Wednesday, December 8, 2010

A Visit with the KittyBoy

Decorated for Autumn

Lovin' the Scratch

King of the Coyote

In the Box
(whether it fits or not)

Tolerance Extraordinaire

On the Snooze

Blessed be the Lord God, the God of Israel, who only doeth wondrous things.  And blessed be his glorious name for ever: and let the whole earth be filled with his glory; Amen, and Amen.  Psalms 72:18-19

Monday, December 6, 2010


Press Office
U.S. Department of Homeland Security

Dec. 6, 2010

WASHINGTON -- Department of Homeland Security (DHS) Secretary Janet Napolitano today announced the expansion of the Department’s national “If You See Something, Say Something” campaign to hundreds of Walmart stores across the country—launching a new partnership between DHS and Walmart to help the American public play an active role in ensuring the safety and security of our nation.

“Homeland security starts with hometown security, and each of us plays a critical role in keeping our country and communities safe,” said Secretary Napolitano.  “I applaud Walmart for joining the ‘If You See Something, Say Something’ campaign.  This partnership will help millions of shoppers across the nation identify and report indicators of terrorism, crime and other threats to law enforcement authorities.   (emphasis added)

So, Good Citizens, it's your duty to start cranking out copies of film exposés, articles, Congressional records, and all other evidences you have SEEN, and SAY it to your local Wal*Mart manager.  As instructed above, these indicators of terrorism, crimes, and threats perpetrated by the Clinton family, the Bush family, the Obama family, the Gates family, the Rockefeller family, Bernanke, Nancy, Biden, Janet, CIA, FBI, FEMA, TSA, et al, should be reported now at Wal*Mart, in accordance with the partnership agreement forged between DHS and Wal*Mart on this date.

At last, there is something we can do.
If you've seen it, as a good citizen, you should say it.
Now hop to it!

Yea, and all that will live godly in Christ Jesus shall suffer persecution.  But evil men and seducers shall wax worse and worse, deceiving, and being deceived.  II Timothy 3:12, 13

Thursday, December 2, 2010

The Three Little Pigs

Therefore whosoever heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them, I will liken him unto a wise man, which built his house upon a rock: And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell not: for it was founded upon a rock.  Matthew 7:24 ,25

Saturday, November 20, 2010


Zoomer got guinea chicks this summer, and knowing my interest in this project of hers, she's so cleverly and delightfully been tucking into some of her e-mails what she labels each time a "Gratuitous Guinea Shot."  I'm always eager to see where the silly birds are this time and to have a window on their antics.  In the absence of my camera's USB cord — and in my effort to delay as long as possible the feast prep-work on my to-do list today — I decided to share with you Zoomer's silly guineas, which I plucked from her missives to me:

Now this next one I'll label "Gratuitous Garden Shot," and it displays what this amazing woman produced in the fall, after she'd made a cross-country move mid-summer.  We've been in our home 4 years now and still have packed, unexplored boxes in the barns.  Zoomer planted a garden on the new homestead and is reaping the harvest of her labors:

Kinda makes a slow-mover wanna upchuck applaud.  ºÜº  *applause*  You go, Zoomer!

Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise: which having no guide, overseer, or ruler, provideth her meat in the summer, and gathereth her food in the harvest.  Proverbs 6:6-8

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Feathers Inbound

At the kitchen sink yesterday afternoon, movement outside the window caught my eye, so I stopped what I was doing and stared.  Feathers were drifting to the ground.  How did a chicken reach a height as great as the roof?  Wait.  That one was halfway across the yard.  Those aren't feathers.  They're snowflakes!

Scuse the momentary brain bubble that stuck a molting chicken on the roof.  They were the biggest snowflakes I've ever seen in my life: bigger than a 50¢ piece. Remember those?  Son4 and I needed to get into town, so we enjoyed a display of giant, feathery flakes splatting onto the windshield. We've had our first snow of the year, and it was a good one. Ü

Give ear, O ye heavens, and I will speak; and hear, O earth, the words of my mouth.  My doctrine shall drop as the rain, my speech shall distil as the dew, as the small rain upon the tender herb, and as the showers upon the grass: because I will publish the name of the Lord: ascribe ye greatness unto our God.  He is the Rock, his work is perfect: for all his ways are judgment: a God of truth and without iniquity, just and right is he.  Deuteronomy 32:1-4

Wednesday, November 17, 2010


Adults who are willing to submit to being inspected in a state of nudity or having their bodies groped may, or probably, deserve whatever they get.

