T.V. Tebow…

 what was all the controversy surrounding Tim Tebow’s Superbowl , Focus on the Family commercial ?…  I saw it , but didn’t realize til it was almost over , that it was the one pro-choice people were stirred about… Frankly , i saw nothing to offend even the most radical pro-choice California liberal… guess i missed what infuriated them…

  If  pro-choice people do in fact celebrate choice , they should celebrate Tim’s momma’s decision to continue her pregnancy rather than abort , after all it was ( her choice )… the choice that activist supposedly support…

   It seems they actually encourage and prefer abortion over a healthy full-term fetus …they’re not advocating free choice , they’re actively promoting the elimination of any unborn baby as a woman’s God-given constitutional right… partial-birth massacre included…as a matter of convenience … but people who murder a (week old ) baby are insane-monsters… Double-Standard ?  I don’t get it !

 Food for thought… All transgressions against God and man are a matter of free choice …but still subject to God’s righteous judgement….

Loose change…

   Ed is reportedly headed home from the super-bowl hoopla on Bourbon St. …. Three days spent on the lucrative coat-tails of Prosperous -Pete , mooched in to max…. parasite on prosperity…shooting craps…

     Casino losses were not covered by the excentric oil-magnet , leaving the windmill man to his own survival tactics … He won 1100 on a penny-slot on friday , playing maximum bet , but steadily reinvested his earnings over the following hours and days …. He lost it all ! ….rather than return with nothing but the memory of the Saints Super-Bowl win and Pete’s deep-pocket hospitality , Ed   cut his losses ….systematically filled his un-matched wal-mart luggage with personalized soap , toilet paper , bath-towels , and bed-linen from his high-roller’s comp-room at Harrah’s … enough stuff to fully furnish the master-bath at Harmony Acres back in Montague …i guess that makes him a winner !

Call to prayer….

 attention prayer warriors… we have a prayer request for Nocona’s Tom Hancock ….currently in Wichita Regional Hospital following a couple of strokes .. he and his family need our prayerful support during this time of uncertainty… start your day by seeking favor on Tom’s behalf… both of you will be blessed for the effort ..

Cajun Calamity….

 what about dem saints !… Brees and the boys pulled it off despite the Mannings…. pretty exciting game … half time show was O.K. …. commercials were marginally good except for the one stand-out … the pool-shooting chicken…

   Herkie will go to any deep-pocket unlimited expense to prick the chicken farmers in north texas… i KNOW he’s responsible for that chicken-gouge…Tom probably provided some financial assistance too , he called to make sure i’d seen it … sick chicken pricksters…

   i looked for ed in the Bourbon street aftermath on the late-night news , but never saw his trademark Saint’s hat above the drunken crowd .. guess he’ll be home today provided he can make bail !

Get Smart ….

 Five months ago , three UC Berkley graduates , Sarah Shourd 31 , Shane Bauer 27 , and Josh Fattal also 27, parted the comforts of home for a seemingly innocent adventure near the Iraq/ Iranian border…

  That adventure took on a serious consequence when they were abducted by a group of Iranian soldiers on what is claimed to be Iranian soil …the students unfamiliar knowledge of unmarked boundaries fell on deaf Iranian ears… now five months after their arrest and incarceration , this situation has escalated into an international event… 

   Mahmoud Ahmadinejad accusing them as spy’s …demanding a trial… talking  of possible trades for imprisoned Iranians…. what an International Circus .. all because three free-willed Americans lacked ( common God-given sense ) in planning their vacation…

  Why on God’s green earth would ANY american citizen travel half across the globe to place their life and liberty squarely in the cross-hairs of the evil dictator Mahmoud ..voluntary suicide … respectfully , STUPID …

  they probably received their rose-colored glasses from the faculty at Berkley…  a tolerant group , proclaiming the underlying compassion of misunderstood Islamic citizens… the naive belief that ( muslims just want our respect) lead them like cheese in the trap, to the Iranian prison they now call home…

    While i can’t help feeling compassion for their families , and remorse for the actions of well-meaning students… Why in the name of H-E-Double-L would you go to the mouth of a viper’s pit in the interest of frolic and fun..

  Is the U.S. government now expected to compromise pending sanctions against a nuclear threat , in order to expedite the possible release of prisoners held on a trumped up charge .. is governments first responsibility to the students or to the collective good of the Nation… I support the latter ….

