Heh, I probably ran into you during that time and never knew it. I recall we set up a couple big-screen TVs so troops could watch Super Bowl.
Good old days. Happily retired.
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Good old days. Happily retired.
Yes! PM, spiders, and scorpions!
I was always somewhere around the division DTAC working with the General or the CSM. The division sergeant major was in charge during the day and put me (E-6) in charge at night even though each section there had an E-7 or above in charge of them. He (the CSM) along with the DIV commander made it clear to everyone that I was in charge at night. Sergeant Major once told me jokingly of course "I don't know what the general sees in you but, he likes you so you are it at night." I had fixed a few things when problems popped up in the past for the DC and he just latched on to that. One time his commo went out and I was on my sleep shift (daytime) and he was so frustrated commo was out that he sent a soldier to come get me and when I walked in I was in flip flops brown boxer shorts and a T-shirt . He just looked at me, shook his head and said Sergeant my commo has been out for about 25 minutes now, I need it fixed. Being a 13B (cannon cocker) I was limited in my ability with commo equipment but, I went into the command vehicle where about 5 commo guys were working on it and ask them what the problem was and they said " I think we got it now chief, ask the general to try it." I Turned and said: "Try it now sir." He did and it worked. He then said: "Thank you Sergeant Mc****" and I just took credit because I was sleepy and said: "You're welcome sir" and started out the tent to go to back to bed when a major stopped me and ask: "Who are you?" I said "What do you mean sir?" He said: "Well, the General always seems to ask for you. Are you superman?" He was of course joking but, one of my guys heard him say that and when he went on leave he came back with a superman T-Shirt and I wore that under my BDU top every time we were in the DTAC. One time I was on top of the 577 command vehicle during a hasty march order taking off the antennae when the Sergeant Major ask me was I going to be ready to leave on time. I unbuttoned my top opened it to show the superman T-Shirt and said: "What do you think Sergeant Major" He smiled and then said: "Sergeant, you are out of uniform." Nothing more was said about it.
How true. Mother nature has a good plan.
Yes on the surface and in her heart; she is an ugly person.
You’re a kind soul.
You gave more credit than I would Sir. Not sure I consider her human. Much less a person. jmusao
Racoons are smart. That is why they can be so hard to control.
Two years ago I had one who was destroying my stuff, like my rain gauge. He/she would just destruct anthing around. I had to trap he/she. I hated it but I could not tolerate the damage done.
Here is the racoon. I caught it during a sleet storm.
I have watched, attended or listened to ever damn game since December 1963. I can't turn it off.
I have 1500 games recorded.
I guess you would call me addicted.
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All wild, (and domestic) animals are smart, as we see it (it’s more instinct). My dog Mace, is the smartest non human I’ve ever seen, (pretty easy catch these days). And it’s easy to feel sorry for and pander to wild critters. I’ve been guilty myself. But, they are critters, none the less. Put here for our use. If I remember nothing else from early years bible school, it’s that.Racoons are smart. That is why they can be so hard to control.
Two years ago I had one who was destroying my stuff, like my rain gauge. He/she would just destruct anthing around. I had to trap he/she. I hated it but I could not tolerate the damage done.
Here is the racoon. I caught it during a sleet storm.
The Army is a good way of life, it is a few idiot people that mess it up. I always thought I should have spent 20 years in but only did four. (Injury, a recruiter told me not to try reenlisting.)
I was in the second of my AIT's (96D) at Fort Huachuca. My Platoon Sergeant made NCO of the year that year. I cannot remember his name but he was as top notch as top notch can get in my eyes.
I was dress right dress as far as soldiers went but I also was kind of a card. (Harmless but I like to have good clean fun as it seems you do.) I had good times in the Army at all my stops. At Fort Huachuca we had a couple weeks to go and we were off a certain day but had a GI party back at our barracks. A couple buddies and I were at the shopette about a half mile or so from the barracks across what I called the desert, sandy with a tuft of weeds every so often. I got a wild hair of some kind but I decided I was going to drink some MD 20/20 that I saw on the shelf. I can't remember if they were $.89 or $1.89 a bottle but I spent my last dough before pay day and bought two of them. My buddies bought but didn't drink. I popped the first one and chugged it way before we got to the barracks in what seemed to be 110 or 115 degree heat.. dry heat. I chugged the other one before we got to the barracks. MAN what a head rush I had while standing at ease in our room as the Platoon Sergeant came in. I know I must have been wobbling or something but I was buzzing like a bumble bee.