Parents who allow these clearly heinous crimes to be committed against their children should be arrested and jailed and fined and re-educated by sane adults, then reunited with their children.

"Let's all agree to not submit to being treated like dumb animals on this __ (insert date)."  Better something than nothing, but I will listen to anyone who can give me a reasonable explanation for allowing these crimes to occur ONE TIME on ANY DAY.

Yes, Virginia, the world has gone mad.

And whosoever shall offend one of these little ones that believe in me, it is better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck, and he were cast into the sea.  Mark 9:42


Would be the name of the camera cord I misplaced, and blogging just isn't the same for me without photos, so I've been mighty quiet of late.  Desperate, I'm relying today upon graphics.

Would be Harvey's latest field of play.  It seems I walked away from the laptop while the browser was tuned to Facebook (FB), and while I did hear from afar the familiar, doinking keyboard noises and figured Harvey was dancing on it, I didn't know until much later that he'd logged into FB chat.  I don't do chat, myself.  If I didn't have a phone, or I wanted to talk to someone overseas, I'd consider it.  Harvey doesn't have a phone — or a voice — so I suppose he thought he should avail himself of the service.  He's much smarter than I, because it took me forever to figure out how to close the silly thing, and I'll have to ask "Anna" if she chatted with him, because I noticed she was in there.

Would be a friend's abbreviation of Ugly Be-hinder parts that tend to plague women of advancing age.  I thought it was really cute that she'd fashioned a quick-type term for "it."  I thought of her this morning — and it wasn't cute — when I grabbed a size-gasp denim pencil skirt from the closet, showered, then discovered I couldn't get my UB to fit inside.  I slithered back to the closet for one in size-justgoaheadandshootme, donned it with the aid of a pry bar, and waddled out of the bathroom saying, "I don't think I can clean house in this thing.  I seem to be having trouble just walking in it."  When I sat down and felt like I was having an unplanned, emergency appendectomy or something, I hit the closet for a third time, choosing A-line with elastic back!  Ahhh.  And RATS!

I have to go clean house now.  You've seen me close many posts with, "Sometimes it's the little things."  Today, IT'S THE BIG THINGS.

And beside this, giving all diligence, add to your faith virtue; and to virtue knowledge; and to knowledge temperance; and to temperance patience; and to patience godliness; and to godliness brotherly kindness; and to brotherly kindness charity.  For if these things be in you, and abound, they make you that ye shall neither be barren nor unfruitful in the knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ.  II Peter 1:5-8

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

An Entertaining Film for Today

It's a good thing I popped back over here to check on this hastily made post, because I somehow grabbed the code to the wrong film.  Entertaining, I suppose, but not at all what I intended to post.  Here's the film, The Government Can:

Righteousness exalteth a nation: but sin is a reproach to any people.  Proverbs 14:34

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Peachy Plum Visit

I haven't felt like blogging lately, but a visit with our SugarPlum — even in the midst of a construction project — brought inspiration.  She managed to squeeze-in just about everything there is to do.

Let us hold fast the profession of our faith without wavering; for he is faithful that promised.  Hebrews 10:23

Monday, September 13, 2010

About that Florida Pastor

SonIII has taken up writing again, and I visited his most recent article, which engendered some comments and questions from his followers.  Wanting to weigh-in on the topics of the Florida pastor and the "war" in Afghanistan, I began typing and eventually realized I was poking an awful lot into that little comment box on his blog.  Better move this to my own space.

Burning copies of the Koran seems mostly frivolous to me, but I champion the (ever-diminishing) freedoms of US citizens, enabling them to engage in such activities.  If there was an outcry in America over our military burning Bibles shipped to Afghanistan in 2008, I missed it, so surely it didn't lead the news for days.  They could have shipped the Bibles back to the States, but that might have cost a hundred bucks or so, and our country is in a financial crisis.  Condemning the destruction of copies of the Koran while burning copies of the Bible doesn't sound "American" or "Christian" to me.  But then, I'm sorta choking, too, on US tax dollars (possibly billions of them) being spent on rebuilding or refurbishing mosques worldwide.  Stimulating, isn't it?

I can't apologize for not cozying-up to religions which preach a false god, or goddess, and teach adherents to hate, lie to, deceive, and murder Christians and Jews under his, or her, banner.  (This is not, in fact, peculiar to Islam, having historically been practiced by other religions with false gods.)  That pastor in Florida might have been wiser, though, to pass out his copies of the Koran and beg people to read them.  I'm about up to my gizzard in Americans accepting — and repeating — the mantra: Islam is a peace-loving religion.  I feel embarrassed for them.  Most nonsensical are those who believe Muslims killed nearly 3,000 people in America 9 years ago, yet vociferously chant the mantra.  Would someone splain that to me?