  Iran now holds the stacked deck … Thanks largely to the failure of three American students to realize the perilous times in which we live and the extreme depths to which Islamic fanatics are willing to stoop … a good place to vacation is in any American destination that serves pork and cold beer… any event that sings the national anthem and salutes the flag …

 you don’t see many turbine’s at a NASCAR event….if the inquisitive students had gotten rived up at Talladega or Texas Motor Speedway , they’d be home with the family right now , eating pork-loin and loving life …. a good place to be is HOME !

saint valentine’s massacre …

  Valentine’s Day is fast approaching… Feb. 14… a time when women’s thoughts turn to gifts of diamonds and emeralds… pale red roses and chocolate confection …heart-shaped nuggets of eighteen karat indebtedness …

  Cupid’s other half , the American Male , ponders thoughts of less materialistic , more romantic events ….like a John Wayne Marathon on the western-channel…. cold beer and cold pizza …  soft pillows and warm blankets…feet on the coffee-table naps of varying lengths …. simple pleasures comparatively speaking , to a fifty-dollar long stem rose that fades faster than the submissive temperament of the new-bride…..leaving only thorns to endure the ages…

 Sweet Valentines…like those odd-shaped third grade cards with juvenile riddles…. ” lettuce be valentines “… or ” bee my valentine”..  the purity of innocence… first suggestion of romance..you remember that particular girl that haunted your dreams… the one you secretly longed to  have hand you a card , with your name printed boldly on the envelope face… hand-picked for you by the pig-tail princess of infantile romance….. your fantasy girl-friend !…. for some that card never came…. for Chipper , that girl was Sereita… permanently scaring him like the lyrics of Achee-Breakee Heart…. Bitter-sweet memories of Valentines past … He never fully recovered ….

Coffee Column…

      Seven-thirty this morning.. Ed and Betsy made it as far as IHOP Decatur before pulling in for a Grand-Slam while hungry moochers stood drawn and abandoned at the Harmony Acre’s Ranch chow hall  …( Haiti Hilton )

    Chipper checked in at three this morning from Junk-Toys Taiwan.. after hacking his way through the Argon forest with a machete , …to the exact spot on Hamburger Hill where he jumped behind that log forty years ago…his half smoked cigarette still laying where the gooks shot the fire out of the end of it back in 69 .   that’s the day he quit those deadly ready-rolls …never to smoke again….now He’s a anti-nicotene evangelists , preaching hard against the very same sin that nearly cost him his life … he hates cigarettes and all the people that smell like one… again’er… low tolerance.. negative opinion.. but guzzling beer ?  well , that’s perfectly acceptable……  not even a half-breed mooooslum would drink that stagnated slop.

Montague May-Day

 …Four military Chinook Helicopters setting on the Bowie Municipal Airport tarmac Friday morning….I’m totally unaware of any reason why Air Traffic Controller , Don (wind-sock) Bishop , would summons Air Force reinforcements to safeguard stability at our humble landing strip , unless of course , that mexican restaurant promoter showed back up …

Fat Tuesday….

 moocher’s breakfast is canceled for Saturday… seems the host is headed to the big-easy..again ! He’s shamefully moochin in on Prosperous Pete one more time…for Harrah’s top-floor Super-Bowl party and subsequent trip to Bourbon Street … Who Dat ?

 Ed’s not sure what team they’re playing , but he says the Saints win by four points… His book-making optomism could be alcohol related … get you some !

Driving gloves ….

 As the local oil industry continues to rebound from past economic hardships , the trend setting leadership of Ultimate Oil Services once again sets the standard….

  Production Superintendent , crooked-hole Fred , has received his just due for loyal service to the TEAM …a new company truck… dedicated exclusively to his personal transportation , on the job as well as  to and from work…..

  it’s a ninety-five Chevy-LUV stretch-cab truck … multi colored… mostly gray and black ..a rough-necks dream… a work-horse in the oil field , yet plenty nice enough for courtship on week-ends… a small truck…Fred puts it on like a shirt !

 Missing door-panels allow for convenient maintainance on window-track channels and door latch linkage …easy lubrication and inspection !…. top-notch acoustics for the non-functional radio …maximum road noise serves to alert the driver of a probable blown cassin ….

  Despite not having the luxury of a working defroster or heater , it did come equip with two wool blankets… one for the driver , one for a co-worker or date … large holes cut in the center of each blanket allow for quick poncho-style entry …they match the remaining interior.. it’s nice !

  shoe-polish door-logo’s readily identify the proud truck as property of Ultimate Oil’s most prestigious employee , Production Superintendent Fiasco-Fred … watch for it on oil-lease roads throughout north-texas .. He’s a company-man on a mission !   WAY TO GO FRED…the cream is rising to the top…