My Platoon Sergeant did the Sergeant Carter thing with Gomer and got nose to nose with me. ( I was at attention when he came in as the others followed my lead and snapped to.) He stated; "My last name, are you drunk?" I replied immediately, "Yes Sergeant!" (I never had an expression and was dead serious.) He paused a couple seconds and walked out of the room. After he left and cleared, my buddies were laughing to beat all laughs. I was scared sober. (I never heard about that episode again.) A week or so before that, we did our PT test and I was in the best shape of my life due to that Platoon Sergeant. Much respect to him. That was the only time I ever maxed a PT test and he gave me five seconds on the run at that by repeating 3:12 or 3:05 about five times. (Whatever the max was.)
If I have a glory moment other than my family in my life about a week after that MD 20/20 incident he had me in his office and told me straight up. "My last name, if I had a 100k like you, I could win any war!" That stuck with me to date and is how I try to carry myself now and I expect until the Lord calls me home.
That's what the Army did for me! I am thankful! (Thanks for letting me ramble. Not even drinking.)
Anything like this should work. Roll something up and make your own tube with some bailing wire.
Happened to my mom that way. Surgery succesful in recovery room preparing to go home.
They may forage by smelling the volatile lipids in the nut. Deer and turkey vultures both forage by smell. Man is blessed with a poor sense of smell.
Good morning from ATX. Currently 59°F and clear. 36% humidity. Today's high may peak at 75°F. High winds yesterday. We could see temps dip into the 40s tomorrow.
Tried early voting yesterday afternoon. Lines too long. Proposition A on the ballot which calls for increased police funding. I'll try again today.
Happy Friday!
Wishing happiness and health for all our fellow D-League members.
Tried early voting yesterday afternoon. Lines too long. Proposition A on the ballot which calls for increased police funding. I'll try again today.
Happy Friday!
Wishing happiness and health for all our fellow D-League members.
Good morning, D-League!
It isn't sunny. It isn't too cold. It isn't much of anything near as I can tell, but it IS another day. Blessed to have it and don't deserve it.
Hope it is a wonderful day for you and yours, and that God's sunshine makes its way into your heart somehow when you need it most!
It isn't sunny. It isn't too cold. It isn't much of anything near as I can tell, but it IS another day. Blessed to have it and don't deserve it.
Hope it is a wonderful day for you and yours, and that God's sunshine makes its way into your heart somehow when you need it most!
Good morning from ATX. Currently 59°F and clear. 36% humidity. Today's high may peak at 75°F. High winds yesterday. We could see temps dip into the 40s tomorrow.
Tried early voting yesterday afternoon. Lines too long. Proposition A on the ballot which calls for increased police funding. I'll try again today.
Happy Friday!
Wishing happiness and health for all our fellow D-League members.
We are just preparing an oatmeal bake for the family to eat this weekend. Had no idea it was national oatmeal day! Thank you, sir!
Good morning D-League. It's currently 56°, with a light rain here in Eastern Kentucky. This afternoon will bring more rain and a high of 63°.
Everyone stay safe on this Friday.
Everyone stay safe on this Friday.
Yeah but, I can step on mine if they get aggressive.
Man is blessed with a poor sense of smell.
I have not been blessed with a poor sense of smell. It's a blessing to have a strong olfactory sense, but sometimes it is a shock to the system. I'm no where near to a squirrel or any other animal, but it is significant.
A friend of mine knew a man that could smell something from a half mile away due to a brain tumor the size of a golf ball near his olfactory center. Changed his life/lifestyle for the better in so many ways. He gave God credit for sending it and for saving him, as he was not living right beforehand. Docs gave the guy 6mos to live with or without surgery and my friend met him at least 12 years after the diagnosis. He never had the surgery or chemo even. Just changed his ways
I can't smell at all most days. Occasionally, I will pick up the scent of something but it is short lived. Even skunk spray does not affect me. Wife and daughter have on a few occasions started gagging about a strong skunk smell in the air either around our home or out and about and on each occasion, nothing. I believe it probably has to do with all of the chemicals I inhaled in the military. Cannon smoke, gas chamber training where each cycle as a DI we would take our mask off to show privates that they were not going to die (CS tear gas). CS powder being dropped on us during field exercises and burning human feces in the desert every morning to clear out the out house feces containers. Below is a picture of the out houses with the bottoms of 50 gallon drums (black) pulled out of the bottom doors of the outhouse and gas or diesel poured in them to burn the feces until gone and then put back under the doors. PVC pipes pictured sticking in the sand were our urinals.