Perhaps purported peace-loving Muslims (a USA phenomenon?, for Muslims torture and murder entire villages of Christians in other parts of the world and wish to annihilate the entire nation of Israel), are ignorant of what the Koran says and can be compared with people who call themselves Christians but have little, to no, apparent knowledge of, or regard for, what the Bible says or who God is.  In keeping with politically correct (i.e., Marxist) lingo, shall we say such are moderate Christians: those who take God's name [Christian] "in vain?"

As pertains to infuriating Afghans (with the exercise of our freedoms), why are we in Afghanistan, which Afghans were going to be miffed, and has war not really changed since the days when soldiers of opposing forces lined up across from one-another in gentlemanly fashion and started shooting when someone said, "One, two, three, Go?"  I know this is girl-talk, but that's as ludicrous as two men bouncing around in an arena, trying to knock one-another out, and calling it sport.  People pay to watch the inane barbarism.  Who was going to be angry over burned copies of the Koran, whose freedoms are US soldiers purportedly protecting, and if the USA has deadly enemies in Afghanistan, do our soldiers not welcome an event which would gather them all in once place?  Like, "Oh look!  There are the ones who hate us and want us and our fellow countrymen dead."  If there are people in Afghanistan who would kill someone over a book burning, shouldn't somebody be figuring out who, and where, those people are?

Truly: why are we there?  I'll even entertain a sensible lie.  No cause stated about our presence there makes common sense; on the surface, very little does these days, for the truth seems veiled.  Is there an explanation which makes sense?

My people are destroyed for lack of knowledge.  Hosea 4:6

The words of the Lord are pure words: as silver tried in a furnace of earth, purified seven times.  Thou shalt keep them, O Lord, thou shalt preserve them from this generation for ever.  The wicked walk on every side, when the vilest men are exalted.  Psalm 12:6-8

Saturday, September 11, 2010


A Lie or Did He Have Closed Circuit Coverage?
(1 min 11 sec)

George Herbert Walker Bush
I remember seeing one of these when it was originally broadcast.
To my knowledge, this man was the first of prominence to publicly speak of the NWO.
(1 min 47 sec)

Bush Family History
(9 min 50 sec)

Justice for 911 - Part 1
(9 min 36 sec)

Justice for 911 - Part 2
(8 min 48 sec)

God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.  Therefore will not we fear, though the earth be removed, and though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea; Though the waters thereof roar and be troubled, though the mountains shake with the swelling thereof. Selah.  There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the city of God, the holy place of the tabernacles of the most High.  God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved: God shall help her, and that right early.  The heathen raged, the kingdoms were moved: he uttered his voice, the earth melted.  The Lord of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our refuge. Selah.  Come, behold the works of the Lord, what desolations he hath made in the earth.  He maketh wars to cease unto the end of the earth; he breaketh the bow, and cutteth the spear in sunder; he burneth the chariot in the fire.  Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth.  The Lord of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our refuge. Selah.  Psalm 46

1 Way

For God is the King of all the earth: sing ye praises with understanding.  God reigneth over the heathen: God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness.  The princes of the people are gathered together, even the people of the God of Abraham: for the shields of the earth belong unto God: he is greatly exalted.  Psalm 47:7-9

Friday, September 10, 2010

Conspiracy Nuts

When faced with a sore lack of sensible or factual rebuttals, people will ofttimes resort to name-calling, and such has been the lame — yet effective — refutation of facts pertaining to the attack on September 11, 2001.  I wish I had a dollar for every time I've heard the name conspiracy nuts used to reference those who have looked at the facts and realized the official government story is the most ridiculous conspiracy theory about 9/11 presented to date.

I wish I could understand.  I cannot.

Perhaps some must cling to partisan politics, lest they lose an earthly banner under which to march, because their favored party was then at the helm.  Admittedly, discovering only evil in high places is a most grievous matter to embrace.

Perhaps there just isn't enough time in a person's life to devote to studying what really happened.  It would take nearly as much time to research the facts about 9/11 as is required to watch an entire NFL football game — with commercials, time-outs, half-time, and the customary, science-defying stretching of time in the 4th quarter, after the 2-minute warning.  One of those games can eat an entire afternoon out of a person's life.

