and my root cellar is full.  We...
A conversation resulting from this article... https://spectator.org/everyone-is-smart-except-trump/ An average excerpt: "Trump’s voters get him because not only is he we, but we are he. We were not snowflaked-for-life by effete professors who themselves never had negotiated tough life-or-death serious deals. Instead we live in the real world, and we know how...
Winter's Comin is drawin to a close.  The last few tomatoes are ripening on dead vines, the punkins are ripe, the potato vines are dead we'll dig them before it freezes hard, that lets the skins toughen up so they store better.  By March they'll be soft but still...
The garden is being harvested.  We've got a bumper crop of potatoes, four hills will fill a five gallon bucket.  The tomatoes are limping along but quickly dying, it's just been too wet and cool.  I've got 60 quarts of green and yellow beans and the damn things won't...
There's a strange hot, shiny thing up in the sky today, I dimly remember it but its been a while since I've seen it.  The last two weeks have varied from drizzly to drenching downpour to hail, then did the same thing the next day.  And the next.  I...
I need to begin by apologizing for my long absence.  Our Veteran's Tales project has been eating up all the writing time I can find.  I haven't forgotten y'all I've just been busy.  The CP is still secure, the claymores are still in place and the dogs and I...
Xzina caught a squirrel Sunday morning.  She was pretty proud.  It was quite a chase, 150 yards across the yard, the squirrel zigging and zagging, using every trick its wicked mind could dream up and Xzina continually closing the gap, her mouth snapping inches behind the bushy tail.  The...