Good morning all. It's a wet 55 degrees out....which is scheduled to be our high. One of those weird days where the temp really doesn't move much at all either up or down.
Gagged on oatmeal as a kid. Can remember Mom making it and I would refuse to eat it. Unlike parents (mothers in particular) of today who will make two or three different things because one or two of their kids don't like what's prepared to eat....when I was a kid you ate what was on the table or you didn't eat. So when it came time for oatmeal for breakfast...I didn't eat.
Now I love it. Go figure.
Funny how so much of what we like, dislike, think, etc change as we get older. Or smarter.
Y'all have a good day.
Gagged on oatmeal as a kid. Can remember Mom making it and I would refuse to eat it. Unlike parents (mothers in particular) of today who will make two or three different things because one or two of their kids don't like what's prepared to eat....when I was a kid you ate what was on the table or you didn't eat. So when it came time for oatmeal for breakfast...I didn't eat.
Now I love it. Go figure.
Funny how so much of what we like, dislike, think, etc change as we get older. Or smarter.
Y'all have a good day.
I look back at my Army days as a good thing for me, it made me a man and taught me to work with others as a team. A few months before I graduated from college I received a letter from my Selective Service board advising me my college deferment was over and get prepared for service. Back then you could not get a career job without doing your duty in the military; No company or firm would hire you. You had to have that record and honorable discharge. In those days if you could walk you would get drafted unless your daddy was a politician or millionaire)The Army is a good way of life, it is a few idiot people that mess it up. I always thought I should have spent 20 years in but only did four. (Injury, a recruiter told me not to try reenlisting.)
I was in the second of my AIT's (96D) at Fort Huachuca. My Platoon Sergeant made NCO of the year that year. I cannot remember his name but he was as top notch as top notch can get in my eyes.
I was dress right dress as far as soldiers went but I also was kind of a card. (Harmless but I like to have good clean fun as it seems you do.) I had good times in the Army at all my stops. At Fort Huachuca we had a couple weeks to go and we were off a certain day but had a GI party back at our barracks. A couple buddies and I were at the shopette about a half mile or so from the barracks across what I called the desert, sandy with a tuft of weeds every so often. I got a wild hair of some kind but I decided I was going to drink some MD 20/20 that I saw on the shelf. I can't remember if they were $.89 or $1.89 a bottle but I spent my last dough before pay day and bought two of them. My buddies bought but didn't drink. I popped the first one and chugged it way before we got to the barracks in what seemed to be 110 or 115 degree heat.. dry heat. I chugged the other one before we got to the barracks. MAN what a head rush I had while standing at ease in our room as the Platoon Sergeant came in. I know I must have been wobbling or something but I was buzzing like a bumble bee.
My Platoon Sergeant did the Sergeant Carter thing with Gomer and got nose to nose with me. ( I was at attention when he came in as the others followed my lead and snapped to.) He stated; "My last name, are you drunk?" I replied immediately, "Yes Sergeant!" (I never had an expression and was dead serious.) He paused a couple seconds and walked out of the room. After he left and cleared, my buddies were laughing to beat all laughs. I was scared sober. (I never heard about that episode again.) A week or so before that, we did our PT test and I was in the best shape of my life due to that Platoon Sergeant. Much respect to him. That was the only time I ever maxed a PT test and he gave me five seconds on the run at that by repeating 3:12 or 3:05 about five times. (Whatever the max was.)
If I have a glory moment other than my family in my life about a week after that MD 20/20 incident he had me in his office and told me straight up. "My last name, if I had a 100k like you, I could win any war!" That stuck with me to date and is how I try to carry myself now and I expect until the Lord calls me home.
That's what the Army did for me! I am thankful! (Thanks for letting me ramble. Not even drinking.)
So I went down and joined the Army and signed up for Armor. Fort Knox was the Armor Center then. I always liked tanks and their big guns. My objective was to do my three years and go home. I breezed through basic and enjoyed every aspect of it. The I went to AIT and did well there.