Perhaps the next generation — schooled 13 years (K-12) in Marxist ideology — will be willing and able to ask the obvious questions about the government's conspiracy theory.  I rather think, though, they — as the indoctrinated products of the outcome — may find the tragic, historical event brilliant, even a necessary evil.

There is also the challenge presented by "I'm a Christian."  Frankly, I try to avoid saying that; just that.  I feel it needs a qualifier in today's world and personally have adopted the term Biblical Christian to describe myself, because in spite of my sinfulness, I do believe God's Word and ways are true, and I should endeavor to please Him, as I plead for, submit to, the Holy Spirit's help in living a life set aside for Christ.  Anyone, including several Presidents of the United States, can call himself a Christian while approving the murder of babies, lying, embracing the gods of other religions, installing homosexuals in governing positions, using crude language, furthering the globalist teachings of the United Nations in our schools, aiding in the creation of a police state, and being complicit in the murder of citizens of our country.  Only God can see the hearts of men.  As fruit inspectors, we should be able to see the difference between an orange and a bloody slab of pork.

Last week, I surmised that the truth about 9/11 (complicity vs. Arab men with box cutters) is as critical to understanding what happened to the United States of America as is the truth about the origin of the world (creation vs. evolution) to understanding Christianity: fallen man redeemed by the shed blood of the Son of God, the Lord Jesus Christ.  If one refuses to acknowledge the glaring problems with the government's official conspiracy theory, that person will be able to wave a flag, hide under the skirt of his or her chosen political party while childishly calling others names, and...forever wonder how freedom was lost, when a BIG, FAT CHUNK of it was handily expunged after the boogey man killed nearly 3000 people in a day.

Perhaps — and I hope — the best explanation for the numbers of people accepting a nonsensical conspiracy theory lies in our abhorrence of evil.  Deeds of darkness belong in the dark, and this one was perpetrated in broad daylight; not so very well executed, as evidenced by the vast number of unexplainable and scientific problems which obliterate the official conspiracy theory.  Which of us, though, wants to believe such a heinous crime could be committed?  Most of us recoil from evil.  Looking the other way, in this instance, was not the genesis of our nation's demise, but it was the beginning of the end.

My heart is broken for the families of the victims, many of whom know what didn't really happen.  How horribly alone they must feel as conspiracy nuts whose loved ones were murdered.  The upbraiding I've received from people who believe the government conspiracy theory hasn't been pleasant, but it pales in comparison with the wounds to those whose family and friends were killed.  [9/11 Press for Truth; Netflix: 9/11 Press for Truth INSTANT PLAY; Family Steering Committee: 9/11 Unanswered Questions; Respected Leaders and Families Launch 9/11 Truth Statement Demanding Deeper Investigation into the Events of 9/11]

Half a football game's length.  Half.  No scantily clad women with pompons.  No clever, entertaining commercials.  Crowds, but no cheering.  No real beginning or end, and most certainly not nearly exhaustive.  More like the fiery tip of an iceberg of information.  But it's a place to begin...if it matters at all, and you're not watching the football game.


9/11: Press for Truth

The face of the Lord is against them that do evil, to cut off the remembrance of them from the earth.  Psalm 34:16

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Ridiculous Dog Tale

On Thursday, Charles brought us the epizudiac from work.  It must be highly contagious and have a 4-day incubation period, because the boys and I dropped like triplets on Monday.  While it may not seem so to you, I still have my thinker, because the bulk of the buhg rests in the throat and chest.  I probably should have kept that to myself, given the lame nature of this post.  I'm just naturally lame in the belfry parts.  But you have to be nice to me, because I'm sick.

Harvey the Ridiculous enjoyed an indoor camping venture over the weekend.  He discovered a den in the folds of a quilt and disappeared for a while.  Emerging later, he hung for a bit, which I've learned must be a genetic trait, since his cousin, BobDog, does the same thing.

Eventually, he tired of hanging and righted himself...

Crawled out of the den...

Lay down...

And fell asleep.

When he woke from his nap, he traipsed over the mountain, in search of Mama love...

And found it.

But in the last days it shall come to pass, that the mountain of the house of the Lord shall be established in the top of the mountains, and it shall be exalted above the hills; and people shall flow unto it.  And many nations shall come, and say, Come, and let us go up to the mountain of the Lord, and to the house of the God of Jacob; and he will teach us of his ways, and we will walk in his paths: for the law shall go forth of Zion, and the word of the Lord from Jerusalem.  Micah 4:1, 2