Two weeks before i was graduating from Armor AIT I was asked to report to the Battalion Commander. I arrived with 49 other soldiers from other companies. We were told the Vietnam war was going to crank up even more than it already was and the Army needed instructors and they had graded and chosen 50 of us to make a deal. We were told 25 would pass the NCO Academy and 25 would fail. If you passed you would be given the rank of Corporal with acting Sgt stripes. Your pay would be corporal but you would be addressed as Sergeant and wear E-5 stripes. Then you would be assigned to a basic training company for one month and continued grading. If your company commander "passed" you, you would report to Drill Sgt School. Graduating from Drill Sgt School was automatic E-5, Buck Sergeant.
Now for the deal the Army gave me. My time would be reduced from 3 years to 2 years. I could go to any Basic Training Unit in America for assignment. I got to pick it. Finally after my two years I would be in the inactive reserve and would not have meeting requirements or additional training. I would get my discharge and that would be the end of it. Since I was engaged to be married and my wife to be was in Kentucky, picking Fort Knox was a godsend. I had no intentions of being a "lifer" so I signed up and the rest is history. Had I washed out from any of the NCO schools I would go back to 3 year obligation and a private rank.
I enjoyed the military and still have friends i served with. But I doubt I would volunteer for todays military. I have a granddaughter who is graduating this spring and she can get an appointment to the Air Force Academy. This is her decision but if it were up to me I would say NO. Not in a WOKE military. But then again name me a college or university that is not. Even religious institutions are over the edge WOKE now. ( P.S. sorry for the book report, I ran a little longer than I wanted to )
Found $5.53 so far this week along with a large stash of tomato sauce, tomato soup and beans. Expiration dates on the cans are late next year. Left at the car wash. No way to carry. Would have donated to a local food pantry.
Good Friday morning D-League.
While it is dry outside I am going to pick up some debris from yesterday and piddle around. I will keep my pick up in the garage.
I read Mark 7 and 8
Gale Warning until FRI 11:00 PM EDT
We have 71°, with no rain but we are still under "Gale Warnings" Stay out of the Gulf in a small craft. . This afternoon we have a rain chance of 24% and a high of 75°. At the present we have a very strong steady wind coming off of the Gulf that is refreshing.While it is dry outside I am going to pick up some debris from yesterday and piddle around. I will keep my pick up in the garage.
I read Mark 7 and 8
I live about two blocks from an elementary school......they give food to the children on Friday to take home.......when I got a dog and started walking him I started noticing canned and boxed foods laying along the sidewalk.......our schools are not schools any longer......................I don't really keep track of what money I find......I put it in a coffee can.......I call it the dog toy money..........I did count it a year or so ago and there was a little over thirty dollars and that was for about two years of dog walking........Much like Austin Cat.......I know where the coin hot spots are..............the big expansion joints at intersections are like a treasure trove.......Found $5.53 so far this week along with a large stash of tomato sauce, tomato soup and beans. Expiration dates on the cans are late next year. Left at the car wash. No way to carry. Would have donated to a local food pantry.
Glad there are knowledgeable & reasonable people on this thread vs. another I won't mention here.
Another rainy day. In the last two day we have .52" of rain and it will continue to build. It is 55.4°F and is only supposed to get to 59°. Humidity is 88%.
I look forward to the exh game tonight. Go Cats.
I look forward to the exh game tonight. Go Cats.
In three years in Korea I never found the first penny laying on the ground. It is what I do when walking, look for money.
Good Friday morning D-League.
Gale Warning until FRI 11:00 PM EDT
We have 71°, with no rain but we are still under "Gale Warnings" Stay out of the Gulf in a small craft. . This afternoon we have a rain chance of 24% and a high of 75°. At the present we have a very strong steady wind coming off of the Gulf that is refreshing.
While it is dry outside I am going to pick up some debris from yesterday and piddle around. I will keep my pick up in the garage.
I read Mark 7 and 8
Funny. My neighbor just talked to Gale yesterday. He works for Windstream in our area
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My buddy's sister told me a story about her brother making green oatmeal for the family on St Patrick's day one year. She already didn't like oatmeal and wasn't feeling well that day.... you can guess what she did when she saw it
I think she said she still doesn't eat it
Good morning! Woke up at the crack of 10 again. Looks like I'm transitioning just fine into Fall/Winter sleep mode. Up later, down longer.
Late to bed, late to rise, makes a man lumpy, grumpy, and wide!
Looking forward to the game tonight. I think we'll win.
Wife is working from home today so I think I'll pick up and hit a couple of piddler malls later. Not gonna deal with office politics.
Have a good day!
Late to bed, late to rise, makes a man lumpy, grumpy, and wide!
Looking forward to the game tonight. I think we'll win.
Wife is working from home today so I think I'll pick up and hit a couple of piddler malls later. Not gonna deal with office politics.
Have a good day!
I walked many many miles when I was in England.........I did find a 1p coin.......once...........they don't have money to lose.......I live in a depressed area.........these fools find no value in coins.....I have a two gallon vase that a dear friend gave me.......it is almost full of coins.......I have a coffee can that I put dog walking found coins in.......I call it the toy fund.......but I haven't made them reimburse me so far...............my maternal grandfather told me it was bad luck to spend found money..........He was so right about so many things.....I am almost scared to go against his advice/preaching................
I'm not much of a coin finder, but I am a coin saver. For several years I brought my packed lunch to work, then bought a coke in the cafeteria that was something like $1.60. I saved those coins left over from handing the gal two dollar bills in a big two-gallon sized potato chip can. I counted the change a while back, and I have over $600 in quarters, dimes and nickels. I have no idea what to do with it.
Rainy and cold here in the east. A good day for a Merle Haggard ballad.
Rainy and cold here in the east. A good day for a Merle Haggard ballad.
Just walked back in the house and I am going to grab a bite to eat and drink some sweet tea. I tell you the weather today has been ideal.. It is mid 70's with a strong breeze and I doubt there will be any rain today. Just plenty of sunshine.
I didn't realize I had so many palm fronds blown off the trees but I have about 35 sable palms and all of them are mature. Having them blow off saves me from getting out my 26' ladder and chain saw. My wife is thankful because she tells me I have no business messing with ladders and chain saw. I know that is true but how do you walk away from work.
Speaking of money I think I lose more than find. I had a $20.00 bill fall out of my pocket and a nice man behind me picked it up and gave it to me. So I bought his meal. It feels good to meet good honest people.
I didn't realize I had so many palm fronds blown off the trees but I have about 35 sable palms and all of them are mature. Having them blow off saves me from getting out my 26' ladder and chain saw. My wife is thankful because she tells me I have no business messing with ladders and chain saw. I know that is true but how do you walk away from work.
Speaking of money I think I lose more than find. I had a $20.00 bill fall out of my pocket and a nice man behind me picked it up and gave it to me. So I bought his meal. It feels good to meet good honest people.
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My wife hit a pothole with her car one morning on the way to work and it bent the rim. I found one on Craigslist but we had to drive to the Florence Mall to meet the guy. I paid $10 for the wheel and then turned around and saw a $20 bill laying on the ground. The guy suggested we split the money because we were there together. I laughed a little as I got in my car and left.
Come on Georgia, you can do better than this. Can't you?
I can't smell at all most days. Occasionally, I will pick up the scent of something but it is short lived. Even skunk spray does not affect me. Wife and daughter have on a few occasions started gagging about a strong skunk smell in the air either around our home or out and about and on each occasion, nothing. I believe it probably has to do with all of the chemicals I inhaled in the military. Cannon smoke, gas chamber training where each cycle as a DI we would take our mask off to show privates that they were not going to die (CS tear gas). CS powder being dropped on us during field exercises and burning human feces in the desert every morning to clear out the out house feces containers. Below is a picture of the out houses with the bottoms of 50 gallon drums (black) pulled out of the bottom doors of the outhouse and gas or diesel poured in them to burn the feces until gone and then put back under the doors. PVC pipes pictured sticking in the sand were our urinals.
According to the NIH, variability in human olfactory sensitivity has been attributed to individual-level factors such as genetics, age, sex, medical history of infections and trauma, neurogenerative diseases, and emotional disorders. I suspect cultural bs is coming soon.
These posts confirm that offaction sensitivity varies greatly amoung our posters. I know my wife smells when she wants to and enlightens me. I'm apparently incognizant about what stinks and what doesn't. I have had assignments in water treatment environments and sensitivities are dulled by offactory fatigue.
These posts confirm that offaction sensitivity varies greatly amoung our posters. I know my wife smells when she wants to and enlightens me. I'm apparently incognizant about what stinks and what doesn't. I have had assignments in water treatment environments and sensitivities are dulled by offactory fatigue.
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